Amara de luca
I currently sat pouting in the car. I glared at him from the corner of my eye. My eyes wandered to the way his arm flexed as he steered.
"Like what you see, gattina? " he asked without taking his eyes of the road.
My eyes widened and I shook my head, I was back to pouting in my seat. I peeked from the corner of my eye, his lips pulling up into an amused smirk.
Jerk.
We had been driving for about fifteen minutes so,
" What would you like to eat gattina?! "he asked.
Again with that nickname. I wanted to yell at him to stop calling me that but I stopped myself. I just stared out the window.
" I asked you a question fiore, I don't like repeating myself. What. would. you. like. to. eat? "
His tone had a hard edge to it.
I refused to reply even though my heart was beating just a tad bit faster.
" Amara" he warned.
"Take me home" I said.
"No"
"But I wanna.... "
" I said no" he said glaring at me.
"And I said I want to go home" I said glaring back.
Rewind. To. What. Actually. Happened
"So my parents decided to go on a world tour suddenly left all of a sudden without telling me, and have lost their cellphones and have no means of communication?! "I repeated what he said.
" Yeah" he said scratching his neck.
"What do you think I am?! Two?" I asked scowling at him.
"See, Principessa... "
"Get out" I cut him off.
"What? " he asked his eye's narrowing.
" I am not coming anywhere with you. Now get out before my papa gets home" I said folding my arms across my chest.
"Well too bad, Your coming with me" he said and came closer trying to reach me.
I reached for his pressure point but.....
"Ah ah, not this time gattino" he caught my wrist.
"Let me go" I glared at him trying to free my hand.
"Sure "he said and dropped my hand.
I looked at him as I cradled my hand to my chest. He smirked. I raised a brow and the next moment I was hanging from his shoulder.
I tried punching his back, slapping the back of his head and as my final resort........ I pulled on his hair.
Surprisingly that had effect he groaned and staggered.
"Let me down " I said my hands still tangled in his soft hair.
He let me down and caught both of my wrists in one hand and started dragging me.
I wasn't the one to go down without a fight, I pressed my heels to the ground he didn't even budge.
Oh come on, this isn't even fair he has a toned body and me.... Well I just eat Nuttela all day.
I fought tooth and nail yet I was sitting in the car with my seat belt on. I struggled to open the door as he made his way to the driver's seat.
"Are you finished?! " he asked.
I struggled more.
" Have you ever heard of child lock before?! " he asked nonchalantly as he stepped on the accelerator.
Yeah so that's what happened.
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