#i was going to say like edo incanti but then i remembered he left with ele

[katesharmasheart]

Paintball tension oooooh boy

#ali nonsense #ali watches skam italia #skam italia #like so far i kinda understand the boyfriend but also im always 🤨 about man who cannot answer text quickly #i was going to say like edo incanti but then i remembered he left with ele #so i guess gio #i dont want another eva x gio breakup so if they do i'll just ignor canon btw

[toodivineforhumanmind]

Incantava’s prompt based on To all the boys I ever loved: Edo and Ele faking a love relationship and then fall for each others for real 💕 Thank you!

Eleonora stood at the door of a random coffee shop, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the locket that was resting against her chest. It felt stupid to just stand there, looking in on the people inside the shop, but for some dumb reason she felt frozen. It felt impossible to push the door open and step inside, yet it felt equally as impossible to walk away - she was far too curious. Fuck. 

Eleonora opened the door and slipped inside, answering a barista’s welcome with a smile that was so fleeting that the girl doubted whether the guy behind the counter had actually managed to catch it. For a second she stood there, her eyes scanning the room  - and then her gaze set on Edoardo Incanti, and Eleonora’s heart jumped.

Edoardo invited her over to the table with a wave of his hand, his smile far too warm to be genuine. But for some reason Eleonora complied, even though a second ago she had been ready to flee the premises without a second thought. Edoardo’s eyes followed her all the way from the door, and until she was seated across from him.

“Coffee?” Edoardo asked, gesturing towards an untouched cup sitting on Eleonora’s side of the table.

Eleonora frowned, but her fingers were already fiddling with the warm cup. “You ordered me coffee?”

Edoardo shrugged, taking a sip of his. “I had a feeling you were a coffee person.”

“You have no idea what kind of a person I am.”

Edoardo smiled, nodding with a vacant expression. “That’s true, but it doesn’t matter.”

Eleonora rolled her eyes, but didn’t bother to explore the topic for any longer, waiting for the boy to fill the silence - after all, he was the one who had dug up her number from his friends and had contacted her a few days ago. Eleonora had left him on read for a day, but eventually had answered and agreed to meet the boy over coffee for “something important”, whatever the fuck that was.

“Okay,” Edoardo started, and for a passing moment he sounded almost nervous, “I know you must the weirded out that I asked you here, considering that we’ve never actually, you know, talked. 

And trust me, this will sound so fucking stupid. Moronic, even. But I have an offer for you,” Edoardo said, huffing out a nervous breath like he had been holding it in till he got the necessary words out. 

Eleonora did nothing but stare at him over their coffee cups, her eyes curious but her expression otherwise almost scarily indifferent, clearly waiting for reason she was sitting there.

“I think we should fake a relationship,” Edoardo eventually stated.

Eleonora nearly choked on her coffee. “What?!”

“Okay woah, just hold on! I said it’s gonna sound stupid,” the boy interrupted, his hand defensively raised like he was trying to protect himself. 

“Just listen. There’s this girl that I used to date, Elena. We recently broke up or went on a break or whatever, and ever since she’s been going crazy to make me jealous. And however dumb it may sound, I need her to stop once and for all, and at this time I have zero time nor interest to actually put effort in a real relationship.”

Eleonora shook her head slowly. “Wow. And here I was thinking there was no way you could ever sound more like an asshole than you did before.”

“Ouch, that’s pretty harsh,” Edoardo said, but a slight grin was creeping at the corners of his mouth, making the girl roll her eyes and shake her head again.

“Okay, I’ll bite. What’s in it for me?” Eleonora asked.

“Well, considering that you just recently transferred to our school, you probably don’t have a lot of friends,” Edoardo said gently, as to not offend the girl. “Believe it or not, fake-dating me could let you meet a lot of new people.”

Eleonora nearly flinched when Edoardo talked of her situation like he knew her. “I have friends,” she lied.

“You do? Who?”

Eleonora opened her mouth like she was truly about to list the names of all her non-existent friends. For a second they sat there staring at each other, and Eleonora scrambled her brain to remember the name of the red-haired girl she had met the other night. Fuck.

“Eva,” Eleonora stated, remembering the girl’s name from her Facebook. “I have Eva.”

Edoardo chuckled, and Eleonora knew that she had been caught in her lie. But for some reason the boy let it pass, and he shrugged it off. “Okay.”

“If this was all, you probably don’t mind if I leave.”

Eleonora sipped the last of her coffee - hey, who was she to turn down a free cup of coffee? - and got up from the table, grabbing her bag as she did. And just as she was about to turn towards the door, Edoardo interrupted:

“I know what your ex-boyfriend did.”

Eleonora froze, and it felt like the world froze with her. Seconds felt like minutes, and the girl had to fight back the urge of throwing her coffee cup at Edoardo’s head full of curls. But no, that would be dumb - the best way to deal with the situation was indifference, yet for some reason Eleonora felt like it was impossible to control her emotions as she turned back to face the older boy.

“What?” She asked, her voice nearly breaking.

“I know what that asshole did. Believe it or not, people talk,” Edoardo said, his voice softening at the sight of Eleonora’s eyes that were now filled with fear of her own past. A past she was so quickly running away from.

“Whatever happened at my last school has nothing to do with this. And frankly, it’s none of your fucking business,” her voice was a lot sharper now, as she was trying to cover up her own vulnerability.

“Eleonora, I could help!” Edoardo said, making the girl frown again. “If people think we’re dating, I could make sure to put an end to those disgusting rumors. You could show everyone that you’re moving on, that you don’t give a fuck about that asshole.”

For the first time Edoardo’s offer started to show its appeal to Eleonora, and she opened her mouth to find a valid protest that somehow never made its way out of her mouth. She sat back down, closing her eyes. Edoardo leaned back in his chair, ready to give the girl a moment to consider her options and possibilities. Hoping that Eleonora would choose to see the potential in the plan.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this,” Eleonora said, her eyes still closed, “But fine. We can start fake-dating and make your ex-girlfriend jealous or whatever you wanted to do. But in exchange you help me with my… Past. Deal?”

Edoardo smiled brighter than the sun that was shining in from the windows behind him, and offered his hand to the girl across the table. Eleonora grabbed it slowly, like she was still hesitating.

“Deal.”

#TO BE CONTINUEEEEEED #INCANTAVA #skamit #skam italia #eleonora sava #edoardo incanti #incantava au #skam au

[skamitaliasubs]

skam italia s3e3 clip #3 - transcript

F: Love, how do I look? It’s new. E: Fine. F: Come on, you didn’t even look at me! Can you put this phone aside? You’re always busy with it. E: But you’re going out? F: Yes, why? E: So, if my friends call you, make sure to tell them that we’re at home with mom, ok? F: Yes yes yes. E: No, Fili, it’s important. F: I got it. E: You look good. The jacket is cool. F: Ok. Listen, but why don’t you join me as well? E: I don’t feel like it. F: Come on, come on. Everyone loves me more when you hang out with us: E: Is that so? F: Yes. E: I don’t feel like it. I’m tired. F: What a bore! Are you going to spend the night watching gardening tutorials as usual? E: What a dick. Go! You look beautiful, you look beautiful. F: Yeah, yeah, bye. [Eva’s vocal] Ele, you can’t understand, please. It happened a mess here. Silvia talked to Edo, now she closed herself in the bathroom and isn’t letting anyone in. Call me back when you listen to this, Ele!

[Ele tries calling Eva but the voice mail plays] E: What? Elia, Elia! Where is Silvia? Silvia? Elia: They’re drinking at the bottom of the stairs. E: Eva! Eva: Hi Ele! E: What’s going on? Eva: These two assholes don’t want to let me go say hi to Giò. M: No, I told you not to go say hi while he’s kissing his girlfriend. Eva: But if I want to go, what do you care? E: Why didn’t you answer my calls? Eva: Because I have my phone on silent, Ele. E: Ok, doesn’t matter, Silvia? Eva: Silvia left, but like very long ago. She left very long ago. She’s with the others. E: What happened? Eva: Basically she went there to talk with Giov- with Edoardo, sorry. Giò! Hi! G: Eva, you remember Sofia? Eva: Of course I remember her! The unforgettable Sofia. Listen, if you lose him, don’t worry because he’ll be in the bathroom smoking with some friend of his. G: No, no, I don’t smoke anymore. E: Eva! Eva: You do smoke! Doesn’t matter. E: Eva, can you keep my jacket please? Eva: Get used to it, because he does. Edo: You came eventually! E: Can I know what you told her? Edo: To whom? E: Silvia! She left in tears. Edo: What did I tell her, what do I know? She came to me and asked if I was back with my ex from Milan. E: And? Edo: And nothing, I told her no. We just hung out. Then she tried to kiss me and I told her I didn’t want to. E: And what about me? Edo: You? E: What did you tell her about me? Edo: And who are you? Chicco: Bro, there are guards at the door. Edo: The fuck are you saying? C: Two big guards. Edo: The fuck are you saying? C: I’m not joking. Edo: Go tell Fede to turn off the music. C: Guards!! Turn the music off!! Guard: Good evening. Edo: Good evening. G: You’re the owner of this house? Edo: Yes. G: We received some calls from your neighbours. Edo: Yes, I’m sorry. We already turned the music off. G: We weren’t clear then. Edo: Okay, I got it. I’ll send everyone away. G: Good. We’ll wait there. Edo: Okay, thank you and sorry. Guys! Party’s over, everyone out. Come on. I know, I’m sorry, come on. Come on, fast! C: Bro, we’re going to Eur. Are you joining? Edo: Yeah, I’m coming. E: Eva?   C: Come on! Edo: Where the fuck are you going? Help me clean up. E: Eva? Eva? Eva, where are you? Edo: Bro, come on, fast. Federico: Yeah, I’m going. We’re gonna meet at Eur. Edo: Hey! Are you still here? E: Yeah, Eva left with my jacket with my phone, my keys, everything. Edo: Ouch. Well, how can I help you?

Edo: He didn't answer? Ele: No, I'm texting him Ele's text: Filo, it's Ele. Call me on this number when you read this? Edo: So? Ele: Can I borrow 20 euros so I can call a taxi and go home? Edo: And if I won't give them to you? Come on, I'm joking! Of course. Ele: Okay Edo: How can you get in your house if you don't have the keys? Ele: I'll wait my brother to get home Edo: Where? Ele: Outside Edo: Do you really think I'll let you leave at 2am alone? Ele: I don't need your permission Edo: But you need my money. I'm kidding. Listen, let's do this... What are you doing standing over there? Sit! Let's do this: we wait for your brother to text back and then I'll take you home. Ele: Okay Edo: Meanwhile, do you want some wine? Ele: No. Edo: Don't you trust me? Ele: No. Edo: Okay. Ele: I can help you cleaning some stuff... Edo: Don't worry. I'll tidy up tomorrow. Ele: Won't your parents come back? Edo: No. Ele: Do you live alone? Edo: Yeah, more or less... Ele: Like? Edo: My father works out of town, my brother doesn't live here and they come back once in a while. Ele: Thank you Edo: You're welcome Ele: Emmm... Listen, I have to apologise Edo: Really? Ele: I'm serious. Edo: Okay, tell me. Ele: I didn't know about your mother... otherwise I wouldn't have said all those things. I'm sorry. Edo: Don't worry, but thank you! Come on, let me offer you something... even not alcoholic Ele: No. Edo: Come on! What you want? Ele: Thank you. Edo: Herbal tea? Sorry. Ele: Did Filippo reply? Edo: No. Don't you trust me? Look! Federico: Where the fuck are you?! Where are you?! Ele: But really, if you want to go, I'll take a taxi. Edo: Lemon or ginger? Ele: I don't know. Edo: Lemon. Ele: No way. Edo: It suits you. Ele: Hi, I'm Edoardo Incanti and you all suck. Edo: It's spot on. Ele: I know! But I'm missing something... Edo: What? Ele: Your gorgeous curls. Edo: You really like my hair. Ele: Tell me the truth. In middle school you were crazy for Tre Metri Sopra il Cielo and you copied Scamarcio's look. I got it, right? Edo: You got me, yeah. Ele: And this? Edo: It look a lot like a guitar. Ele: No, this is the final weapon. Edo: Sorry, for what? Ele: Of course, you act like a dick with girls, then you take them home, you sing them a sweet beautiful song, so they'll say: "oh my god, Edoardo Incanti has a soft side, he has a heart!" Edo: Stop it! Ele: Yeah. Edo: And you? Who do you play for? Ele: I don't know how to play. Ele: Not even sing from what I remember. Ele: Yeah, whatever... Edo: Can I play for you? Ele: Yeah, but I'm not a girl you'll take to your bed. Edo: Don't worry, I have a song for every kind of girl. Ele: Let's see... Edo: Okay... Ele: You'll make girls fall asleep this way. Edo: Give me a second. Ele: Ah, I'll wait.

Edo: I think it's for you. Ele: Filo? Filo? F: I'm coming back home, what about you? Ele: A mess happened. I'm going to tell you all about it. F: But are you at the party? If you want, I can pick you up. Ele: Don't worry. I'll call you later. Bye. Edo: Is there a problem? Ele: No. He's at a party in Viterbo. I didn't understand. Edo: Okay. You can sleep here. Ele: Yes, but not with you. Edo: Okay, maybe it's for the best if you don't sleep here. Ele: I think so. Your dad's bedroom? Edo: It's locked. Since the last party I hosted. But, come on, you can sleep in my room and I'll use the sofa. Okay? Ele: Okay. Edo: The sheets are clean, I didn't use them, so... if you want a t-shirt, a pair of shorts? Ele: No, I'm going to sleep on top of them anyway. Edo: Okay. Goodnight, then. Ele: Goodnight. No, come on! Edo: What? Ele: Nothing. I feel guilty for making you sleep downstairs. Edo: Are you the one who's flirting with me now? Ele: Absolutely not, but I don't want to kick you out of your own room. But you're gonna let me give you some rules. Edo: Okay. What kind of rules? Ele: Like... this is your side of the bed and this is mine. Here. I'd suggest to make a barrier with pillows too. Just to be safe. Edo: Okay. What do you want for breakfast tomorrow? Ele: I won't have breakfast here tomorrow. Edo: Okay. Coffee and a croissant sound like a great idea. Ele: You're such a cliche. Edo: You know I'm predictable. Ele: No, you're just a wonderful cliche. Edo: What can you do? I had a troubled childhood. My dad never came to my football games. The packing tape... Ele: Is there someone else you have to punch? Edo: No. It's your brother, actually. He's wondering when you'll be coming back, because he's tired of waiting for you. Okay. I'll answer. "I'm so in love with Edoardo that I can't even leave his bed". Ele: No! Stop it! Give me your phone. Edo: No. Ele: Yes. I'm going to answer myself. Edo: What are you doing? You're on my side of the bed. Go back to yours. You're breaking the rules. Go. Ele: Let me answer. Edo: No. Ele: He's my brother. Edo: No. Ele: I want to be the one to answer. Edo: No. Go back to your side. Come on. Ele: No. Edo: Come on. Ele: Tell him I'll be back tomorrow.

#transcript #s3 #skam italia #skamit

[dahvangogh]

Let’s rant a bit about Friday because i literally start shaking every time i start thinking about it. This will be a bit long, so forgive me for that.

This Monday we got a very stressed Eleonora who literally smiled and relaxed when reading Edoardo’s message. Her walls are down, that Friday night changed everything for them and she likes him now, period.

We all know that.

Then today, Tuesday, we get the scene with Eva and we find out about the raffle. The Villa Boys trashed the Eur bar while Edo and Ele were chilling back at his villa. The damage is of 5.000 euros (i almost fainted when i saw that number lmao because that is A LOT of money) and of course they are doing a raffle.

But the big prize is hooking up with Edoardo Incanti.

I’m 90% sure he didn’t offer himself but his friends announced it first and after the tickets started selling, then they told him. Edoardo is a loyal and good friend. We all know that. He basically interrupted his date (with the love of his life) and ran to help them, he was probably mad for days after that night because he wasn’t there for them and they got beaten up. So probably when they told him he would be the prize, he thought himself responsible that shit went down while he was away and so agreed to do it. 

We are talking about Edoardo Incanti, the most popular guy in the whole school, and of course girls are going to pay a lot of money to hook up with him (insert here a very desperate Silvia buying 10 tickets).

So either the guys offered him as the prize before he knew of that or asked him personally to help in that way and he, after a bit of convincing and because he is a good friend, agreed to it.

