《Our Secret |Alessio Scalzotto|》Ch58: i can't with yall-
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*2 weeks later*
The past couple of week have been awful
You feel like shit and wanna lay in bed and cry. But, you can't because being rich apparently means you have to be busy all. The. Time
You've found yourself an apartment to get out of your parents house and today you get to move in
You currently have all your boxes in a moving truck and you're getting them driven to your apartment
You have to drive and meet the movers there
As you drive you listen to music that gets you in your feels
You drive in silence reminiscing over the entire situation
It's honestly more sad for Alessio than anyone
You ponder how he was just trying to be a good man and stay loyal to the woman with his so called "child".
It still didn't make the situation better. You've never done anything to break his trust and he still put her over you.
If anything he should've broken up with her anyways
There is a thing called co-parenting
It's irrelevant now
You shake away your thoughts and pull into the parking lot of your new apartment building
It's more like a penthouse but..
You sit on your phone while you wait for the movers to arrive
You're staring at his contact when you decide you wanna talk to Alessio
You: hey
You: how have you been??
You: is it bad I miss you??
You decide that texting him is probably not a good idea
You shut your phone off and continue waiting
You lean your head back and close your eyes
*buzzzzzzz buzzzzzz*
You look and see a text message
Alessio🤡: I'm sorry.
*Message deleted*
You watch the notification disappear
You decide to get bold and just text him
You: moving today. Help me unpack??
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You sigh and contemplate deleting it for a couple seconds until Alessio immediately responds.
Alessio🤡:I'd like that.😌
You smile at your phone
Until you remind yourself about everything that happened
"Am I being dumb" you say to yourself
"I'm totally being dumb" you say stalking Alessio's Instagram
All his pictures with Hailey were taken down and replaced with pictures of him with depressing captions
You continue scrolling past them
You make it all the way to the posts of you two together
"Im so fucking dumb" you mumble as a car honks
You look up and see Alessio in the flesh
Well in his car actually but-
He gets out of his car and you get out of yours
"Assistance was needed" he smiles awkwardly walking towards you
"Depends if the movers ever show up" you awkwardly laugh
Alessio reaches you and you stare at each other in silence
A comfortable silence
Alessio clears his throat
You just stare at his shoes
They were some nice shoes.
You look up and lock eyes with Alessio
You feel yourself go soft
"(Y/n)-"
He was cut of by a big movers truck honking as they pull in
Alessio smiles with a hint of annoyance in his expression as you both greet the movers
You shake off your feels and start instructing the movers on where you want your boxes and things to go.
Alessio helps carry boxes
After about forty five minutes of bringing boxes into your apartment you're finally done
You pay the movers and they leave
Alessio flops down on your couch breathing heavily
"Damn it wasn't that much"you say handing him a water bottle and the sitting in the floor
"No only like a giant ass bed, two couches, like three tv's, and all your clothes. Why do you even need three tv's it's just you living here??" He says still panting
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"I have three tv's because I want three tv's" you say jokingly flipping your hair
You start unpacking things from boxes in front of you and put them away while Alessio watches chugging a water bottle
You hum while you put stuff away to keep it from getting awkward
You start humming 'Feeing Whitney' by Post Malone while you go through a box pictures to put up ((peep that song recommendation))
"Damn that song is low key depressing" Alessio says coming over to help you
"Yeaaa... I like it though" you say aimlessly pulling out picture frames and setting them on a stand
"Me too" he says grabbing the box and pulling out another picture to hand to you
It was a picture of the crew for Rim of The World Two movie
You stare at it in nostalgia
"I miss this" Alessio says looking over your shoulder
"Times were so...simple" you say frowning at the picture
"Look (y/n)" Alessio says taking the picture from you and setting it down
You look at him
Ugh his beautiful enchanting eyes. One slightly being darker than the other
His lips this nice pink lips so.. kissable
His face. So soft. So angelic
His hair shiny, smooth, and Irresistible
"(Y/n) I fucked up.. bad" he says a look of regret in his eyes making you snap out of your daze
"You sure did" you say looking at your hands to keep your self from thinking about him that way
Why do you feel like this??
Why does it feel like he could literally murder you and then throw your body in a lake and you'd still forgive him.
"I don't even know what to say to explain how bad I fucked up. You have every single right to hate me" he says
"I know" you say looking back up at him
"So hate me... I deserve it" he says looking down
You watch his face as he stares at the ground
You want to make a realllllly bad choice right now
You watch the veins on his hands and arms pop in and out as he picks aimlessly at the floor
"Alessio" you say
He looks up you
GOD
why does he have to look at you like that
"I fucking hate you" you say scooting closer
"I know and I deserve it. I never should've treated you the way I did. EVER I just hope that-"he gets cut off my you grabbing his face and kissing him
He was surprised at first but the slowly starts kissing back
You crawl into his lap and wrap your arms around his neck
He holds on to your waist
You slowly kiss down his neck being sure to leave hickeys
Fuck Hailey he's yours now
"(Y/n)" he lets out a small moan
You ignore him as you start kissing him again
You take off his shirt
His abs have definitely toned up more since the last time you saw them
Alessio forces you to stand up before kissing you again
He slowly leads you and himself to the couch before laying you down
He hovers over you and starts kissing down your body
Guess he had the same idea when it came to hickeys
He then stops and looks you in the eye
"Are you sure you're ready after everything that happened" he says
You nod and kiss him again.
You then sit up and pull your shirt off before kissing him again
You kiss down his body before reaching the buttons on his pants
"I hate you Alessio Scalzotto" you say unbuckling them
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