summer in portorosso - luca x alberto

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i woke up to the sound of rain plopping on my window. i slowly opened up my eyes and looked outside. it wasn't even gloomy just light rain. i checked the time, 7:30. wait when did alberto say his garage opened? i don't know but let's go see if he's there.

i opened up my luggage and put on some clothes. then i walked downstairs.

"morning luca! oh sorry for the disappointing news but me and your father can't do breakfast anymore. but! we got you some food from the bakery near by. me and your father need to attend a meeting of some sort so we are so sorry."

"no! that's okay, i'm heading out anyway. have fun guys!"

"oh, alright well... ciao, luca."

"bye mom!"

i grabbed the white bag with pastry's in it and walked out the house, looking around and sniffing the portorosso smell. it always smelled like fish and sea water. i loved it.

i walked to albertos garage which wasn't very far. when i got there i knocked on the garage door. the door flung open.

"buongiorno... you here for a repair? we don't open until 8:00."

"oh no! i just was wanting to see alberto."

"ah, aspetta un attimo... you look like luca?"

"yup, that's me."

i smiled.

"dio mio! i've heard so much about you! alberto will never shut up about you."

i blushed a bit.

"r-really?"

"psh, yeah! every day while he's here helping me out, he's like luca this luca that. oh i bet luca would love this! i wanna save this for luca. luca enjoys this. it's too much!"

he laughed. i joined him.

"but you are a cute little gentlemen. in not a weird way of course."

"aha, thank you..."

i heard a gasp from behind me.

"mr.berlusconi! what are you telling him?"

"ah, nothing. just how you never stop talking about him."

"what!"

i giggled, he turned really red.

"what!? it's true! you always talk about him!"

"oh my- okay luca let's go in."

alberto grabbed my arm and dragged me in.

"okay alberto, i'll leave you alone. i'll be back. just got to grab something from the shop."

"okay."

alberto said as mr.berlusconi left the garage.

"i am so sorry about him. that was so embarrassing oh my gosh."

"haha! no, it's okay... i mean you know all my embarrassing stories."

"yeah! from when you were little! this was recent!"

"i don't mind alberto... i know you missed me. it's okay to have emotions you know?"

"yeah... i- i know."

it got silent.

"anyway! wanna help me fix up the vespa? then we can give it a test drive. i mean if you want."

"sure! what do you need help with?"

"hmm... maybe be my assistant! and you can lean by watching me like i did!"