Tomorrow, Wednesday, we will get the equivalent of the locker scene with Edo and Ele. She will be jealous and very closed off. She will use the refugees as an excuse for her being mad, just like Noora, and even though he knows she is jealous, he will also understand that by agreeing to be the prize, he fucked up and now she thinks he was playing with her that night. Perhaps Ele will go as far as saying how because the Villa Boys did that, he is just as irresponsible and stupid as them. He will be his usual cheeky self, trying to soothe things, but she will be so mad that she will leave him there. Her words and coldness will hurt him.

Until Friday night, perhaps Thursday with a clip of the girl squad talking and Silvia asking the girls to lend her some money, we might get Edo sending a text to Ele saying that a % of the profits they earn at the raffle will be sent for the refugees only if she goes. 

THEN FRIDAY. Eva will be jealous as fuck of Gio and Sofia, perhaps Ele and her are talking at the party while looking at the couple talking and being sweet, and Ele will be also checking what Edo is doing and if he is talking with any girls. Silvia comes all excited talking about how they will announce soon who the winner is. She will get anxious and mad, leave perhaps for a refill or to talk to him. She is alone, then Edo comes into the scene.

“Aren’t you tired of playing this game?”

“What game?”

We heard and saw a bit of the scene on the trailer (click in trailer to rewatch it if you don’t remember that) for this season. He sounds a bit tired, worried and perhaps he will cover it with one of his charming smiles, like almost joking, but he is not.

He will ask the question and as we all know, she will answer that she doesn’t like him.

Edoardo will be left broken hearted, perhaps he will nod a few times more for him that for her. To accept the fact that the only girl he has been in love with doesn’t like him back and probably hates him. 

It will hurt him like a bitch.

And so he will leave the party, fuck everything, he needs out so he can lick his wounds and so if he crumbles down, he can do it alone in his house when no one will see him that vulnerable and broken.

But don’t worry, Ele will see through that.

She will see that she hurt him with her words and actions, so she will go after him. It will be dramatic, she will go after him in the pouring rain. When she sees him from a far, she will call him.

He will turn around, perhaps waiting for her to twist the knife in the wound, and because I’m sure he sees himself beneath her, seeing Eleonora Sava as someone worthy a ten of him, he will stand there waiting for the fatal blow.

She will yell at him, how he doesn’t have the right to get mad at him. How selfish, narcissistic, egocentric and violent he is. She will point out every single reason we she shouldn’t like him, all his flaws.

He will nod, the wound deep and hurting. All his flaws and shit making it even clearer how he doesn’t deserve her and how he will never have her.

“That’s it? Are you done?” almost on the verge of breaking down in front of her, trying very hard to remain strong. At least until he is home.

“No!”

“Anything else?”

And Eleonora will step up, almost unconsciously, her mind and heart battling each other. 

Edoardo will take a step back, just like we see in the teaser. 

She will think i am loosing him for good when she sees how he steps back. From her. 

So, Eleonora Sava will go to him and he will go to her, and they will (FINALLY!) have that kiss. Finally, after a year of push and pull, Eleonora will be the one to take that important step and they will kiss.

And we all have seen how Edoardo Incanti kisses random girls. 

He gives it all.

Well, imagine with Eleonora. 

A not so random girl, but his love. His girl.

She will be grabbing his cheeks, on her tip toes because he is too tall, perhaps even go a bit far from that and grab his coat towards her. He will embrace her by her waist, kneeling a bit because compared to him she is so short, and maybe he will caress her cheek oh so gently and loving.

They will both feel finally at home.

And they will break the kiss, the first or second to many to come, and embrace each other because it’s been a long time coming and they need to be together.

#NEEDED TO GET THIS OFF I AM SO SORRY #MY BABIES #incantava #eleonora sava #edoardo incanti #skam italia #edoardo x eleonora #skamit

[nnegan13]

lil gift for paige (@air-bison-yip-yip) ily girl 

textfic, on ao3 here 

set in college!AU, if everyone feels kinda OOC its cuz I personally feel like people are different when they’re texting than when they’re interacting irl so sorry if it feels off lmao it’s still fun if you overlook that part aha 

also the formatting is different bc if I did it the same way I usually do texts in fic this would’ve been So Much Harder 

anyways enjoy!!! 

— 

Martino Rametta to entirely dead inside: head count please 

Eva Brighi: sadly, awake 

Sana Allagui: silvia and fede are still sleeping 

Luchino: Marti Elia says that if you don’t stop turning the lights on and off he’s going to fucking kill you

Luchino: and gio and Sofia are missing 

Eva Brighi: Sofia? 

Sana Allagui: nice 

Martino Rametta: nico’s with me 

Martino Rametta: eyes on ele? 

Eva Brighi: bathroom 

Sana Allagui: someone go tell her not to puke too hard cause I had to clean up last time and I don’t wanna do that again

Eva Brighi: she says fuck you 

Sana Allagui: delightful

— 

Edoardo Incanti to Eleonora Sava: heard you had quite the night 

Eleonora Sava: remind me to never do college again 

Edoardo Incanti: i thought you liked all the higher education shit 

Edoardo Incanti: ya know 

Edoardo Incanti: learning things so you can make ur mark on the world 

Edoardo Incanti: all that sentimental shit 

Eleonora Sava: fuck sentiment 

Eleonora Sava: can you call the police on a university? the school’s trying to kill me 

— 

Giovanni Garau to Eva Brighi: what do you want for breakfast 

Eva Brighi: you’re an angel 

Eva Brighi: but it’s almost noon just come back we’re getting lunch 

— 

Luchino to fede text when u wake up we went to get pizza: turns out I was wrong gio and Sofia weren’t missing 

Luchino: just gio 

Luchino: does anyone actually remember Sofia leaving the party last night? 

Luchino: anyways gio’s back 

Luchino: chicco and edo say they’ll be here in five 

Eva Brighi: shit we’ve left 

Luchino: you did? 

Elia Santini: do you pay attention to anything? 

Elia Santini: anything at all 

Elia Santini: sofia didn’t even come last night ffs 

Elia Santini: they fucking changed the name of the chat dude 

— 

Sana Allagui to Eleonora Sava: when ur done we’re downstairs 

Sana Allagui: please hurry up some of us are starving 

Eleonora Sava: why did you let me drink so much ur supposed to stop this stuff 

Sana Allagui: ur very persuasive when you want to be  

Sana Allagui: are you hurrying or are you just ignoring me now 

Sana Allagui: I’m sending edo to get you 

— 

Sana Allagui to Edoardo Incanti: how long does it take to wrangle your girlfriend 

Edoardo Incanti: not my girlfriend 

Edoardo Incanti: and don’t fucking say stuff like that you’ll give me ideas 

Sana Allagui: so she’s as slow at getting with you as she is at getting dressed? 

Edoardo Incanti: fuck off 

Sana Allagui: I’m hungry, charms 

— 

Edoardo Incanti to Fede Canegallo: when are you taking ur test 

Fede Canegallo: why 

Fede Canegallo: need me out of the apartment or smth? 

Fede Canegallo: miss sava coming over? 

Edoardo Incanti: dick 

Edoardo Incanti: i guess you aren’t coming to pizza then  

Fede Canegallo: you don’t even care 

Fede Canegallo: you can just take ele now 

Edoardo Incanti: there’s nine other people with us 

Fede Canegallo: you’d still get down then n there if you were given the chance  

— 

Eva Brighi to Fede Canegallo: edo says he’s disowning you 

Eva Brighi: what toppings do you like on ur pizza 

— 

Eleonora Sava to Giovanni Garau: did i leave my shit at yours 

Eleonora Sava: please say yes 

Giovanni Garau: yeah its here 

Giovanni Garau: [pic] 

Eleonora Sava: blessings from above 

Eleonora Sava: are you joining us or no? 

Eleonora Sava: Eva says to send you the tongue emoji but I’m not feeling nasty today 

Eleonora Sava: she’d send you one herself but she’s got pizza grease on her fingers and doesn’t want to get her phone dirty 

Giovanni Garau: tell her that’s sexy of her 

— 

Edoardo Incanti to Eleonora Sava: it’s rude to text at the table 

Eleonora Sava: desperate times, mr. hypocrite 

Edoardo Incanti: who’s getting ur table manners so wonky 

Eleonora Sava: wouldn’t you like to know 

Edoardo Incanti: i would, yes 

Eleonora Sava: ur no fun 

Eleonora Sava: just gio, I left my stuff at his this morning

Eleonora Sava: and I’m worried that if I go back to get it I’ll be roped into another midterms drinking game like last night 

Eleonora Sava: he’s not exactly being the most helpful right now 

Edoardo Incanti: want me to get them for you? 

Eleonora Sava: my knight in shining armor 

Eleonora Sava: don’t you have your own midterms to studying for? I don’t want to take time away from that 

Edoardo Incanti: its nbd 

Edoardo Incanti: how bout this 

Edoardo Incanti: I’ll get ur books and you come study at mine and make sure I actually get shit done instead of playing fifa all night 

Eleonora Sava: deal

Eleonora Sava: wait if I rat you out for playing video games instead of joining us last night can we still do that or no  

— 

Eva Brighi to *plays Baby K even harder*: @chicco @edo @fede ur all the WORST 

Eva Brighi: fifa instead of drinks? 

Eva Brighi: I’m appalled I really am 

Edoardo Incanti: who knew appalled was even in ur vocabulary 

Edoardo Incanti: and why are you texting about this we’re all here 

Eva Brighi: fede isn’t and I want to express my anger at all 3 of you at the same time 

Chicco Rodi: when fifa calls it calls 

Federico Canegallo: doesn’t make it sound better chicco 

Federico Canegallo: nd some of us like having working brains to get through midterms with 

Eva Brighi: who are you and what have you done with fede 

Federico Canegallo: fuck off Eva

Edoardo Incanti: its true high school fede would be ashamed 

Elia Santini: last week fede would be ashamed 

Elia Santini: I’m ashamed 

— 

Eleonora Sava to Edoardo Incanti: eva’s reading my texts over my shoulder I’m sorry 

Eleonora Sava: please let me study at urs they haven’t killed you yet 

Eleonora Sava: I will spam you with pleases until you say yes 

Edoardo Incanti: are you done eating 

Edoardo Incanti: lets just go now 

— 

Sana Allagui to we’ve reached 40 days and 40 nights in relationships wilderness ladies and germs: barrage of obnoxious texts? 

Silvia Mirabella: they’re leaving to go study 

Silvia Mirabella: both of them are too straight laced to actually think of doing otherwise 

Silvia Mirabella: leave ‘em be 

Sana Allagui: they left pizza early 

Sana Allagui: and now we only have one car to get back 

Sana Allagui: chicco’s not going to let me DJ so what’s even the point anymore 

Sana Allagui: it’s what they deserve

Chicco Rodi: when did I say that 

Giovanni Garau: i’m coming n I’m bringing my car don’t get ur panties in a twist 

Sana Allagui: stop thinking about my panties gio 

Giovanni Garau: ffs 

Elia Santini: Sana i’m behind you 

Sana Allagui: many thanks 

Federico Canegallo: I’ve filled my obnoxious quota earlier I’m too tired to do anything else 

Martino Rametta renamed the group what happened to having a working brain fede? 

Eva Brighi: Marti you shit 

Eva Brighi renamed the group we’ve made it to 40 days and 40 nights in relationship wilderness ladies and germs 

Eva Brighi: literally the only established rule of this chat is that we only change the name to keep track of the days 

Martino Rametta: this is exhausting 

— 

Chicco Rodi to Rocco Martucci: do you have the chat muted

Rocco Martucci: sorry who is this? 

— 

Eleonora Sava to Eva Brighi: Eva 

Eleonora Sava: Eva I’m struggling 

Eva Brighi: you left pizza early to go study with edo I am not speaking to you 

Eleonora Sava: evaaaaaa 

— 

Eva Brighi removed Eleonora Sava from Le MAT&T 

Eva Brighi: ele WILL try to thirst text you today do not answer her 

Eva Brighi added Eleonora Sava to Le MAT&T 

Eleonora Sava: sorry what the fuck was that for

Silvia Mirabella: no you don’t get to protest you’ve abandoned us 

Silvia Mirabella: go study miss sava I’m disappointed in you, frankly

— 

Eleonora Sava to Federica Caciotti: are you guys at gio’s 

Eleonora Sava: Fede? 

—

Federico Canegallo to Giovanni Garau: how’s it going over there 

Giovanni Garau: we don’t have dumb sticks up our asses and aren’t studying so it’s going well 

Federico Canegallo: Eva if I wanted to talk to you I would’ve texted you 

Federico Canegallo: give gio the phone 

— 

Eva Brighi to Federico Canegallo: fuck you 

— 

Eleonora Sava to Sana Allagui: are you guys at gio’s 

Sana Allagui: ERROR 404: The person you are trying to reach is not available. Check your connection and try again later. 

— 

Sana Allagui to Le MAT&T: [screenshot] 

Sana Allagui: and here we have the rare procrastinating ele sava in her natural habitat 

Eva Brighi: what a beautiful creature 

Federica Caciotti: truly moving to see such majesty in nature 

Silvia Mirabella: i can’t believe you’ve captured her on record 

Eleonora Sava: I know you’re all sitting in the same room laughing at each other 

Eleonora Sava: I’m never speaking to you again

—

Federico Canegallo to Edoardo Incanti: so are you guys still studying 

Federico Canegallo: or are you fucking now

Federico Canegallo: because if you’re fucking I’m not gonna come home 

Edoardo Incanti: 1. you’re a piece of shit 

Edoardi Incanti: 2. did you text me thinking that I would respond if we were fucking? 

Federico Canegallo: I mean its been a couple hours since I left so I was just making sure it was cool to come back 

Federico Canegallo: typically people don’t fuck for entire afternoons on end so 

Edoardo Incanti: please stop saying we’re fucking 

Federico Canegallo: so you’re not? 

Edoardo Incanti: i’m not going to answer that  

Edoardo Incanti: go to gio’s tho she’s moved past procrastinating and gets annoyed if you interrupt her 

—

Martino Rametta to Eleonora Sava: nico is wondering if we can use your pasta 

Eleonora Sava: will you be following a recipe 

Martino Rametta: i’m not gonna lie to you that was an ask permission after the fact kind of thing 

Martino Rametta: it is edible tho if you want to have some when you get home 

Martino Rametta: when will that be? 

— 

Eleonora Sava to Edoardo Incanti: what are you doing for dinner 

Edoardo Incanti: i think talking in person about this isn’t violating the rules 

Eleonora Sava: it is 

Eleonora Sava: I can text and study at the same time and therefore I’m still studying and therefore we have to stay in separate rooms 

Edoardo Incanti: you can be really obnoxious sometimes 

Eleonora Sava: it’s a talent 

Eleonora Sava: welcome to studying with me 

Edoardo Incanti: ok you’re getting crabby 

Eleonora Sava: rude 

Edoardo Incanti: we’re officially done studying for the moment 

Eleonora Sava: ok official means two party consent 

Eleonora Sava: I did not consent to stop studying 

Edoardo Incanti: acknowledged and overruled 

Edoardo Incanti: i’m coming to you don’t flip ur shit 

— 

Chicco Rodi to someone get milk I haven’t been able to eat cereal in four days and i’m dying: [pic] 

Chicco Rodi: Spotted! Edoardo Incanti out getting saucy with Eleonora Sava when they both said they’d be studying. Maybe they can use their combined genius to turn their ‘break’ into a ‘date.’ xoxo Gossip Girl 

Edoardo Incanti: fuck off man 

Federico Canegallo: edo all you have to do to make this stop 

Federico Canegallo: is stop being a fucking coward and tell her how you feel  

— 

Chicco Rodi to Eva Brighi: edo and ele are at that greek stand by the conservatory 

Eva Brighi: how dare they get gyros without me 

Eva Brighi: what are you doing there 

Chicco Rodi: not getting gyros bc now I have to spy on them 

Eva Brighi: unfortunate 

Chicco Rodi: the things I do for them 

Eva Brighi: what, exactly, are you doing for them 

Chicco Rodi: ur getting too hung up on the details 

—

Elia Santini to *plays Baby K even harder*: drinks tonight? 

Martino Rametta: some of us value our livers 

Eleonora Sava: and our grades 

Eva Brighi: if you value ur grades so much 

Eleonora Sava: don’t say it 

Eva Brighi: why aren’t you studying rn? 

