Ch. 22

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It's been a week since I got to Milan. Niall has been texting me every day, just telling me good morning and that he loved me. I only responded once and that was today. Lewis and Alex have been keeping me updated. Niall is a mess, just like me. I really do miss him.

"Andie! Let's go!" Cici yells. She wants to go horse back riding. I haven't been in a while so I'm pretty excited.

"Andie, there's someone here for you!" Nonna yells. Weird. I walk down stairs and see Niall standing in the main room. Nonna is staring him down. If looks could kill, he'd be dead. PJ, Caleb, Ian, and Tyler are surrounding him. There's no secrets in this family.

"Boys, back off." I say. They immediately back away. I'm older than all of them anyways.

"Cici, go on. I'll catch up later." She gives me a wary look but leaves anyways. Niall walks up the stairs with me and we go into my room. His eyes are red, like he's been crying for a while. I know the feeling.

"Can I just hold you? Before we talk?" He whispers. I nod and wrap my arms around his neck. We both sigh in relief. His arms go around my waist and hold me tight.

"I'm so sorry, darlin." He says and sniffles. We stand there, hugging each other. I've missed him so much. I feel content being in his arms. When I pull away, I wipe his eyes.

"Let's sit." I sit on the couch and he sits close to me.

"I'm sorry... I should've let you explain. Just seeing you... kissing him. It reminded me of that time I caught Hailee. And I regret saying you're like her. You're completely different. I... frick I love you so much. I shouldn't have let you leave." His voice cracks then he wipes his eyes.

"He completely caught me by surprise. I pushed him away and slapped him. I knew you saw so I ran after you. What you said... that seriously hurt me. It felt like my heart was ripped out of chest." I sniffle. He grabs my hand as I lay my head on his shoulder.

"I really sorry... what can I do to fix this?" He pleads.

"Niall, you know I can't stay mad at you for long. Just promise me you won't jump to conclusions again. We need to talk to each other. And don't ever say I'm like Hailee or call me a whore ever again." I say.

"I know and I swear I won't. I shouldn't have done it in the first place. I love you..." He whispers the last bit. I sigh, it's so hard for me to stay mad at him.

"I love you." I look up at him and he turns to me. We just stare at each other for a few minutes. I've always loved his eyes.

"Can I kiss you now?" He asks. He doesn't let me answer before slamming his lips to mine. Gah I've missed his lips. It's only been a week too. He pulls away and pulls me onto his lap. We sit there in silence. We've both missed each other. This week was incredibly hard.

"You have to deal with Nonna. She was very mad." I say. He chuckles and holds me tighter.

"She loves me. I'll be fine." I laugh.

"Niall, you forget Nonna ran the Milan Mafia." I say.

"Yea... I'm surprised I'm not already dead." He chuckles.

"She did offer to send the boys but I love you too much." I kiss his jaw.

"Well I'm glad. I love you too." He kisses me softly, making me smile.

"Did you ever open your present?" I ask him.

"I did... I love it so much and I'm sorry you had to throw it at me to make me realize. Lewis made me read it later." He sighs. I nod, not knowing what to say.

"What are the two letters with the dates on them?" He asks.

"Our first year anniversary and our fifth anniversary." I tell him.

"And the wedding one... is that a proposal or?" He asks with a huge smile on his face.

"Oh no that's on you." I giggle. He gives me a look.

"Do you want to get married?" He's serious now. I nod yes. I do, one day.

"Yea, one day." I tell him. I don't see myself with anyone else, he's it for me. He's the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. Why it took me so many years to figure that out, I have no clue.

"Good cause you're it for me." I kiss him again and he holds me tighter.

"We should go back down. Nonna will come searching for you." He groans, knowing he has to face the wrath of Nonna. She can be scary when she needs to be.

"I'll go talk with Nonna, you get dressed. We're going out to dinner, since I screwed up our 25th anniversary." He tells me. I nod excitingly and jump up from his lap. He stands up and kisses me again.

"ti amo piccola ragazza." He whispers against my lips. It's so hard to focus when he's this close to me. And damn... him speaking Italian is so hot.

"Ti amo, piccola." He smiles then leaves me. Now I have to pray Nonna doesn't kill him.

-Niall's POV-

I'm so glad she forgave me. I don't know what'd I do without her. This week has been hell without her, I can't imagine a life time.

"Niall! Come here." Nonna says. Here we go.

"Hi, Nonna." I slightly smile and sit on the chair. She's standing over me, with a scowl on her face and her arms crossed. Lord have mercy.

"Perché hai chiamato mia nipote una puttana? Dopo tutti questi anni, non mi sarei mai aspettato che facessi una cosa del genere!" (Why did you call my granddaughter a whore? After all these years, I never expected you do to such a thing!) She doesn't give me time to answer before she speaks again.

"So che la ami ma le hai spezzato il cuore! Stupido! Dovresti sposarla, non spezzarle il cuore!" (I know you love her but you broke her heart! You're supposed to marry her, not break her heart!) She yells.

"I know Nonna, I screwed up. She forgave me so I hope you can too. I love her so much, more than anything else in the world. I do want to marry her." I plead with her. She gives me a stern look for a few minutes.

"Va bene ma ancora un casino, sei morto." (Fine but one more screw up, you're dead.) I nod, knowing she's not kidding. She walks off and I sigh in relief. I'm just glad I'm not dead.

"Here, take this." She hands me a box. I give her a confusing look.

"Open it." She commands. I do as she says and see a ring.

"My engagement ring. She's always loved it." I think this is her giving me permission to marry Rea?

"Thank you, Nonna." I smile and give her a hug.

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