Next door / Måneskin

6

Enjoy!

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Damiano's room is bright. His bed is located under a large window facing the city. On the walls hang pictures and posters of rockers from over the years. All in all, the room looks quite stylish.

«Nice room», Eleonora turns and smiles at Damiano standing in the doorway. It is actually one of the nicest bedrooms she has been in. It is not particularly messy either, which suprises her as boys often mess around more than necessary.

«Thank you. Victoria helped me a lot when we moved in here», he walks away from the door and to the bed before sitting down. Eleonora stands looking at what is hanging on the walls.

Damiano follows the girl with his gaze. She walks around the room and gets every little detail. The batman figure standing on his bedside table and a ukulele hidden behind a dresser.

Eleonora makes sure he does not look at her before pulling out the ukulele from behind the old wooden dresser. It is dark green and completely dusted down, making it clear that Damiano has not touched it in a while.

«Do you play?», she asks. He turns his head towards her and looks down at the ukulele in her hand. Eleonora can see his facial expression change from normal to questioning. Almost astonishing.

«No, not at all. It has to be Thomas'. He is so muddle-headed», Damiano takes the ukulele from Eleonora and starts playing so a terrible untuned sound fills the room. «Beautiful», he jokes and continues to play.

Eleonora grimaces as she holds her hands in front of her ears keep out the sound from ruining her hearing. «Oh my, stop it. Do you have plans to make me deaf?», she tries to snatch the ukulele from him, but he pulls away from her small hand. She groans.

With a hope, Eleonora tries again, but Damiano pulls away just like the first time. At least it distracts him from playing, which for her is better than nothing. She thinks the band should be happy he is the singer and not the guitarist. He can give anyone a headache.

«You are so fucking annoying», she eventually gives up and throws herself on the bed next to him. Damiano finally puts it down and turns to the brown-haired girl. «And you are very pretty, do you know that?», he asks her. Eleonora turns her gaze towards him and meets his eyes. It makes her warm all over.

«I know», she says with a hint of brattyness, which makes Damiano roll his eyes. «You are too drunk», Eleonora continues and hits the side of his arm playfully. He laughs at her comment.

«No not at all. I am being honest», he says, putting a strand of hair behind her ear. Carefully without thinking twice, Eleonora places her hand on top of his and squeezes weakly. The way they lie and their conversation brings back so many memories from the time they were together a lot, fucked.

Good memories, but also bad ones.

«I am sorry I was an idiot back then», Damiano sighs. She looks at him at he regrets what he did, but at the same time she does not understand why he brings it up right now. Maybe he just wants it off his shoulders or he is actually sorry for everything.

«You know, it really hurt when I saw you and Viola just a couple of weeks after we fucked. It may not seem like it affected me, but it did», she moves her gaze from him to the ceiling. Eleonora remembers crying and crying even though she really had no reason to cry. It was probably more the thought that Damiano went straight to her friend that made her nauseous. The girl who could get anyone got the only boy she had an eye for.

His eyes fill with regret from her words. She moves her gaze back again and they lie down to look at each other in what for Eleonora feels like several hours. «I had no idea you felt that way. Viola said you were okay with it», Damiano almost whispers. Of course she said that, thinks Eleonora.

«I could not be honest with her. I just wanted her to be happy», the girl mumbles as she fiddles with one curl from her hair. It is true. Eleonora just wanted Viola to be happy, even if it went beyond her own feelings.

«I felt like the worst person in the world, but I was young, and stupid», he laughs a little to ease the mood. The dumbest thing Eleonora hears is people who use «young and stupid» as an excuse for everything they have done earlier in life. They should be responsible for what they have done.

She sits up and stare straight into the wall. «Young and stupid, huh? I have heard that before», Eleonora laughs bitterly and rolls her eyes. She hears him sigh behind her, but chooses not to care. This evening suddenly took an abrupt turn.

«Can we not just have a good evening and talk about this later?», Damiano strokes his index finger down the side of her left arm. Oddly enough, it sends chills down her spine and she hopes he does not notice the goosebumps that are spread all over her body.

«Sure», Eleonora says sleepily before leaving the room.

Outside, there is not as many people as before. She notices that Victoria and Janis is both relaxing on the sofa, snuggled to each other. Eleonora admires them for a couple of seconds until Damiano shows up behind her.

"They are so cute", she smiles at the boy behind her. He nods in agreement before taking a sip of a beer that stands free on the dresser next to him. He does not seem to mind that he does not know who drank from it or what may have been put in the can.

«I hope it is poisonous, so you learn not to drink from stand-alone alcohol», Eleonora snatches the beer out of his hand and throws it in the nearest trash can.

Damiano laughs at her movements. «I know these people. None of them want to drug anyone down intentionally», he grins at how worried she is. Eleonora pushes his shoulder playfully.

«Attenta, bambina», Damiano whispers, removing some hair from her face. Eleonora dreams away in his eyes, but is interrupted by Victoria's voice. She does not have time to blink until Victoria and Janis stand in front of them.

«There you are. We have not seen you all night», Victoria almost shouts and leans against Damiano's arm. It is clear she is pretty drunk. She even struggles to stand up straight, so he has to keep her up so she does not fall.

Eleonora loves their friendship. She has never experienced two people who love each other so much and who have such a strong bond. They support each other, fight for each other and take care of each other. A friendship everyone wants. She absolutely adores it.

«We have been hanging around a bit», the girl shrugs and sends Victoria a smile, which seems to be misinterpreted by her. Eleonora understands what she is thinking, and it looks like both Damiano and Janis are doing the same thing.

Janis whistles a flirtatious tune. «I do not know if I want the details or not», she jokes and looks between Damiano and Eleonora who have not yet had the opportunity to defend themselves.

«There are no details because nothing happened», Eleonora starts, but is interrupted by the voice of a specific boy.

«Ancora», he smirks.

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Translations:
Attenta - Careful
Ancora - Yet

I am sorry I have not posted in a while. There has been a lot of school work and a lot of other things I have focused on. I hope you understand and are patient with me :)