Eva Brighi: mm? 

Elia Santini: again, drinks tonight? 

Elia Santini: bueller? bueller? 

Luchino: I’m in 

Chicco Rodi: @elia we’re gonna try to play that one game from New Girl tonight 

Giovanni Garau: i fucking love new girl 

Federica Caciotti: doesn’t that revolve around American politicians 

Chicco Rodi: historical figures, please 

Chicco Rodi: and yes 

Federica Caciotti: interesting 

Sana Allagui: I’m coming just to watch you guys be confused 

Edoardo Incanti: when is this starting 

Chicco Rodi: may or may not be four drinks in 

Edoardo Incanti: is2g 

— 

Eleonora Sava to Giovanni Garau: is anyone at urs rn? I need a quiet place to study 

Giovanni Garau: no 

Giovanni Garau: why don’t you go home? 

Eleonora Sava: Eva will yell at me 

Eleonora Sava: and edo forgot one of my books there earlier when he picked them up I’m sorry 

Giovanni Garau: ok i’m leaving right now 

Giovanni Garau: door’s unlocked but please be quick our neighbor will steal everything we own  

Eleonora Sava: eva’s right you are an angel 

—

Federico Canegallo to Edoardo Incanti: are you coming home or nah 

Edoardo Incanti: went to gio’s to study 

Edoardo Incanti: back later 

Federico Canegallo: do you even need to study this much for the one test you still have 

Federico Canegallo: I don’t understand you 

—

Edoardo Incanti to Eva Brighi: ele is exhausted please don’t yell at her when she gets upstairs 

Eva Brighi: … 

Eva Brighi: fine 

Eva Brighi: but only cuz you said please 

— 

Eva Brighi renamed the group 41 days and 41 nights in relationship wilderness ladies and germs 

— 

Eva Brighi to Eleonora Sava: Marti wants to know if you want anything for breakfast he and Nico are going out 

Eva Brighi: he also called me lazy for not getting off the couch to ask you in person 

Eva Brighi: will you yell at him for that pls 

— 

Silvia Mirabella to *plays Baby K even harder*: drinks here tonight for those of us who are feeling reckless or actually are done with midterms 

Silvia Mirabella: starting at 21 but we’re getting Thai at 19 if anyone wants to join 

Chicco Rodi: can u be both? 

Silvia Mirabella: yea that’s allowed 

Chicco Rodi: sick 

Elia Santini: if we want Thai but don’t feel like actually going to the Thai place 

Silvia Mirabella: no 

— 

Silvia Mirabella sent a link to silvietta.sil, profile on PayPal to Le MAT&T: fund drinks for tonight pls and thanks  

Federica Caciotti renamed the group Le Mom’s not buying the booze anymore 

Silvia Mirabella: funny 

Federica Caciotti sent a link to federicarica, profile on PayPal: fund my career launch into comedy pls and thanks 

— 

Federico Canegallo to do NOT speak to me about the scooter: fifa tourney @ 15? 

Elia Santini: ye 

Giovanni Garau: taking my last midterm but I can be there at like 16:30 

Federico Canegallo: lame 

Chicco Rodi: will I actually get to play today sir 

Luchino: sounds good 

Rocco Martucci: do any of you actually go to class 

Elia Santini: @chicco @rocco no

Chicco Rodi: fuck you @elia

Martino Rametta: same with gio but Nico says he’ll be there at 15 

Martino Rametta: he’s wondering if you’ll have snacks or no 

Federico Canegallo: tell the little fucker he can die before eating all of my good pretzels again 

Martino Rametta: he says bite me 

Federico Canegallo: @edo hello???? 

Federico Canegallo: update edo is still sleeping but told me to tell you all he’s going to kick your asses 

Elia Santini: fat fucking chance, charms 

— 

Eva Brighi to Eleonora Sava: making coffee would you like some 

— 

Edoardo Incanti to Eleonora Sava: hi please tell me you actually went to bed last night instead of studying more 

Eleonora Sava: I did 

Edoardo Incanti: ok good 

Edoardo Incanti: when are you taking it 

Eleonora Sava: tomorrow 

Edoardo Incanti: are you feeling better about it than you were yesterday? 

Eleonora Sava: yes 

Eleonora Sava: thank you 

Edoardo Incanti: of course 

Edoardo Incanti: i’d offer to let you come study here again but fede and chicco want to play fifa 

Edoardo Incanti: lucky fuckers are already done with their midterms 

Edoardo Incanti: but if you need someone to study with again, I’ll take on the task 

Eleonora Sava: how kind of you 

Eleonora Sava: I’m ok tho 

Edoardo Incanti: if you’re sure 

— 

Eva Brighi to Eleonora Sava: are you down for Thai or no? 

Eva Brighi: because now is the time to say something if ur not 

Eva Brighi: silvia is Determined to get spring rolls 

Eva Brighi: I think only you could stop her 

Eva Brighi: sana tried suggesting that Salvadorian place but sil shut her down hard 

Eva Brighi: come save us from tyranny pls 

—

Chicco Rodi to *plays Baby K even harder*: just wanted to publicly make it known that I kicked Fede and Elia’s asses at fifa 

Sana Allagui: ladies we’ve been demoted to peanut gallery

Sana Allagui: this is a federal offense 

Eva Brighi: @chicco I’ll be impressed when you can beat ele at mario kart

Federica Caciotti: same 

Martino Rametta: points were made

Silvia Mirabella: guys he might die lets not make him do that 

Sana Allagui: can we still take them to court 

Federica Caciotti: yes of course 

Eva Brighi: get ur fucking lawyer ready boys 

Luchino: wait court for what 

Giovanni Garau: grabbing the game cube when I go home this weekend 

Giovanni Garau: mario kart tourney Sunday night 

Federico Canegallo: um pay attention to this tourney pls and thanks 

Chicco Rodi: I’ve been challenged tho 

Chicco Rodi: and they’re suing us 

Federico Canegallo: I will smother you in ur sleep chicco PAY ATTENTION 

— 

Edoardo Incanti to Eleonora Sava: contrary to what the gc says it was mostly me who beat fede and Elia 

Eleonora Sava: color me even more impressed than I already said I was 

Edoardo Incanti: you didn’t say anything 

Eleonora Sava: exactly 

Edoardo Incanti: no one asked you to be sarcastic about it 

Edoardo Incanti: now what’s this about mario kart 

Eleonora Sava: don’t even try I will kick ur ass 

Edoardo Incanti: I’ll have you know I’ve won every single Incanti cousins mario kart tourney since we started doing them when I was like nine 

Eleonora Sava: its not that hard to beat Eva she’s shit 

Edoardo Incanti: we have other cousins ya know 

Eleonora Sava: did mario kart even exist when u were nine 

Edoardo Incanti: ya p sure

Eleonora Sava: hm 

Eleonora Sava: sounds dubious

Eleonora Sava: old 

Edoardo Incanti: hey 

— 

Eva Brighi to Le Mom’s not buying the booze anymore: yeah I think Thai is fine 

Sana Allagui: its not 

Eva Brighi: what’s not fine is hiding in ur room and not answering ur texts all day 

Federica Caciotti: ok so we’ve gotten through procrastination ele and annoyed ele and now we’re on to hermit ele 

Federica Caciotti: we’ve almost completed the cycle 

Silvia Mirabella: is she alive can you tell 

Silvia Mirabella: sana shut up about the food for a sec 

Sana Allagui: ok easy for u when ur the one that’s winning 

Eva Brighi: yeah I’ve heard her go to the bathroom once or twice but she hasn’t come out besides that 

Eva Brighi: I’ve texted her several times and when I call she sends me to voicemail 

Sana Allagui: have you like knocked on the door 

Eva Brighi: I may be an idiot but I’m not stupid Sana 

Eva Brighi: of course I have 

Eva Brighi: ele if you’re reading this knock on ur wall twice 

Eva Brighi: ok she did it. love you ele please come out and eat something  

—

Chicco Rodi to *plays Baby K even harder*: @ele so are you going to beat my ass in mario kart or not 

Chicco Rodi: you didn’t say anything 

Chicco Rodi: i need to kno how many blows my pride is gonna take this week 

Federico Canegallo: ok you are preemptively anticipating ele beating you when gio’s beating you right now 

Federico Canegallo: you’re not even playing anymore ffs 

Chicco Rodi: some things you just have to accept fede 

Edoardo Incanti: who the fuck says preemptively anticipate 

Eva Brighi: don’t be jealous just bc some fede sounds fancier than you 

Edoardo Incanti: is this bc I insulted ur vocabulary yesterday 

— 

Sana Allagui to Eleonora Sava: not responding to hermit ele takes some strength 

Sana Allagui: is everything ok?

— 

Edoardo Incanti: appalled 

Edoardo Incanti: dubious 

Edoardo Incanti: preemptive 

Edoardo Incanti: anticipation 

Eleonora Sava: no I am not arguing with you about this 

Eleonora Sava: I’m studying 

Eleonora Sava: unlike some people 

Edoardo Incanti: mm ok point taken  

—

Sana Allagui to Le Mom’s not paying for the booze anymore: ok Eva w/e you’ve done to piss ele off has extended to me 

Sana Allagui: she’s not responding to my texts 

Eva Brighi: well what did you say 

Eva Brighi: also she’s not pissed off she’s Stressed 

Eva Brighi: i’m Stressed 

Sana Allagui: I asked if she was ok 

Sana Allagui: n she didn’t say anything  

Silvia Mirabella: ele knock twice on the wall again if ur stressed 

Silvia Mirabella: eva did she do it 

Eva Brighi: no 

Eva Brighi: her phone’s going straight to voicemail now I think it’s off 

Silvia Mirabella: damn 

Silvia Mirabella: frontal assault into her room? 

Eva Brighi: I have a better idea 

— 

Eva Brighi to Edoardo Incanti: hey

—

Eleonora Sava to marti make sure nico cleans out the lint filter on the dryer or I will cut you: someone please water the plants on the veranda 

Eleonora Sava: I just realized that I didn’t get to them this morning and they’re sitting directly in the sun 

Martino Rametta: i would totally do it but I am not home atm 

Eva Brighi: I have a good idea for you 

Eva Brighi: you could come out and do it yourself 

Eva Brighi: ele? 

— 

Martino Rametta to Eva Brighi: everything ok with ele? 

Eva Brighi: you’ve been gone all day I forgot 

Eva Brighi: she isn’t coming out of her room or answering her texts 

Martino Rametta: oh so Test Ele 

Eva Brighi: I think its worse than usual 

— 

Martino Rametta to Eleonora Sava: hi i would request that you set aside your books and take ten deep breaths 

Martino Rametta: nico seconds me 

Eleonora Sava: :/ 

Martino Rametta: eva did water the plants on the veranda she sent me a pic 

Eleonora Sava: :) 

— 

Edoardo Incanti to Eva Brighi: sorry I was talking to nonna 

Edoardo Incanti: she wants us to come over soon 

Eva Brighi: like today soon? 

Edoardo Incanti: no like in a few weeks 

Eva Brighi: ok 

Eva Brighi: wait aren’t you guys doing fifa right now 

Edoardo Incanti: does that make me incapable of texting nonna 

Eva Brighi: she doesn’t text 

Edoardo Incanti: calling nonna then w/e 

Eva Brighi: edoardo incanti did you actually speak to our grandmother or are you bsing me 

Edoardo Incanti: i promise I did I’m just very tired atm 

Eva Brighi: ok lover boy I’ll let it slide this time 

Eva Brighi: text ele for me I haven’t heard or seen her all day and I’m getting worried 

Edoardo Incanti: weird she’s been texting me 

Eva Brighi: of fucking course 

Edoardo Incanti: is everything ok? 

Eva Brighi: she’s being a recluse 

Eva Brighi: I’ve found that she gets like this around tests its p usual 

Eva Brighi: but this feels off I’m worried 

— 

Edoardo Incanti: in order to properly be a recluse you have to turn your phone off you know 

Eleonora Sava: I have no idea what ur talking about 

Edoardo Incanti: Eva says she hasn’t heard from you all day 

Edoardo Incanti: you haven’t been responding in the gc 

Edoardo Incanti: but you’ve been texting me 

Edoardo Incanti: don’t recluses avoid all contact w the outside world 

Eleonora Sava: whoever said I was trying to be a recluse 

Edoardo Incanti: is everything ok? 

Eleonora Sava: yes 

Eleonora Sava: why wouldn’t it be 

Edoardo Incanti: i’m coming over 

Eleonora Sava: you don’t need to 

Edoardo Incanti: i am tho 

Eleonora Sava: edo 

Eleonora Sava: edo seriously you don’t have to 

Eleonora Sava: edo pick up your damn phone 

— 

Edoardo Incanti to Eva Brighi: are you home? 

Eva Brighi: ya 

Edoardo Incanti: come buzz me in 

Eva Brighi: she’s not gonna let you in I’ve tried that 

Edoardo Incanti: w/e just do it pls 

— 

Federico Canegallo: where did you go 

Edoardo Incanti: ele’s 

Federico Canegallo: ok 

Federico Canegallo: not gonna finish the tourney? 

Edoardo Incanti: we played for like two and a half hours I think that’s enough

Federico Canegallo: ok 

Federico Canegallo: are you gonna come to drinks 

Edoardo Incanti: depends 

Federico Canegallo: ok 

Federico Canegallo: tell her to feel better 

— 

Eva Brighi to Le Mom’s not buying the booze anymore: ok better idea is here now 

Sana Allagui: don’t tell me you got edo to come over 

Silvia Mirabella: eva now is not the time to try to set them up 

Sana Allagui: it’s brilliant 

Eva Brighi: ok contrary to popular (silvia’s) belief chicco and I are NOT crazy for trying to set them up 

Eva Brighi: n this isn’t part of that 

Eva Brighi: they are friends and friends are allowed to do shit like care about each other 

Federica Caciotti: and have romantic feelings for one another 

Eva Brighi: not! the! point!

— 

Silvia Mirabella to *plays Baby K even harder*: numbers for Thai? 

Luchino: me

Elia Santini: ok the tourney’s almost done 

Elia Santini: you’re sure you won’t bring any to us 

Silvia Mirabella: we are going back to mine after this why would we bring it all the way to fede’s 

Chicco Rodi: me for Thai 

Giovanni Garau: same 

Martino Rametta: me n nico too 

Elia Santini: traitors 

Martino Rametta: we literally are already done with the tourney you’re just a sore loser and want to play until you win a game 

Elia Santini: ur exposing me 

Elia Santini: i will eat ur firstborn 

Silvia Mirabella: edo? fede? 

Federico Canegallo: nah I am gonna pity play Elia until he wins 

Elia Santini: fuck you 

— 

Edoardo Incanti to Silvia Mirabella: any chance you could make a stop here after Thai 

Silvia Mirabella: no i literally just told Elia I’m not going to yours 

Edoardo Incanti: at ele’s 

Silvia Mirabella: oh 

Silvia Mirabella: yeah of course 

Silvia Mirabella: what do you guys want 

Edoardo Incanti: the drunken noodles and that one yellow curry 

Silvia Mirabella: will do 

Silvia Mirabella: is ele ok? 

Edoardo Incanti: yeah she’s alright 

Silvia Mirabella: tell her I’m glad she’s ok 

— 

Eva Brighi to Edoardo Incanti: how’s ele 

Edoardo Incanti: hungry 

Eva Brighi: we’ll stop by soon 

Eva Brighi: almost done I promise 

Eva Brighi: besides that? 

Edoardo Incanti: she yelled at me for a bit for coming over n got mad when I took away her textbook 

Edoardo Incanti: but then she calmed down 

Edoardo Incanti: currently on the porch 

Edoardo Incanti: she’s v concerned about the plants 

Edoardo Incanti: says you did a shit job of watering them 

Eva Brighi: that is what she wants to say rn 

Eva Brighi: so picky 

Eva Brighi: is she feeling better? 

Edoardo Incanti: i think so 

Edoardo Incanti: really remains to be see tho 

Edoardo Incanti: she’s very stressed 

Eva Brighi: ok 

Eva Brighi: keep me updated 

— 

Silvia Mirabella to Edoardo Incanti: i come bearing food 

Silvia Mirabella: buzz me in pls 

— 

Federico Canegallo to *plays Baby K even harder*: we’ll be over soon 

Eva Brighi: cool we started w/o you 

— 

Eva Brighi to Le Mom’s not paying for the booze anymore: mission check on ele post drinks is a go 

Eva Brighi: I might be too drunk for this but w/e

Eva Brighi: all the lights are off 

Eva Brighi: it’s quiet 

Eva Brighi: checking her room 

Eva Brighi: oh! 

Eva Brighi: they are asleep 

Sana Allagui: they 

Silvia Mirabella: they?

Eva Brighi: yes edo is here still 

Sana Allagui: nice 

Federica Caciotti: how does ele look 

Eva Brighi: relaxed 

Sana Allagui: are they snuggling 

Eva Brighi: yes 

Eva Brighi: its v cute 

— 

Eva Brighi renamed the group ok they were snuggling last night are we still in the relationship wilderness, who knows? day 1 

Chicco Rodi: sorry they were what last night 

#skam italia #incantava #eleonora sava #edoardo incanti #incantava fic #if it feels like crack it's bc it low-key is lmaooooo #this was fun to write tho I hope it makes sense and the plot line is easy enough to follow #my tags on ao3 are a lot more explanatory than here sorry about that

[greenlightfic]

Looking for a little bit of hope these days

 Sunday 10:21 – March 29, 2020 – I can feel your eyes in the back of my head

 Edoardo has been awake for the last ten minutes. To be fair, he didn’t do much of sleep, instead he tiredly drifted in and out of the haze the whole night. But now he is awake, fully awake.

He sits down covering his body with the sheets, already missing the warm his bed irradiated. Edo doesn’t know if Federico’s up already and he wonders if he should keep on ignoring him or simply talk to him. But talk to him about what exactly?

The tall guy sighs, brushing his big rebellious curls out of his forehead while he lays down again. It’s way too early for him to be this messed up. But it seems like Federico thinks otherwise because Edoardo hears a subtle knock on his door, followed by another one longer and louder.

“Buddy, are you awake?” Fede asks, and he could just ignore him, pretend he’s still asleep but he also knows that he can avoid him forever, not when they live together. So, Edoardo push the sheets away from him and walks to the door, opening it to find his best friend still wearing his pajamas and holding two cups of coffee.

Edoardo takes one, silently thanking his friend with a nod, and walks again to his bed, covering his legs and resting his back against the headboard. The skinny guys follow him close and sit in the opposite side of the bed, also covering himself with a blanket.

“I heard you coming home last night. Past midnight” Federico tries after his friend starts drinking.

“Yeah,” Edo looks at him above his mug, “Eleonora wasn’t feeling well so I just… stayed a little longer.”

“Why are you lying to me?” Fede suddenly asks with his forehead furrowed.

“What?” Edoardo replies with the same expression.

“Elia told me you almost got into a fight.” Federico waits for a second, expectant for his friend to defend himself. After Edoardo avoids his eyes, he decides to continue. “Are you gonna tell me what happened or you gonna keep ignoring me?” the boy demands.

“Don’t talk to me like that!” Edo protests.

“Like what?”

“Like you’re my father, waiting for me to confess some stupid shit”. He moves his hands angrily between them.

“Then don’t lie to me!” Federico says a little too loud. He sighs and massages the furrow away from his forehead. “I’m just trying to understand the situation here, man” he tries again, with a calm tone. “I see you talking with Alice, then I don’t see you anymore and then Elia tells me you almost got yourself into a fight. I’m just… worried”. Concern fills every corner of his face, and Edoardo hates him and loves him for that. Sometimes he wishes they weren’t so close, that Federico didn’t know him that well but he also knows he wouldn’t be himself without Federico.

Instead of keeping avoiding the topic, Edo chooses to talk to him, after all, he’s his best friend.

“Eleonora has a classmate, a douchebag. He was at the club and he tried…” There’s a word for that; he knows it. Both Sana and Eleonora had given them all enough lessons for him to understand the meaning of harassment but, for some reason, placing the situation into that word was harder than he could’ve imagine. “He tried to kiss her and to make her go home with him, even when she said she didn’t want to.” Edoardo is looking at his bed but still can feel Fede’s body tensing in front of him. “What happened?” the young man asks slow.

“Nothing. I saw her face and I walked to them. Ele told me I got in… just in time” he whispers the last words.

Federico pats his leg. “The hero”, the compliment makes Edoardo smiles down to his mug.

“What happened after that?” his best friend inquires, carefully.

“I drove her home”.

“And?”

“And she made tea”.

“And?”

“And she told me some things about her past and we hug and stayed like that until she was too tired to stay awake”. Edoardo closes his eyes for a second. He’s scared of looking at Federico, the excitement on his voice had grown so big Edoardo couldn’t tear his eyes away from his own hands.

As he predicted, the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes is Fede ginormous smile, it makes his eyes look very small.

“And?” Federico asks again, biting his bottom lip to hide his obvious smile.

“I came home” he shrugs.

“Edo!” his best friend hits his leg playfully.

“I don’t know, all right?” It’s now or never, Edo knows it. “It felt really, really nice to be with her like that…” Federico was back to smiling his brightest. “But” Edoardo holds up a finger, “but it’s just a crush, okay? I’ll go away as fast as it came”.

“You sure about that?” Federico isn’t smiling anymore.

“Yeah. She’s the first girl I’m actually close to and I just… mixed my feelings. It’s the same that happened with Nathan’s sister, remember?” he doesn’t wait for his friend’s confirmation. “We were kids and she was older, pretty and the first girl to actually talk to us so we all crushed so hard on her. This is the same”. He’s sure it isn’t the same, but he needs to believe it.

Federico isn’t looking at him any longer, he’s tracing with his finger the mug, thinking. Meanwhile, Edoardo’s heart is trying to come back to normal, saying all those thoughts out loud was easier than he thought but it also made them real, and he still isn’t sure if he wants them to be.

“Okay”. Federico says after a while.

“Okay?”

“Yeah, okay”, he shrugs. “If you think it isn’t worthy risking your friendship, I got your back. I think you should tell Ele how you feel but I won’t push you” he’s offering him a warm smile and Edoardo is so thankful for his existence at this moment.

“If I talk to her, everything changes and when the crush goes away it would be too late to repair our bond. I might ruin the whole group.

“Hey!” Federico’s looking at him with narrow eyes. “Don’t think about us, okay? We will be fine. Think about you. Do it, or not but not because of you, because of you, all right? I don’t want you to play the hero right now. Just… focus on you”. He sighs.

Edoardo doesn’t know how to answer to that so he just nods and extends his fist to Federico to bump his but the boy pushes it away and leans in to give Edo a one arm hug and he gratefully accepts it.

 Sunday 15:50 – March 29, 2920 – Will you be my future or just and escape?

 Edoardo is nervous. He was just fine ten minutes ago, studying in his bed, focusing on his work. But now he’s nervous.

Rocco told him Alice asked for his number and now he doesn’t know what to do. Does he contact her first? Does he pretend he doesn’t know? Does he ignore her? There are a thousand different scenarios playing on his mind right now and Edoardo isn’t sure of which one is worse.

His phone’s screen illuminates with an unknown number calling. It seems like Alice doesn’t want him to go through all those scenarios again. He accepts the call, if he wants to get over his crush, he gonna need some help.

Inhaling he places the phone on his left ear, resting his head against the headboard. “Hi?”

“Edoardo Incanti.” And his name in a pretty girl’s mouth triggers him and confident Edoardo’s back. He smiles. “I was waiting for your call”. He smirks and is sure Alice’s smiling, too.

“Why to expose me like that?” she laughs.

“Rocco’s my friend. We don’t keep secrets from each other”.

“Can’t wait to hear what you have to tell them about me”. Edoardo bits his bottom lip.

“Good things only, I’m sure”. Alice laughs softly in the other line and Edoardo takes his opportunity. If he wants to get over his crush, he needs to act, now. “But…” he starts sitting straight. “If you want to make sure we could meet tonight. You know, so you can tell me what I can and cannot tell my friends”. Alice’s silence for a few seconds and Edoardo can hear her walking around a room.

“And where would this meeting take place?” she’s playing it cool. Two can play this game, Edo thinks.

“There’s a bar a couple of blocks away from my house. You interest?” It’s a clear invitation to more than just a few drinks and Edoardo smiles brightly when Alice accepts it.

“21:00? Is it okay to you?” she asks low.

“It’s perfect for me. I’ll send you the address in a second, all right?” he’s resting against the headboard again, relaxed.

“Okay. See you tonight, Edo” he bets she’s laying down.

“See you tonight”. He hangs up and rubs his hands together.

“Fede!”. He youths calling his friend.

A minute after, his door opens. “What?” Federico asks walking to his bed.

“I need you out tonight” Edoardo lifts his brows with intention but his best friend looks at him with confusion. “Oh, God!” he covers his mouth with both hands. “Ele?” he asks smiling and Edoardo’s stomach sinks. “No”. it’s the only thing he says.

“Did Alice text you? Fede tries again, cautiously.

“Yeah” Edoardo says less enthusiastic. “We’re going out tonight and I thought, you know, to have the house alone, in case, you know…” he’s rambling looking at his hand. The excitement he felt when he hung up left his body the moment Eleonora was mentioned.

“Yeah, of course” Federico’s speaking loudly. “Yes, man” he smiles. “I’ll cuddle with Chicco” he jokes, lighting up the mood. “You have fun” Fede smiles warm and if Edoardo didn’t know him the way he does that would’ve been it. But he knows it, and he can see the concern on Federico’s eyes and his stomach drops again.

 Sunday 22:02 – March 29, 2020 – You never get to heaven in a night like this

 Edoardo closes the door, turning the lights on. “Where’s Federico? Alice asks looking at him with a grin from head to toe.

“Not here” Edoardo answers, smirking smugly. Alice smiles back and waits for Edoardo to close the small distance between their bodies, and Edoardo does it, gladly. He knew they would end up here when Alice decided to sit in the bar, too close to each other, and automatically played with their feet before they even finished their first drink.

He wants it. He wants this. Alice rapidly pushes his jacket off and, after throwing it somewhere away from them, Edoardo’s hands find the girl’s back and they start waking. Alice’s moving backwards, letting the tall boy guide her through the corridor to his room.

Edoardo kicks the door shut, pulling the girl’s blouse up. He usually takes it slow, but he hasn’t been with someone in way too long and it seems like Alice doesn’t want it slow, either. His mouth falls open when he sees the tiny green lace bra. He sure wants it, and his jeans are feeling too tight already. He turns the lights on and walks closer to Alice again, instinctively placing his hands on her bare skin, stroking her side.

“The lights” she murmurs kissing the sensitive skin around his ear, pushing him to lay on top of her. Edoardo tries to ask what she means but a groan is the only sound that his mouth produces when she pulls out his hair. “The lights” she repeats, breathing from her mouth while Edo kisses her jaw. “I light the lights off” she holds his face between her hands and kisses him passionately. Edoardo breaks the kiss and quickly does as he was asked. When he comes back to his bed Alice’s kissing him again and he holds her tight, trying to push the thought of a pair of green eyes watching him in the dark away.

 Monday 17:30 – March 30, 2020 – I’m chemically drawn closer to you

 “So, did you have a ‘boy night’, last night?”

“Hm? Edoardo asks closing his notebook.

“The boy night” Eleonora repeats ducking her head to meet his eyes. “I saw Chicco story” she smiles.

“Oh, that” he says looking at her. They’re in her house, on the kitchen table, each one of them focused of their respective homework or at least Edoardo was until her question pushed him back to reality. “I… I didn’t go” he avoids her eyes and decides to play with his pencil instead.

“Why not? Weren’t you feeling all right? She asks closing her book, giving him all of her attention. Eleonora, sweet Eleonora, always caring too much about everybody. Constantly making sure those around her are okay. Which makes lying harder. Edoardo feels like shit lying to her but he can’t tell her the truth. He can’t tell her he spent the night with someone he never even mentioned before. So, he chooses to lie and feel awful about it. “No, I mean, I just felt a little cold and with a headache.” He looks at their empty mugs. “I had to study anyway, so I just stayed home.”

“Do you feel better now? When he looks up, she’s smiling so warm that his heart skips a beat.

“Yeah, it’s probably a cold or something” he shrugs “Nothing to worry about”.

Eleonora scans his face with narrowed eyes. “If you still feel like this in three days, I’m taking you to the doctor” she half jokes holding a finger up.

“I’ll keep you updated” he suggests smiling fondly.

“Deal.” Eleonora offers him her hand to shake. He takes it and places his other hand on top of hers, feeling goosebumps in his back.

The bell rings. Eleonora’s hand disappears from his grip. “It’s probably Eva” she guesses standing up.

Edoardo stands up after she starts walking and rest his long body against the room’s entrance, watching her.

“What are you doing here?” Eleonora interrogates someone Edo can’t see.

“Hi, ragno, I missed you too” A guy replies making his entrance to Ele’s home and Edoardo quickly recognizes him. Filippo Sava. He throws his arms around Eleonora and lifts her up a few centimeters. She smiles and he spins with her still on his arms. They meet eyes and Edoardo feels dizzy.

“Edoardo Incanti” Filippo places Eleonora back on her feet and walks to him with an arm extended. “What a surprise to find you in my little sister’s home” he smiles brightly and Edoardo clumsily shakes his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“Filippo” Eleonora walks to them. “What are you doing here?” She’s using a tone Edoardo only remember her using it with Martino and the scenario makes him smile.

“I have a few days off”.

“What did Elia tell you?” Ele crosses her arm.

“Is there something he has to tell me?” Filippo smiles fades away and concern covers his face. “Or maybe something he hasn’t?” When his forehead’s furrowed, he looks more like his sister, Edoardo thinks observing him. “Eleonora.” He demands impatiently.

“There’s nothing to say” she scoffs with shaky voice. “Why aren’t you with him?” she asks, changing the topic.

Edoardo watches Filippo scan his sister face for a few seconds and then drift his eyes to him again.

“No way I’m gonna show up on my boyfriend’s door looking like this, ragno” he points at his body. “I gotta take a quick shower, a nap and then I’ll be ready. You gotta keep the magic alive. Don’t you think, Edoardo?” Filippo raises a brow to him.

“Uh… yeah” Edo clears his throat. “Yeah, I mean, I think Elia would be happy to see you, despite your look but it’s nice from you to… want to look handsome for me?” Edoardo isn’t sure if what he’s saying makes any sense and Filippo amused smile only confuses him more.

“I like you”. Filippo winks an eye to him. “So, tell me, what are your intentions with my little sister?” Filo’s invading Edoardo’s personal space and the tall boy thinks how different from one another these siblings are.

“Filippo” Eleonora slaps his arm.

“Yes, ragno?” he replies innocently.

“Didn’t you want to take a shower?”

“Oh, no. I can do that later” he waves her away from him. “I’m having a conversation with my friend Edoardo here”. Edo laughs, what else can he do?

“Filippo” he’s sure he had never seen her this irritated.

“What?” Filo turns to face her.

“Stop”.

“I’m just trying to get to know your friend, Ele” he puts too much emphasis into the word ‘friend’ for it to sound casual. “What’s your Hogwarts house? Filippo askes him intertwining his fingers.

“Okay” Eleonora closes her eyes briefly and fixes her hair. “I can make Giovanni and Luca to leave the house alone for Elia tonight” she steps closer. “Or I can make sure they don’t leave Elia’s side the whole night” Eleonora smiles with narrowed eyes.

Edoardo’s having the time of his life. He had never seen Eleonora like this and the way Filippo reacts to each word that come out of her with his whole body is surprisingly entertained. Edo knows he should leave but he’s having too much fun right now.

After a few seconds of silence Filippo turns to him. “I’ll be here a week; we will meet again” he squeezes Edoardo’s shoulder and turns to the opposite direction, heading to the bathroom and taking his suitcase in the way.

Once the older guy disappears from their sight Eleonora’s head falls against Edoardo’s arm. “I’m sorry” she murmurs.

“It’s okay” he says laughing. “He’s funny”.

“No, he’s not” she replies and Edoardo can feel her pouting. His hand find the back of her head and he plays with her hair lightly. “It’s fine. I like him” he assures her grinning and he swears he feels her smiling against his skin.

#skam italia

[sabrinaacarpenters]

I don’t plan on kissing anyone else

a/n: it’s been a while since I’ve last written fanfiction, so any errors are due to that. I hope you will love this little reimagining of how I wished today’s clip would’ve turned out. ao3

Saturday 17:52

Eleonora woke up to a loud knock coming from their front door. She had been home for a few hours now and she was desperate to avoid Filippo as long as she could – she knew his brother would realize in 5 seconds that she had spent the night at Edoardo’s and he would tease her for weeks about it. Her strategy seemed to have worked so far – Filo did not wake her up so she was safe. For now.

But when she hears the knocking again, she knows she has two options: she goes to open the door -risking meeting Filo – or she asks him to open the door, which once again would mean her brother would know she is awake and he could question her about last night.

“Filo, could you open the door?’ She decides on the latter ‘I’m still in bed’ she shouts and hopes that his brother heard it. She really isn’t in the mood to meet anyone.

‘Ciao Filo’ she hears Eva voice from the hall. Shit. Shit.She hoped she could tell Filo that she slept at Eva’s after all and save herself from his interrogation about Edoardo Incanti and his shitty hair.

Eleonora storms out of her room with no plan, desperately trying to stop the inevitable from happening.

‘Ele, hi’ Eva kisses her cheek as Eleonora walks over to the hall ‘I’m so sorry for taking your staff, everything was super hectic and I couldn’t find you but I didn’t want to leave your phone and keys just lying there’ Eva explains.

‘It’s fine, thanks for bringing it’ Eleonora loves Eva but God, how she wishes she could just kick her out right now before she says anything else. She sneaks a glance at Filo at she can already see he made a million theories on her previous night now that he knows that she didn’t sleep over at Eva’s.

‘No, it’s not, I mean how did you even get home without money and your phone?’ no no no This is it: no turning back, she is busted.

‘So you didn’t sleep at Eva’s place?’ As soon as Filo utters the question, two expectant pairs of eyes look at Eleonora. She wants to come up with a lie, desperate to keep her night with Edoardo all to herself; she wants to keep the image of him singing to her all to herself, and how he almost kissed her twice ... but fuckwhy is she still thinking about him right now when this whole mess is because of him?

‘Ele?’ Eva looks at her expecting to wait an answer and she knows she can’t lie her way out of this.

‘Don’t be mad’ she looks at them hesitantly ‘but I slept at Edoardo’s place’ she closes her eyes for a second because she is so afraid of the reaction she is about to receive.

‘You what?’

‘Jesus Christ Ele’ Eleonora can’t read Eva’s emotions. Is she disappointed? Of course she is; Silvia is their best friend and she just spent the night with the boy she’s been in love with for over a year now ‘and I actually believed you don’t like him for a second hah’ Eva is laughing. No, she’s screaming and Filippo looks like he’s in shock. This is a disaster.

‘Well, now you know, so goodbye then’ Ele storms back to her room; she is mortified. She can’t decide what’s worse: Eva laughing at her or Filippo being speechless which for sure is a first.

‘So, I guess you don’t find his hair so shitty anymore’ Filo walks into her room and Eva follows. Great, she liked it better when he didn’t speak.

‘Oh, save it, it’s not like I had another choice’ she knows it’s a lie and what worse is that Filo knows it’s a lie; but she couldn’t leave after he sang to her. He just showed her his most vulnerable side and she wantedto stay.

‘Please’ now Filo laughs at her as well ‘I even offered to come and pick you up’ Eva raises her brows and Eleonora wishes she could hide under her blanket and not come out for a year – or however long it will take for Eva and Filo to forget about this conversation ‘Now spill’ Filippo sits on the bed and taps for Eva to join him ‘I need to know how the great Edoardo Incanti managed to woo my little sister in a few hours’

Eleonora knows that she should tell them the truth, Filippo is his brother, she knows she can trust him with anything and Eva is her best friend. But God, why is it so hard to start speaking? It’s not like Edoardo wooed her for real, nothing happened between them, she just slept over, so why is she afraid? She takes a deep breath and decides that she will only tell the bare minimum just to get them to shut up ‘First of all, he did not woo me’ she starts but she isn’t sure that Eva and Filo are the ones she wants to convince; maybe she wants to convince herself of this ‘But he was really helpful when I told her that Eva left with my shit, and while we waited for Filo to call me back he stayed and made some tea instead of leaving to go to Eur with the boys’ she sighs, checking to see if they’re convinced yet. No way in hell will she tell them about him singing; she is not willing to share that with anyone, not even with the people closest to her ‘I was really tired by the time you called and he was nice all evening so I figured I would just stay there’ Eleonora stops and waits for their response, but there isn’t any. Shit, they aren’t convinced ‘That’s all’ she decides she is not going to say any more, she doesn’t care how hard they try to grill her.

Filippo and Eva look at each other with a knowing smirk ‘Okay, let’s say we believe you for now’ Filo winks at him and Eleonora hits him with her pillow.

They don’t talk about Edoardo anymore, for which Eleonora is eternally grateful, but Eva stays over and tells her about her talk with Gio and Sofia – at least as much as she can remember, but she thinks these few memories are awkward enough; and Filo tells them about some guy he hooked up with the previous night.

Tuesday 13:15

She managed to avoid Silvia whole Monday – she was still feeling guilty. She went to Edo’s party with the sole purpose of comforting Silvia, instead she ate cookies with Edoardo Incanti and slept in hisbed in hisleather jacket. But on Tuesday she isn’t as lucky, they’re having lunch together with the girls so of course Silvia’s there and she’s been rambling about something for ten minutes, but Eleonora couldn’t care less; her mind was still wandering around Edoardo and his text from yesterday I dreamt of you last night.Oh, how she wanted to know what that dream was about but she did not dare to answer: she was too afraid of what the outcome would be if they started texting each other, so she chose to ignore his text. But that didn’t mean she could forget about it.

‘So I bought ten tickets for a hundred euros’ Silvia goes on with her tale and Sana gasps ‘It was fucking expensive but the more money the bigger chance right?’ Eleonora looks up when she hears a hundred euros. What tickets are she talking about?

‘What tickets?’ she asks and Silvia looks at her dumbfounded

‘Ele where are you? I’ve been talking about this for the last 10 minutes‘ Silvia shakes her head at her disapprovingly ‘After Edo’s party ended the boys went to Eur but they were so drunk they trashed the place’ Silvia pulls out her phone and shows Eleonora a video in which Chicco Rodi is breaking bottles on a barstool. Charming. ‘They have to pay 5000 euros, so they’re holding a party to raise the money’

‘And why on Earth did you buy 10 tickets?’ Eleonora is seriously concerned with Silvia now – something is obviously not right in her head.

‘Because the winner gets to kiss one of the villa boys’ Silvia says with a squealing voice ‘And it’s practically charity so’

‘Uhm, it’s not a charity if they’re collecting the money for their own stupidity and recklessness’ Eleonora replies ‘And who do you want to kiss anyways’ please don’t say Edoardo, please don’t say Edoardo, Ele thinks as a mantra, but she knows Silvia too well so when she says ‘Well Edoardo of course’ she is not even surprised. Pissed for sure, but not surprised.

‘But his name hasn’t been announced yet though’ Silvia continues with a sad smile and Eleonora’s heart starts beating faster. So there is still hope that she doesn’t have to see Edoardo kiss someone else. Not like she cares or wants to go the party anyway. And definitely not like she would want to kiss him herself.

‘What do you mean not announced yet?’ Eva asks and she looks at Ele from the corner of her eye. Eleonora knows Eva doesn’t really care, she is only asking it for her; but she’s afraid that Silvia will notice Eva looking at her with a knowing smirk so she kicks her under the table to look away.

‘Well, in the event of Facebook they wrote there will be a winner for Nathan, Fede, Rocco Martucci and another person but they will only announce that on Wednesday’ Silvia explains ‘But I mean it’s obviously Edoardo, who else could it be?’ She giggles.

‘Anyone else? It’s not like he is the only boy left in this school’ Sana tries to shut Silvia down and Ele is super grateful, even though she cannot really thank her. She wants this conversation to be over and she wants Silvia’s stupid crush to be over.

‘But he’s the hottest boy of the school’ Silvia argues. That’s it, Eleonora’s had enough so she stands up and starts to pack up the rest of her lunch; she wants to tell Silvia that it’s never going to happen, Edoardo will never like her the way she wants to and she should save herself from the heartbreak; but as she looks down at Silvia who looks at her with innocent eyes she can’t. She can’t tell her any of it and she knows she can’t risk getting closer to Edoardo, no matter how faster her heart beats every time his name is mentioned.

‘I forgot to write my homework and I have History’ she starts to leave ‘See you after class’ she doesn’t look back; she can’t see Silvia talking about Edoardo with love in her eyes one more time or she will go crazy.

She goes back into the building but she doesn’t go into the classroom yet, she lied about her homework not being done so with nothing to do really, she sits down on the window sill and plugs her earphones in. She puts on Creep by Radiohead for the millionth time since Friday night, but no matter how many times she listens to it, it’s never going to be as good and breathtaking as when Edoardo sang it just for her. She closes her eyes and imagines that he’s there again, looking deep into her eyes, holding his guitar and sings to her when she hears someone cough next her. She opens her eyes and she is not sure if she is going insane or it’s her eyes playing tricks on her but it’s Edoardo standing it front of her, smiling at her sheepishly. ‘Ciao’ that’s all he says. Eleonora looks around to make sure there is no one in the hallway ‘Hi’ she replies and smiles at him.

‘Are you coming to the party Friday?’ Edoardo sits on the window sill, awfully close to her; their arms brush against each other and Eleonora can only hope that he doesn’t notice how her breath hitches in her throat and a blush creeps up her neck. But then she remembers Silvia and the possibility of Edoardo kissing someone and her blood begins to boil – how dare he come here and act nice, when he is about auction himself off? As if last Friday only meant something to her …

‘No’ she practically spats out the one-word answer. She can’t help being furious even though as far as she knows Edoardo did nothing wrong, but she can’t shake the thought of Edoardo with someone. No way she’s jealous though; it’s not like she is actually interested in him.

‘Why?’

‘Because I’m not interested in seeing you auction yourselves off’ when she sees Edoardo’s confused face she becomes even angrier at him and at herself as well ‘It’s basically prostitution’ she raises her eyebrow at him, waiting for an answer.

But only laughter comes ‘Wait, you think I’m the surprise person?’ he looks like he’s having the time of his life and Eleonora is about to go mad from his reaction. Why on Earth is he laughing at her?

‘Well, aren’t you?’ She retorts

‘How about a deal?’ Eleonora is already afraid of this; their last deal resulted in their date, which was way better than she ever hoped ‘I tell you if it’s me if you tell me why you care’

‘Who says I care?’ she hopes Edoardo can’t see through this blatant lie, but oh, this is not her day, so he obviously can.

‘I think you even care a bit too much for someone who is adamant on not being interested in me’ Eleonora looks down, she cannot look him in the eyes because she knows he would see straight through her cover; he would realize that he actually hit the nail on the head with this one, because he is absolutely right. She cares too much. She is jealous. And that’s a problem because she shouldn’t care and she definitely shouldn’t be this jealous.

Edoardo hand suddenly touches her chin, raising her head and she finds herself face to face with him; as she looks at him, she feels like the whole word disappears and there is only the two of them. She just hopes he feels the same. He starts to lean and oh God is he about to kiss her? And would she let him? ‘Don’t worry’ he whispers to her ear ‘I don’t plan on kissing anyone else’ he plants a delicate kiss on her cheek. Her breath hitches, she feels like her heart is beating in her throat and her stomach is full of fluttering butterflies. As she comes down from cloud nine, she sees that he is about to walk away from her and the hallway is filled with people – she was so captivated by him, she didn’t even hear the bell.

‘Wait’ she says ‘Who is the mystery person then?’ but Edoardo doesn’t answer only winks at her and walks away. She has the biggest smile on her face as she goes into her classroom.

Saturday 19:50

The villa boys are supposed to post who the mystery boy is Silvia might kiss at eight o’clock; Edoardo has been texting Eleonora nonstop since their encounter the previous day, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get him to tell her about the surprise person. At 19:58 she sees that Edoardo sent her an image; as she opens it, she sees that it’s the announcement that’s about to be put on the Facebook event: it’s a picture of Chicco Rodi with the words surprise written above his head.

Two minutes laughter she’s still laughing when she sees Silvia’s text to Le Matte: ‘Fucking Chicco Rodi, I can’t believe it’

If you got this far: thank you for reading it i love you, and I will be eternally grateful if you share it any way :) 

#skam italia #incantava #eleonora sava #edoardo incanti #fanfic #skamit #might upload to ao3 later

[all-things-skam]

34, 43, 52 Incantava

Edoardo’s reaction to the sexual assault

Hi, can I get a scene where Filippo let Edoardo in like in OG?

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34. ‘‘I’m not leaving until I know what’s going on.’‘

43. ‘’Don’t fucking lie to me!’‘

52. ‘‘I’m not mad, I’m fucking furious.’‘

Title: 

Ship: Skam Italia | Eleonora Sava and Edoardo Incanti (Incantava)

Despite his sister's plea to tell Edoardo that she was feeling ill and had a fever, Filippo let him in their apartment. Eleonora had her back to him, unable to look at Edoardo in the eyes after seeing what Andrea had sent her. She felt sick to her stomach at idea of being naked in front of Edoardo's brother, imagining the worse, not remembering anything after downing that drink.

''Do you plan on turning over or will I have to stare at your back all evening?'' Edoardo asked the brunette, sitting on the edge of her bed for ten minutes.

Feeling the bed shift behind her, she gripped her comforter tighter. ''Ele.'' He leaned over her shoulder and kissed it through the thin sleeping shirt she was wearing.

As much as she wanted to lean into his touch, she refrained herself to. ''Don't touch me. You're gonna catch my fever.''

''You don't have a fever.''

''I do.''

Edoardo sighed, sitting with his back against the headboard. ''Filippo told me you haven't left your room all weekend and you didn't come to school today. Is something up?'' he asked gently, being his caring self with her.

''I told you, I have a fever. Now, can you go? I'll see you at school tomorrow.''

Even though Edoardo didn't want to make everything revolve about him, he wasn't stupid. Her behavior was easy to read.

''You can tell what you want to your brother, but I know it's not a fever that you have. Cut the bullshit, Ele.'' Edoardo's voice was firm but still soft. ''You said you wanted to be with me but you ignored me all weekend. I won't be mad if you changed your mind, but please, tell me. You once said to me that it wasn't okay to play with people's heart and feelings, to lead them on, I return you the words. If you don't want to talk to me or be with me anymore, just say so and I'll leave you alone.''

Eleonora shut her eyes, biting down her lip. He got it all wrong but, she couldn't tell him the truth, could she? He'd be crushed to know that his brother ruined another of his relationship.

''I...I'm tired, Edo. Can we talk about this tomorrow?''

''No. I'm not leaving until I know what's going on.''

''Nothing is going on! I'm sick and I-'' She stopped herself, the words being blocked, unable to be come out. ''I think I was sexually assaulted by your brother.''

Edoardo's face blanched. ''What did you just say?''

She rolled over, exposing her dark circles and trembling lip to Edoardo, showing her vulnerable side. ''Don't make me say it again,'' she begged.

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Eleonora had never seen Edoardo this angry. If she thought he had been violent during the fight with the Giochi Square guys, she had seen nothing. He was protective of his friends and even more of his girlfriend. Andrea was in for a ride in hell for taking advantage of Eleonora while intoxicated and taking pictures of her naked without her consent.

As Edoardo sped off to his house, Eleonora tried to dissuade him from going after his brother but, it was too late, Edoardo had already made his mind.

Pulling in the driveway, he didn't bother cutting the contact and exited the car, heading inside.

''Edoardo!'' Ele called, running after him, half dressed in her pajama and socks.

When Edoardo got up from her bed and left her apartment, saying something about having business to take care of, she put two and two together and followed after him, getting in the car just in time before he drove off.

Eleonora stopped herself at the Incanti's doorstep, legs trembling as she remembered the last time she was here. Flashes of waking up in a bed, extremely confused and naked with other people, Andrea's hand on her shoulder clouded her mind. Closing her eyes, Ele tried to chase the memories and focus on her breathing, repeating herself that she was safe, that Edoardo was here and wouldn't let Andrea approach her again.

From outside, you could hear some shouting coming from the two brothers. Carefully, Eleonora wandered inside the villa, following the voices.

''Why are you so mad? Take a chill pill, bro.''

''I'm not mad, I'm fucking furious. Are you done trying to ruin my relationships? Stealing Camila from me was shitty but this is fucking sick. What is wrong in your psycho mind?''

''I didn't do anyhting. Calm down-'' Andrea denied, playing the innocent card.

Edoardo grabbed Andrea by the collar of his shirt and backed him against the wall of the living area, cutting him off mid-sentence. ''Don't fucking lie to me!''

A shiver ran through Eleonora's body, gasping at the anger in Edo's voice. Despite Edoardo's frightening anger, she wasn't scared of his, she was scared of what could happen. She remembered him taking a chair and smashing it on that guy's back when Federico was in distress and called for his help. Edoardo has no limit when it comes to protecting and defending the ones he loves.

A thudding sound followed by a low grunt pulled Eleonora from her thoughts. She hurried across the house, coming to a halt when entering the living area, seeing blood dripping from Andrea's nose and Edoardo's hand raised, jam clenched, ready to throw another punch.

''Edoardo!''

Andrea's gaze fell on her. ''Eleonora, is it? Good to see you again,'' he said with a creepy smile which didn't go unnoticed by his little brother.

''Go back in the car, Ele.''

''Edoardo, please, don't do this. I know you want him to pay for what he did to me but-''

''Ele, please, go and wait safely in the car.''

This time, she went and didn't protest but not without having an idea in mind. Kneeling on the passenger seat, the brunette searched for Edoardo's phone, having left hers in her room, and send Federico a message.

Fede: Hi. This is Eleonora. Edoardo got into a fight with his brother and I'm scared of what he can do. Please come over.

Knees pulled to her chest, Eleonora tried to calm down, her heart beating fast behind her ribcage. Her eyes were fixated on Edo's phone, waiting for a response from Federico. If anyone could resonate with Edoardo while he was in this state, it was him. And, he could handle the situation better than her in case things got out of hands.

The car door opened and closed, making Ele jump.

''Hey... It's me.''

She sighed in relief, seeing Edoardo in the driver seat. ''I called Fede.''

Edoardo furrowed his eyebrows. ''What for?''

''I was scared for you, I didn't know what else to do or how to help...''

''Thanks. I was scared too,'' he admitted, eyes casted down. Eleonora reached for his hands, squeezing, noticing a bit of bruising forming on his knuckles. ''I didn't hit him again. I wanted to but, I didn't. I told him to pack his bags and never come back.''

Ele nodded, proud of him for controlling his impulses. ''Are you going to tell Fede what happen? I must've confused him when I sent that message.''

''No. He doesn't need to know.'' He shook his head. ''I'll just tell him to wait and make sure my brother leaves. I don't think I'll be able to control myself if I see him again.''

''Okay.''

Edoardo reached over the gearshift and pressed his forehead against hers, dark irises searching for her clear, green ones. ''I'm sorry you had to go through this, Ele.'' He kissed her forehead tenderly. ''I promise he'll never put a hand on you again.''

She closed her eyes, a teal falling down her cheek. Edoardo wiped it with his thumb and kissed her forehead again.

#incantava #edoardo incanti #eleonora sava #skam italia #skamit #edoardo x eleonora #incantava prompt #incantava fic

[the-body-remembers]

i messed up

honestly I was just going to post this when the chat appeared

summary: After shit went down with his brother Edo shows up at Eleonoras apartment to explain everything.

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Eleonora stared at the ceiling. She hadn't shifted her position since she came home from Edoardo. Edoardo. It hurt thinking about him. It was one thing to say that she was not his girlfriend. They hadn't done that talk yet. But it was a completely other thing to ask her to leave when his brother wasn't around anymore. She gave him a chance to explain, but he simply tossed it away.

A tear streamed down her face. Maybe it was huge mistake to give in. Maybe she really was nobody to him. But she saw the change in his eyes when he saw his brother. He looked angry and hurt. Also, his brother called her hot. What kind of brother does that?

Eleonora pressed her lips together and sighed. A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Without giving her chance to answer the door opened and Filo came into her room. "Can you please knock?" She asked, but her voice sounded weak. "I did." Filo retorted. "We already had that conversation." "What happened with Edoardo?" he asked directly. "Nothing. Why with Edoardo?" Filo raised his eyebrows. "Because he is standing outside of our door." "What??" Eleonora sat straight up. "He is literally begging me to let him in."

Eleonora got up from her bed, walked to the front door and opened it. The case was as Filo said. Edoardo Incanti was in front of her apartment. "What are you doing here?" she asked with a cold voice. He nervously tapped with his foot. "Can I come in?" "Depends." "On what?" "If you going to treat me like shit again." She said and looked him straight into his eyes. "I wanted to talk about that. Can I please come in?"

Eleonora guided him in, right into her room where Filo was still sitting. "Could you maybe leave us alone?" She asked her brother, who looked at her with a smug smile and then left the room. " I'm listening."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." Edoardo said putting his hands into his pockets. "What exactly? I can't remember. The fact that you said I was not your girlfriend or the fact that you wanted me to leave? Because both hurt." Her voice was harsh and cut into Edoardos heart. He stared at her and she stared back. "I am sorry for everything. For how it ended." He said sincerely.

"You should be. Because I felt like trash. What I am asking you, Edoardo Incanti, is why? The last days were like living in a happy bubble and now I am what exactly to you? Nothing?" Eleonoras voice cracked at the last word. She wanted to be anything to Edoardo but not nothing. "Everything." She saw his hand twitching like he wanted to touch her, but he kept it to himself. "Ele you are everything to me." "Then why?"

"Because..." He took a deep breath. "...you don't know my brother. He is everything you thought I was, but way worse. Everytime I had something he had wanted it too. You know that my mum died. He played a huge role on her death. She had cancer and one day she passed out in his arms. But he didn't call a doctor. He was 15. He should have known. She passed away in his arms. I hate him for that. I hate for all the pain I had because of him." He shed a tear. Eleonora reached out and whipped it away. "If he knows what you mean to me, he would try to take you away from me. He could take anything but not you."

Eleonora closed her eyes to let the words sink in. They have been together for a few days, but hearing these words let her heart beat faster. Suddenly she didn't feel any anger anymore for the boy standing in front of her. He had wanted to protect her. And she appreciated that more than anything. "Thank you for trying to protect me. But next time explain immediately." He nodded. "Will do."

Then Eleonora pulled him into a hug. He nuzzled his head into her neck and breathed in her scent. "I missed you!" "Its been 5 hours Edo." Eleonora laughed and got out of the hug. "Can't a boy miss his girl?" Eleonora raised her eyebrows. "I am not mad anymore, but I would have stayed at yours if it wasn't for you. Or your brother," she adds. "I got it now. I messed up." He looked at her with wide grin. Eleonoras heart began to race. It was nearly impossible to love his smile so much.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked politely. Eleonora bit her lower lip and nodded. Another grin spread across Edoardos face. He cupped her face with his hands and slowly brought it to his. When their lips touched Eleonora knew she made the right decision on Friday. Her heart was an explosion of emotions. The kiss tasted sweet and she imagined she tasted Pistachio in his mouth. Or didn't she imagine it? She pulled away to look at Edoardo with judgemental expression. "Did you eat the ice cream without me?" He held his arms up in defence. "I heard ice cream is good to get over worries."

"Youuu..." Eleonora tried to tickle Edoardo but he was faster and ran away. So she tried to chase him in her room. After some time they faced eachother from each side of the bed. Edoardo tried to fake a movement to the side and Ele believed him. It ended with him laughing about the fact that she believed it. But with a jump over the bed she finally got him and tickled him until he couldn't breath anymore. "Mercy please!" He said holding up his arms. "Ok. Under one condition." "And that would be?" "You buy a new bowl and then we eat it together!" He nodded and then pulled her closer to him.

"I am really sorry again for this afternoon." Without responding she kissed him. First slow and then with more passion. Edoardos hands rested on her waist and she played with his hair. This moment was just for them, special in its very own way. Nobody would interrupt- "Oh I am sorry!"

Eleonora looked up to see Filo standing in the door. "Filo, what did we say about knocking?" "I just wanted to make sure Edoardo doesn't hurt you." "I would never hurt her." It came from under Eleonora. "At least not with anything else than words." Filo nodded in understandment. "So everything is alright I guess?" "Yes Filo and now go." "Edoardo, Ele needs dick! She needs-" Edo couldn't understand the rest of it because Eleonora slammed the door shut.

"Sorry for that. He is just so annoying." "Better than mine..." Eleonora layed herself next to him and played with his curls. "Better than yours." After a while of laying next to eachother Eleonora suddenly asks: "I think it would be better if you stay here tonight instead of going back to your house where your crazy ass brother is waiting." "I thought you'd never ask!" With that, Edoardo pulled Eleonora into a sweet but still passionate kiss. And Eleonora what ever would come next, together they would master it.

#skam italia #incantava #incantava fanfic #incantava fic #skam italia fanfic #skam italia fic #a little fix it #it kinda healed my heart writing this but just kinda

[dylanobrienisbatman]

Of Coffee. Of Leather. Of Kisses.

Eleonora wakes up in Edoardo's bed, in his house, remembering the night before. He makes her coffee, he drives her home, and she tries to sleep a little, but her mind is full of thoughts of him, of them... of what might have been.

[I’ve never written for Incantava before, but I needed to fill in what happened after their sleepover, so this is that! Hope you like it!]

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She hadn’t slept much.

The jeans, the leather jacket, curled on top of the blankets.

She’d like to blame it on that.

Instead of on the sounds he kept making.

The way he smelled.

The warmth she could feel even through the pillow barrier.

The way his arm slung over in his sleep and she felt his fingertips brush against the back of her neck.

The way she didn’t move, just let herself feel his skin against hers.

The way her heart was pounding all night long.

She’d like to blame it on her clothes, instead of on Edoardo Incanti.

He got up before her, and she let him think she was asleep.

Let him dress in quiet, pulling on sweat pants.

She peaked through her lashes long enough to see him standing in the doorway, his hands tucked into his pockets, his curls a mess.

Looking at her.

A smile over his lips, soft and easy.

He walked out, and she opened her eyes, staring at the spot he left empty.

Her heart kept beating hard in her chest.

She waited 20 minutes, laying in his bed, until the smell of espresso wafted through the house.

She walked into the kitchen, tucking her hair behind her ears, trying to bite the smile away through the inside of her cheeks when he pushed a coffee across the table at her.

He had a croissant, but there wasn’t one for her. She saw the extra, sitting on the counter on a napkin.

She eyed it, her stomach rumbling like a traitor. She didn't say anything.

“Thank you.” She whispered, settling into the seat across from him, tucking her legs up under her.

He nodded, a cheeky grin, tipping his head down like he was hiding from her.

Part of her wished he didn’t do that.

She silenced that part of her harshly, and sipped her coffee.

He drove her home, after the coffee was gone and the house was quieter somehow, quieter even then the night before.

The day and the light of the sun crept into the space, and she felt it go quieter.

They pulled up to her house, and she sat, looking at his hand resting on the centre consul between them.

She tucked her hair behind her ears again, trying to find something to do with her hands, so that he wouldn’t see her flex them.

Wouldn’t know she was imagining what it would be like to hold his hand.

“Are you going to get out?” He teased, echoing his own words from their… date.

“Yes.” She whispered. “Thank you. For… everything.” She looked up, meeting his eyes.

She fought the urge to look away, his brown eyes burning into her.

“Of course.”

She smiled, and his face split into a smile so warm she could almost feel it, radiating from him.

She opened the door, climbing out of his car and walking up the stoop.

She had called Filo when they left, and he had texted Edo saying he was downstairs.

He would be waiting for her to knock.

She lifted her hand, and couldn’t.

Not yet.

She turned around, and Edoardo was still parked, watching her.

She expected him to look away, to drive off.

To hide from her.

But he didn’t.

He smiled, gazing at her from the street, and waved a little.

She smiled back, and knocked, her back still to the door.

The door opened, to a smirking Filo, and when she turned around to face him she heard Edoardo’s car drive away.

She didn’t look.

But she wanted to.

Filo teased her, all the way up the stairs, and into the house, all the way to the door of her bedroom, before she closed the door in his face, and stood in her room.

She wrapped her arms around her self, and the creak of the leather made her look down at herself.

She was still wearing his leather jacket.

She thought about coffee, and the drive over.

He had to have noticed, but he hadn’t said a word.

She had been too in a daze to really pay attention.

She pulled it close around her, his soft smell all around him.

She stripped off her jeans, and reluctantly pulled off the jacket and laid it on her bed, taking off her sweater. She took a makeup wipe to her face, and pulled on a t-shirt, preparing to sleep her Saturday away.

She turned to her bed, staring at the jacket.

She shouldn’t put it back on.

She needed to sleep, and a leather jacket wasn’t the way to do that.

She pulled it on anyway, pulling it around herself, wrapping herself in his smell.

Edoardo Incanti.

He had gotten under her skin.

He had taken care of her.

And not just by letting her call her brother.

He had fussed over her, offering her cookies and snacks, making her tea, letting her sleep at his house, and in his own bed.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had been taken care of.

She crawled into her bed, and it smelled like her, and she felt… disappointed.

She pulled the jacket up to her nose, closing her eyes and breathing him in.

She jolted back to the moment in his bedroom, before she had climbed into his bed.

He had been leaving the room, walking away, with nothing more than a goodnight.

No expectation.

No questions.

Just a soft smile and a safe place to sleep.

Until she had stopped him.

“C’mon.” She said, in a huff, like he was annoying her somehow.

“What?” He had said, so soft it made her heart ache.

“Nothing.” She said, trying to figure out how to backtrack it. “I feel guilty for making you sleep downstairs.” She shrugged a little, trying to make it feel nonchalant, but aware, so very aware, of what she was offering.

He smirked, and she knew she had lost.

“Are you the one who is flirting with me now?” He asked, slowly stepping back into the room.

“Absolutely not!” She scoffed. “But I don’t want to kick you out of your own room.”

His smirk crawled across his face, and he stepped into the room.

Closer.

Closer.

He was in her space, so close she could feel his warmth radiating from him.

He had leaned his head down just a touch, his perfect curls almost brushing her forehead.

And she -

Sat. Down.

She plastered her hand over her face, groaning, opening her eyes to stare up at her ceiling.

He made her nervous, in a good way. In the way that made her want to feel like that all the time, like a swarm of butterflies had taken up residence in her belly, like her palms would be a little sweaty forever, like making eye contact with him would burn.

She closed her eyes again, remembering him walking closer.

Remembering his tall frame hovering over her, not too close.

Remembering what his lips looked like, so close.

Imagining.

Imagining what would have happened if she hadn’t sat down.

Hadn’t tried to put space between them.

Hadn’t let her nerves take over.

She imagined it.

He leaned down, just a touch, his curls brushing against her forehead, eyes soft. She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her chest so loud she was sure he could hear it.

She could smell him, warm and woodsy, intoxicating. She took a deep breath in through her nose.

He had caught he eyes, and she couldn’t look away. He was so close, and he kept inching closer. The toes of his shoes were against hers, the hard plastic rough even through her socks.

He stopped, barely centimetres from her.

It was all breathing now, just the two of them, the only sounds in the world.

The rushing in her ears drowned out everything else but them.

He didn’t come any closer.

“May I….” His voice trailed off, barely above a whisper.

She nodded, breathless, and he was so close her nose brushed his at the motion.

He leaned just a little further, and kissed her.

It was soft, and gentle, and she let herself feel it.

She opened her lips just a little, to capture his bottom lip between them, holding the kiss a little longer.

His hands came up, cupping her face, so tender, brushing his thumbs against the corners of her jaw bone. She lifted her hands to rest on his forearms.

They held the kiss for a moment, trapped in this perfect, solitary second, where nothing else in the wor-

“ELE!!!” Filo shouted from the hallway.

She groaned, sitting up in bed.

She pulled the jacket off, climbing out of bed, hanging it in her closet, in the very back corner, before opening her door.

“I’m trying to sleep Filo, what do you want?!”

“Me and Eva are going to get breakfast with Marti and Nico, if you wanted to come?”

She pondered climbing back into bed, but she knew she wouldn’t sleep.

She knew her thoughts would be too full of Edoardo to do anything more than daydream about what might have been if she had let him kiss her.

She just sighed, and nodded, earning her a delighted little cheer from her brother.

She pulled on jeans and a fresh sweater, pulling her hair into a bun as she looked through her closet for a good coat to wear.

Her eyes lingered on the leather in the corner.

She shouldn’t.

Eva was going to bring her coat from last night anyway.

She would get questions.

She closed her eyes, letting herself fall back into her daydream.

She wondered what his lips felt like.

She reached out and touched the leather, brushing her fingers over the collar.

She shouldn’t.

Filo yelled from the other room that they needed to go.

She yanked the thick leather from the hanger she had just put it on, shoving her arms through as she ran out the door.

#incantava #skam it #skam italia #edoardo x eleonora #eleonora sava #edoardo incanti

[noorhelmcliche]

more incantava fanfics!

just a disclaimer: this post is going to be super long, i didn’t write these AGAIN I AM NOT CLAIMING THESE ARE MINE, and yeah click ‘keep reading,’ to continue...

eleonora was having a shitty day. She got messaged again by some dude on Instagram named alessandro who just couldn't take a hint.  He had been messaging her non stop for 2 weeks now which made sense to her because while edoardo's instagram was full of pics of them she decided to keep her relationship on a lower profile which was hard with a guy like edoardo. silvia wouldn't stop talking about some new guy in school named alessandro who had just transferred halfway through the year to this school. According to her sources, he wanted to join the villa and he was super hot. sana was the only one who had seen the guy and thought " he was just like the others". She showed them a picture and sure enough it was him. Her Instagram stalker. federica gave her opinion on him and soon enough so did eva. When eva was done talking she noticed a change in her friend's mood so she drifted the conversation from alessandro to silvia's new cat and her developed baking skills ( silvia’s not the cat’s). Soon the bell rang and they went to class. eva stayed behind and asked eleonora if she was okay. eleonora couldn’t tell her. eva already had enough on her plate after what happened with gio and fede, she was just trying to move on and study with no distractions. eleonora just shrugged and said “ I’m fine just didn’t sleep well last night”. Though eva didn’t seem to believe it she realized if eleonora wanted to tell their group of friends she would of. “ Ok just remember if you need anything I’m here for you.” eva said. ele nodded and they hugged before they went separate ways. Eleonora walked to her next and last class, chemistry. She got there just before class started and just her luck alessandro was in this class as well. The teacher told him to introduce himself and he happily stood up. She tuned him out and sat down on the only seat left in class the one next to his. She usually loved chemistry and actually excelled in the subject but today she couldn’t even concentrate on what the teacher was saying. Soon eleonora was snapped out of her gaze by the teacher herself. “Eleonora Sava!” she yelled, making ele stop and actually listen. “As I was saying, you will be showing the new kid about how our class works.”, she said and continued on with her lesson. “hi gorgeous , just letting you know that you can call me ale .” said alessandro in a flirtatious tone. “ ok let’s just get started” ele responded completely ignoring his advances. “ come on! you really don’t recognize me?!” he exclaimed. ele rolled her eyes and said “ ok alessandro , let me tell you this, I don’t want you and i just want to do what the teacher said and leave , ok stalker?” she didn’t wait for him to respond and started to explain to him all the material her chemistry class has done. soon there were only 10 minutes left of their class and she felt a cool unfamiliar hand start to creep up her thigh. as soon as ele realized what was actually going on, she spanked his hand and gave him a glare. he seemed to be grinning as she angrily said “ what the fuck do you think you are doing?!” “oh I’m just giving you a sneak peek of what’s to come.” suddenly ele felt sick remembering what happened with edo’s brother. she got up and asked the teacher to go to the nurse because she really felt bad and excused herself because it was her last period. before the teacher even finished her goodbyes , she gathered her stuff and bolted without a second glance. she rushed to the bathroom feeling a panic attack coming on. as she calmed herself down in a stall, two girls came in thinking they were alone. “ so did you see edoardo’s new Instagram post ?” one started. “ of course Valentina the one where he is at that expensive ice cream shop looking hot as always , everyone has already.” the other responded. “ well stella apparently he was getting his new girlfriend some you know that uptight bitch eleonora.” said valentina. “ she is so lucky I mean imagine being able to have the Edoardo Incanti at anytime.” said stella dreamily. “ well she isn’t good enough for him. he deserves someone who can satisfy him and his needs and keep him popular. she clearly can’t , have you seen her ? anyway i’m not the only one who thinks so.” said Valentina arrogantly full of jealousy. “ don’t waste your breath on her and we have to go , my parents want me home early.” responded stella. as they left , ele got out and was trying to process all that has happened. So people thought she wasn’t good enough for her boyfriend , no big deal. but suddenly ele started to feel bad, something she hasn’t felt in a long time , insecure. maybe they were right she wasn’t right for edo , a gorgeous rich boy should have a just as perfect girl next to him.so why did he pick her ? these feelings were feelings she always kept deep down inside because she had worked hard for where she is now. she wipes her tears and made her self look presentable then got out of the bathroom to meet up with the girls. they were all talking about their days when a car interrupted them. edo said hi to all the girls and then ele bid goodbyes to all her friends and walked into his car. he kissed her cheek and said “ hey bellisima”. she responded shyly not really believing him for once and let out a small hey. as they were driving to thier place it was quiet. all of a sudden edo pulls over a new street with nice houses but one seemed to have new people moving in. so he drives the car into the alleyway next to the houses so they can’t be seen. when they finally had some privacy, edo turned to her and asked her “ what is wrong bella donna”. “ please stop calling me that”she responded. “ why not it’s true” he said confused by her behavior. “ why did you pick me?” ele said tears clouding up her eyes. suddenly she is pulled in to his lap from her seat so she is straddling him. “ what? what do you mean? I love you and your whole self. I love the way you help your friends and fight for them when you need to. I love how you can be silly and funny when you want to be. I love your gorgeous emerald eyes with sleek dark brown hair that I love to run my fingers through so much and your oh so red lips. I love the way you are so perfect for me, putting me in my place when I need it . I just love you ele.” he said meaningfully while looking into her eyes. “ but others don’t think so. according to them , you deserve someone better who can satisfy your needs.” ele said touched by his words. “ you do and you are all I need eleonora francesca sava.” he responded to her lovingly. he leaned in for a short sweet kiss but ele wanted to prove the demons wrong so she made the kiss passionate and deeper. soon enough they were making out in edo’s car in an alleyway where anyone could see them but they didn’t care. Hips were colliding together and ele was just in a state of pleasure letting out occasional moans and soft gasps. as edo’s mouth was sucking harder on her neck , she hit her hand on the window and that snapped her out of her daze , remembering where they are. “edo, we have to stop” she forced herself to say. their foreheads touched and eleonora looked around and saw no one but them . “we should go home” he said with a suggestive glint in his eyes. that car ride was the quickest one she’s ever had and the moment they walked into the apartment , a night of complete bliss started. the next day when she walked into class with her head held and a hickey on her neck , mouths were wide open with shock and alessandro took a hint.

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Eleonora ruefully wakes up at four fifty-five in the morning. She grumbles as she climbs out of bed, knowing she can't go back to sleep. She curses Edoardo's name as she searches for the light switch. It was his awful idea to leave for Endine Gaiano at five-thirty, since it's a six and a half hour drive. They easily could've left a few hours later, Eleonora had argued. Not wanting to get up so early.

But no, Mr. Incanti refused to. Said she had to see the villa in the morning, because it's just so beautiful. And he didn't want to waste half of their day driving.

Eleonora knows Edoardo is coming to pick her up soon, and she refuses to be unready when he arrives. She has packed all her stuff the night before, all she needs to do now is shower, eat, and get dressed. 

The shower is quick, about ten minutes, and she pulls her wet hair into a bun. A lose white shirt is pulled over her head, and she slips on a pair of jean shorts.

 Eleonora finishes just in time. Her phone lights up with Edoardo's message, telling her he's here.

She grabs her bags, and tiptoes from her room. Not wanting to wakeup her aunt and cousins. She gently opens and shuts the front door, making sure to lock it.

She looks for cars, and darts across the street to his Audi. She gives him a quick kiss, and fastens her seatbelt.

 "Ciao." He kisses her again.

"Ciao." She says as she hooks up the AUX cord to his car. Edoardo groans,

"Please spare me from Baby K." Eleonora playfully hits his shoulder.

"No, it's not Baby K." She sticks out her tongue and hits play. Britney Spears's voice fills the car. Edoardo lets out another groan,

"This is worse." He complains. Eleonora kisses him again.

 "Drive." She tells him with a laugh.

 "I'm at your command, Senora." He winks at her.

The arrive at the Incanti family Villa at eleven-thirty. Eleonora has played Britney Spears for the whole drive as payback for Edoardo making her get up so early.

As they drive up the driveway, she sees the beautiful lake Endine not too far away. The sun’s beams shine across it, making it look more even beautiful.

"We'll go to the water once we've unpacked everything." Edoardo says as he parks his car.

"How long have you been visiting here?" She asks as she pulls her bags out of his backseat.

"Since I was little. My Nonna was from here. When my parents still lived together, we'd come here when school ended. I'm the only one that comes here now." Edoardo opens the front door, and they walk in. "And maybe after a swim, we can go for a hike?" He suggests. Eleonora gives him a quick peck on the lips.

"I'd love that."

She changes into a dark yellow one piece, with little flowers all over it. Edoardo removes his shirt, and puts on a pair of black swimming shorts.

They climb into the water, and Eleonora dunks her head. When she comes up for air, she sees Edoardo has gotten closer. A mischievous smile on his face. 

She splashes water on him. "Whatever you're planning. Don't do it." She warns.

"Or what, you'll splash me more?" He teases. He wet curls clinging to his head.

"Shut up." She tells him, and tries to swim away. Edoardo grabs her by the waist,

"Who said you could leave?" He asks, teasingly.

"I did." She tries to wiggle out of his grasp.

"Too bad." He says and lifts her into the air.

"Put me down!" She yells. Edoardo listens, and drops her. She flounders for a moment, before coming back up. She lungs at him in retaliation, and he laughs.

 She wraps her legs around him, and messes with his hair. He dunks them both underwater and kisses her. Eleonora kisses him back, and he lifts them back up.

Edoardo's hand slips into her bathing suit, and runs a hand down her back. She pulls away.

"Not here." She says, gasping for breath. They pull apart, and race out of the water. Only stopping to grab their towels. 

Edoardo presses her against the back of the front door once they're inside. Her hands run through his curls, and he peppers her neck with hot kisses.

She moans with pleasure as he slips off one of her straps and nips at her shoulder.

He slips out of his shorts, and picks her up again. Taking her to the bedroom.

—

They lay in bed for hours. Wrapped in each other.

"So, want to go for that hike now?" Edoardo asks. Eleonora hits him with a pillow.

 "You've tired me out too much to even think about exercise." Edoardo smirks.

 "Then I've done my job." She kisses him. 

 "I think you have." He kisses her back, and runs a hand through her hair.

 They spend of the rest of the day, and most of their vacation in bed. Not wanting to be out of each other's arms. 

The hike never happens.

-- 

lol i think that’s about it for some reason i thought i had a lot more. sorry, but always feel free to send me any links to any new noorhelm fanfics! (not gonna lie i am not really a fan of skam nl or skam belgium/wtfock so yeah that’s why i don’t really post about them or read their fanfic)

#incantava

[skam-stories]

Perfectly Wrong | Part Four

We’re halfway through this series! Thank you for the lovely response to part three, I’m glad you guys are enjoying this so far.

Let me know what you think!

Eleonora let out a sigh, her eyes focussed on the stain on her ceiling. The young girl who lived in this room before her had apparently squeezed a bottle of glitter glue a bit too hard and it had exploded. As far as stains go, a glittery one wasn’t so bad.

She let her eyes wander from the ceiling and around the room. You could tell it was meant to be a child’s room; her double bed barely fit in it.

She wished she was a kid again. Life was easier then.

She didn’t have to worry about kissing her friend’s crush and the risk of getting her heart broken back then.

She couldn’t stop thinking about it; the kiss.

She didn’t know kissing someone could feel like that.

Not that she’d kissed that many boys, but kissing other boys had never been like kissing Edoardo.  

She groaned. Her head already hurt from her hangover, she didn’t need her thoughts joining in on the party. She gave her blankets a shove, disentangling her body from them so she could get out of bed. Swinging her legs over the side of her bed, she thanked her former self for leaving a glass of water on her bedside table. At least she’d done one smart thing last night.

Nope, back in dangerous territory.

Nursing her forehead with one hand, she made her way into the kitchen to find something unhealthy to stuff her face with. 

She could tell her parents weren’t home from the stillness of the house as she walked through it. Good. She didn’t want to deal with them right now. She gave the kitchen counter a brief glance as she walked past. No note. Of course.

She decided then that she didn’t have much of an appetite.

Rubbing her forehead with the heels of both hands, Eleonora groaned. She’d shower instead, that was a good plan. Clean her sins off.

She slumped to the floor in the shower, bringing her knees up to her chest. She sat there for far too long, letting her soaked hair create a curtain between her and the rest of the world.

She didn’t know where to go from here.

She could pretend it never happened, blame it on the alcohol and justify never telling Silvia somehow. But she’d irreversibly admitted to herself, and Edoardo, that she liked him. It wasn’t just mild flirtation now, she’d basically thrown herself at him.

She’d actually pulled him to her but, y’know, details.

God, she really liked him. But he was Edoardo. It was a surefire recipe for disaster.

She used to pride herself on being one of those girls who never let a boy get in the way of friendship. She used to go on and on about how no boy was that special, how there were so many of them you could just find a replacement.

And then she had to go and get attached to Edoardo.

She kept having to remind herself he’d treated Silvia badly, that he’d slept with a ridiculous amount of girls and was only interested in one thing, that he’d inevitably break her heart into a million pieces.

But when he held her like he did last night, when he drunkenly slurred that they’d figure anything out together, when he’d looked at her on the dance floor with so much insecurity...it was easy to let herself fall for that boy.

But what was she going to do? Date him and let Silvia hate her when they’d inevitably break up in a month or two? He’d get sick of waiting for sex, or he’d finally get it and leave. She’d be a mark on a wall, and it’d be over.

She wiped her hair away from eyes. That wasn’t going to happen.

She finished showering, wrapping a towel around herself and walking into her room. She picked her phone up from her bed, warmth spreading through her chest at the sight of a message from Edoardo.

God, she was weak.

Internally hitting herself, she opened it up to read him asking her whether she was awake. Apparently he was hungover. He wanted to know if she was too. She sighed, debating whether or not she should reply before exiting the app on her phone and throwing it back onto her bed. It was a no.

She changed into some hungover-approved comfy clothes, leaving her wet hair to air dry. As she walked back to the bathroom to hang up her towel, she heard knocking at the door. She left it, figuring her parents weren’t home and none of the girls knew where she lived so the safest bet was to not answer.

The knocking stopped before started up again, and Eleonora sighed as she gave in and walked through the house to the door.

She opened the door to a dishevelled Edoardo Incanti.

“Ele” he said brightly with a grin.

“Hey” she said, hating how breathless she sounded, but she was in shock.

He stepped forward, his hand finding her waist, and suddenly they were kissing.

Only for a second, but god. 

“How are you feeling? My head is killing me” he said as he stayed far too close for her brain to function properly. He looked like a mussed up puppy, and with a tug in her chest she remembered how cute he’d looked last night with his flushed cheeks as he slurred his words. Damn him for being a cute drunk.

“Yeah, feeling mediocre” she said, but her head had hurt just a little less during that kiss.

“Yeah” Edoardo agreed. “So you left your bag at mine last night and I was in need of some coffee and I thought you might be too. So I figured I’d bring you some.”

She realised that in the hand not holding her waist he was holding a tray with two cups of coffee, her bag hanging off his forearm.

How the hell was she not meant to fall for this shit? And why did the sight of him nonchalantly carrying her handbag make her want to jump him? She was a mess.

"So can I come in then? I’m more than happy to stand here with you if you want though” he said with a grin.

“Yeah okay” she found her mouth saying without her brain’s consent. She took a step back to let him in, and his body brushing against her as he walked past was surely on purpose. 

She closed the door and turned to find him waiting for her.

“Are your parents home?” he asked, and she could detect a hint of apprehension in his voice.

“No, they’re not” Eleonora said, her voice clipped.

“Are they out for the day?” He asked, and she stopped herself from rolling her eyes. Of course he didn’t want to meet her parents.

“Probably” she replied. He didn’t push her for details.

She led him through the house to the kitchen, deciding that she was finally ready to eat. He placed her bag down on the kitchen counter and sat down at the dining table that was never used, sipping his coffee while she busied herself making some toast.

She could feel his eyes on her, but she refused to meet them with hers. She was at a loss for what to do next, she’d screwed up as soon as she’d let him inside. Where were they meant to go from here?

She sat across from him at the table, taking a bite of her toast. He smirked at her, sliding her coffee across the table before standing up and moving around to her side. He dragged the seat next to her even closer before sitting down, his side brushing hers. She stared at him with her toast frozen in midair. The smirk hadn’t left his face, and her eyes grew wide as he leant in and took a bite of her toast.

“Hey!” she said in an outraged tone.

He just kissed her cheek as a reply, the bastard.

She was too hungover for this shit. It was too hard to keep her emotions in check when he was acting like this.

She grumpily ate her toast and coffee, and he seemed more than happy to sit in silence with her.

“So” he said after she’d finished her toast. He looked down at his hands. “What’s the deal with your parents?”

She sighed. “Let’s not do this, Edo.”

He laughed humourlessly. “Do what? Talk?”

She pursed her lips. “I haven’t talked to Eva about this, why should I talk about it with you?”

“Because...” he trailed off, sighing. “Ele, come on. You know why.”

“No, I don’t” she said, staring him down.

“I thought after last night...”

“What?”

He looked up at her, frowning. “Ele, you kissed me.”

“I was drunk” Eleonora responded with a shrug.

He gave her a look that said he didn’t believe her. “We weren’t that drunk. What happened? I thought you said we were good?”

“Kissing you once doesn’t mean I have to tell you anything. I don’t owe you anything.”

“Of course you don’t owe me anything!” he exclaimed before sighing. “I care about you.”

Eleonora sighed, getting up from the table. 

“I can’t do this. Last night was a mistake.”

“Ele, come on. You don’t have to tell me about your parents. I just wanted you to know that you can.”

Eleonora put her plate in the sink, keeping her back to him. Her heart was beating way too fast. She wasn’t in control of this situation, and it killed her.

Finally, she turned to face him. He was watching her. “I think we should just forget last night happened. I understand if you don’t want to be just friends, but that’s all I think this should be.”

He sighed. “Ele, you know I’m okay with being friends.”

She interrupted him before he could continue. “Really? Is that why you hold my hand and lean in close whenever you can?”

Edoardo stood up, making his way closer to her. “But it’s not just me doing that? You cuddle up to me and you give me that look of yours and put your hands on my chest. It’s not just me.”

She knew he was right, but she wasn’t going to let that derail her argument.

“I’ve made up my mind, Edoardo.”

He groaned, running his fingers through his hair. “I’m trying really hard to be patient with you, Ele. But this is unfair. You can’t just mess with me like this.”

Eleonora crossed her arms over her chest. “Oh, please. We both know you only want one thing.”

He looked up at her. “That’s what this is about, isn’t it?”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “What?”

He sighed. “Why are you trying to break up with me?”

“We’re not dating.”

He rolled his eyes. “Okay. Why are you trying to not date me?”

“I’m trying to look after my friend” she said, but she knew she was lying.

“Bullshit. No, you’re not. You’re hanging onto this moral high ground of looking after your friend and not wanting her to get hurt, but it’s not about her at all is it? You’re just worried you’ll get hurt.” 

Eleonora didn’t respond and he sighed.

His tone was gentler when he spoke again. He walked over to her, taking her face in his hands. “I’m not going to hurt you, Ele. I care about you.”

She refused to look at him, keeping her eyes down. 

“Ele, honey.” He brushed her cheek with his thumb, leaning forward and resting his forehead against hers.

She finally met his eyes. 

“Ele, I care about you and I want to be with you. I don’t just want you so I can get a mark on a wall or anything else. I want to be with you.”

Eleonora finally spoke, and she hated her voice for sounding small. “I can’t deal with this not being real.”

“It’s real, Ele. Please believe me.”

She nodded.

“So we’re doing this? Not going back on it tomorrow?”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes, Eduardo.”

His lips were on hers then, and she took a moment to respond. But when she did it was enthusiastically, throwing her arms around his neck. 

God, she loved kissing him.

His hand moved down to her waist and he held her to him while he guided her backwards until her back hit the kitchen bench. She let go of him for a moment, needing her hands to help her push herself up onto the bench, before returning one arm to his neck and losing the other hand in his hair. His hand on her waist tightened, groaning when she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Kissing him was somehow even better sober. God, she was hungover. She’d probably spontaneously combust if it was better without a headache.

He pulled his lips away from hers, dragging them slowly down her neck before speaking against her skin. “I wanna go on a date. Go on a date with me.”

She nodded, pulling his lips back to hers. His hand moved from her waist down her leg, sliding just underneath the hem of her shorts. She moved her arm from around his shoulders and down his chest before sliding it around to the small of his back. She tightened her legs while pushing him closer to her with her hand, gasping at the sensation. He took advantage of the access to her mouth, which means he stuck his tongue down her mouth but that sounds gross. It wasn’t. Quite the opposite, actually. 

Eleonora pulled the back of his shirt up, trying to signal to him that he should take it off.

“Ele, slow down” Edoardo said, pulling away and resting his forehead against hers.

She grinned. “I can’t see you shirtless?”

“Please, be gentle with me. I’m trying to control myself here.”

She laughed. She wanted to be the opposite of gentle with him, but fine.

“Wanna watch some TV?” he asked, and she laughed again.

“Netflix and chill, huh?”

“Get your mind out of the gutter, Eleonora Francesa.”

After they’d both caught their breath, and disentangled, she led him to her room so they could watch TV on her laptop. Both of them shared a look but didn’t say anything when they sat down on her bed.

“So this is your room? I thought you’d have more going on in here?”

She shrugged. “I’m not home much.”

He nodded, leaning over to kiss her shoulder. She took that as a response to the things she hadn’t said.

Eleonora picked a show that she’d watched before, wanting to pay less attention to the show and more to him.

He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his side. Resting her head on his chest, she was reminded of the time she’d woken up in his arms in the park. She smiled at the memory, moving up slightly so she could rest her head on his shoulder. She rested her arm on his chest, rubbing her thumb up and down every once in a while.

They’d made it through an episode and a half, and she was enjoying just being with him, but part of her wanted to address something.

Eleonora sighed, “so the thing with my parents”.

Edoardo looked like he was going to speak, but decided against it. He paused the show, lowering the lid of her laptop slightly before turning so he was on his side and facing her. He wound his arm around her waist, holding her against him.

“It’s not that they’re the worst parents in the world. They’re just...not around much.” She frowned as she tried to find the right words to explain it, because she’d never really tried before.

He cleared his throat before speaking. “Yeah, mine aren’t around much either. My parents split up, actually. My father lives in another city and my mother’s meant to live with us but she spends most of the time at our holiday house with her new boyfriend.”

She felt the knot in her stomach loosen a little at his words, thankful that he could somewhat relate. At least her parents were in the city.

“Us?” She asked.

He nodded. “I have a brother, but he moved to Milan for university.”

“Just one brother then?”

A look of pain crossed his face, and she knew this was a sensitive topic.

“I had a sister, but she died when I was younger.”

“I’m sorry” Eleonora said, her voice barely a whisper.

“Yeah, that’s pretty much why my parents split up. We all just kind of...broke, after she died. I don’t know, we didn’t talk about it and it just ruined us all. My father just left.”

She slid her arm around his shoulders, holding him close for a long moment. He pressed his face into her neck, and she could feel his breath hot against it.

“Nothing really happened to us, they just never really seemed interested in me” she mumbled into his hair. “They looked after me and everything, but I don’t know, they never showed up to anything. It’s stupid really.”

“It’s not stupid” he said, pulling away from her so he could look at her face. “You’re worth showing up for.”

That phrase might have broken something inside her, but she tried not to think about it.

He leant in, kissing her forehead then her cheek. She tightened her arms around his shoulders, burying her face in the crook of his neck. He kissed the top of her head, his hand rubbing her back.

“Why don’t you like being at home? Don’t you have a lot of your own space?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know, either I feel unwelcome or like I have to entertain them so they’ll want me. I just prefer being somewhere else.”

“You can come over to mine whenever you like.”

Eleonora smiled. She leant back so she could look at him, leaning in to kiss him briefly. “Is that so?”

He nodded, pulling her back into the kiss. “Yep, can be there all the time.”

“Okay” she said against his lips, tightening her arms around his neck.

She ran her fingers through his hair, tugging gently and getting a sound of approval from him in response.

Edoardo cradled her head with one hand, pulling her underneath him. She revelled in the feeling of his weight on top of her, sliding her hand down his back and up his shirt. 

She wanted that shirt off, damn it.

She tugged it upwards until he got the message, pulling back with a grin before finally giving her what she wanted. He threw it to the side and it landed on top of the forgotten laptop, the weight of it closing the lid and putting an end to any chance of them innocently watching TV.

Her eyes roamed his chest, taking it all in. It definitely didn’t disappoint. 

He interrupted her staring by taking hold of her waist as his lips sought out hers. He ran his hands down her thighs and pulling them around his waist so he could settle between them. His hands made their way back up her waist, pulling her shirt slightly with him. She expected him to try to take her shirt off now, but he didn’t. Which was good, because while she wanted him shirtless, possibly forever, she wasn’t sprinting for the finish line. She was aiming for more of a marathon than a sprint.

Even so, his hands were burning into her waist underneath her shirt, and she was sure she’d be able to feel it long after they were gone. He’d be on her forever. His lips making their way down her neck didn’t help, leaving a trail of heat.

She pushed against his chest until he got the message and rolled over, keeping an arm tight around her waist as he did. She smirked down at him as she settled on his hips before leaning down to kiss him again.

She dragged her lips from his and down his neck, wanting to leave her own trail of fire. Maybe a slightly more permanent one, she thought, as she sucked on a spot just enough to leave a mark.

The front door slammed shut and Eleonora pulled away from Edoardo, using her hands against his chest to push herself upright. 

“Shit” she said, the panic evident in her voice. “That’s my parents.”

Edoardo nodded, sitting up and keeping one arm around her waist to hold her in place. He used his other hand to reach for his shirt. 

“You don’t have to meet them.”

He rolled his eyes at her, but he was smiling. “Thought we were past that, honey.”

She shrugged. “Old habits die hard.”

He leaned up, kissing her quickly on the lips before placing another on her neck. “We’ll get there.”

He put his shirt back on quickly, Eleonora asking again if he really wanted to meet her parents right then and there.

The third time she asked, he took her hand and led her outside. She couldn’t help but hope her parents had just gone straight into their room. This was going to be way too awkward for her to handle.

“Who is this?” a voice said as they walked through the living area.

They turned to see Eleonora’s father standing there with a smirk on his face.

Edoardo looked over at Eleonora, smiling before stepping forward with his hand outstretched. “I’m Edoardo Incanti. I’m Ele’s boyfriend.”

#mine #skam italia #incantava #eleonora sava #edoardo incanti #skam italy #skamit #m writes

[iridescentwinters]

when in rome

— prompt: hey, your writing is amazing and you're awesome for taking the time to write prompts! If you want to write it, I'd love to read some soft™️ Edoardo and Eleonora content about them randomly meeting during the summer? Have a nice day x

— part two of the two-part series “summer in rome”

edo had promised ele a tour of a lifetime. and he certainly delivered.

for the rest of the summer, they had gone further from the central of Rome, to smaller parts of it and the outskirts, where ele discovered many beautiful sites and monuments. edo had also taken her to a couple of historical and art museums.

it felt as if she hadn’t stopped snapping away. everything was so beautiful, so surreal, that she was afraid that the moment would slip away if she didn’t take a photo. and whenever they returned to the familiar streets of Rome, she immediately went into the shopping centre and got her photos developed, ready to be slipped into her photo album and described as well.

among those photos, there were several edo photos. some of them were him adorably wanting to be in the shots, while others were him being photographed unknowingly. they were the most perfect shots, though, since it was either him looking at a statue or a masterpiece, and putting his whole concentration on them. him being naturally photogenic wasn’t even a question.

ele printed those out as well, double copies; one for him, and one for her album.

there were also photos of them together. some were actually even taken by strangers who had surprised the duo by asking themselves if they’d like a photo. and admittedly, they were great photos. it was also probably the coincidental outfit matching and its colours that made them seem as though they were a couple.

a senior citizen had also complimented ele and edo, saying that they were a beautiful couple. she then went on to compare them to her own relationship with her late husband.

especially after that mini-storytelling, the two didn't have the hearts to let her know otherwise.

as the summer went on, ele admittedly started growing fond of edo. of course, there was the endless flirting, but he had been a good boy so far. and he wasn’t lying when he said that he knew and has been on every street there was in Rome. because at every restaurant or café the had gone to for either lunch or dinner, he knew at least one person there. or maybe someone who worked at the museums. he was also pretty informative himself, which led her to discover that he was in fact History major.

on one of the last few days of summer, edo and ele decided on going to the beach in the evening, just to take a stroll. the sky was a beautiful shade of brown. the breeze was getting slightly stronger, which was also an indication that summer was slowly coming to an end.

ele sighed, as the two sat on the brick wall, which was on the street right in front of the beach. they watched the calm sea. “i can’t believe summer is ending.” her tone gave it away that she was slightly sad, disappointed even. usually, she was upset because of the season change, but this time, it felt as though there was another aspect that made her upset as well.

edo nodded in agreement. he exhaled a breath he wasn’t even aware that he was holding. “sucks.” he muttered, “we’re gonna be back in school, and i have finals to worry about.”

“i’m pretty sure you’re like, a genius or something.” ele said, making edo laugh. “what makes you think so?”

ele smiled, and bumped her shoulder against his. “i’ve been with you basically everyday. i’ve been noticing things.” she shrugged.

the wind blew again, and this time, it was a lot stronger than usual. edo scooted closer to the girl. “i’m glad.” he replied, and without thinking, ele wrapped her arm around his, immediately feeling warmth. “i actually hate the cold.” she muttered, “explains why i love summer, i guess.”

“i can tell.” edo chuckled. he took off his signature leather jacket, and placed it around ele’s shoulders. she gave him a grin. “wow, edoardo incanti, giving me his only piece of clothing that matters to him?” she feigned surprise and innocent, and placed a hand on her chest. “i’m touched.”

edo smirked. “wow, eleonora sava, calling me by my actual name? i’m touched.” he mocked. “must be one of the things you’ve learnt about me.”

ele smiled. “definitely. it’ll be a hard thing to remember, though.” she joked, and edo let out a laugh that she had grown to really, really like. it was nice seeing edo smile for a change. he didn’t do it often while they were in school, but when he did (which was a lot these past few weeks), it was truly a sight to see.

“i like the way you’re looking at me.”

that made ele snap out of her trance, but her secret smile was still displayed on her face. “mm?” she hummed as a response.

edo had gone a lot closer to her. his eyes kept flicking from her own eyes, to her lips. “you know…” he muttered, “i hadn’t made a move on you at all.”

“i noticed,” she teased, “and i wonder why. don’t like me anymore?”

her breath hitched in her throat when edo’s nose brushed against her cheek. it suddenly hit her that they barely had any space left between them. “you know that it’s far from that.” his voice had turned sultry.

at that point, ele barely had control over her own actions. her eyes instinctively closed, as edo’s lips got dangerously close to her neck. “is that so?” she asked, trying to regain her power.

that was impossible, though. whenever edo wanted to dominate, he certainly did so. and ele wasn’t even resisting anymore.

ele suddenly felt cold when she couldn’t feel edo against her neck anymore. he was looking straight at her with an overwhelming emotion that made her want to look away.

but she didn’t.

“may i kiss you?” he asked, his voice hoarse.

her own lips grazed over his. “does that answer your question?” she whispered.

he kissed her, pouring every single emotion he felt with her into it. and she kissed back with the same amount of force.

she hadn’t realised how much she actually wanted, needed it, until in that moment. her arm went around his neck, while his hands had caught her face in between them.

it was the kiss of the summer, maybe even of the year.

when they broke apart for air, edo kissed her neck. “you know i’m definitely not going to let this be just a summertime romance, right?”

ele smiled. “i sure as hell wouldn’t let you let it be like that.”

maybe summer had come to an end, but it was the start of something even more special than that.

#skam italia #eleonora sava #edoardo incanti #eleonora x edoardo #incantava #part doooos #i got that summertime sadness