Third person's pov
The huge mansion sat in silence as the bundles of happiness slept soundly. However, the gray-eyed boy sat at his desk, making notes. When he heard a creak of his bedroom door, no matter how careful and silent the intruder tried to be, Killian's ear perked up at the sound and his body tensed; however, when he heard soft, tiny feet patter against the oak wood flooring, he relaxed. The tiny feet made their way to his study; the mahogany door opened, and in came a blonde head.
Ellie held a white stuffed unicorn, probably heavier than her, her eyes still drowsy, her cheeks ever so blushy, and her big doe eyes tear-filled. "Aww... Piccolavieni qui", (Aww...baby come here) Killian's heart swelled, and he opened his arms, gesturing for the little girl to come to him. A cute, sad pout formed on her face, and Ellie walked towards him, slumping against him. The unicorn had now been forgottenand layon the floor. Although Killian was 12 years old himself, he could easily carry Ellie anywhere.
Then again, why wouldn't he?
"Hai fatto di nuovo un brutto sogno Angelo?", (Did you have a bad dream again, Angel?) Killian asked, softly combing her hair using his fingers.
Ellie sat up, straddling him, leaning in, and hugging him. Till now, Killian was aware that whatever he had towards Ellie, or more precisely, the bond he wanted, wasn't just friendship. Ellie meant more to him. He wound his arms around her, still running his hands through her waist-length hair. "Penso di avere un mostro sotto il mio letto. il letto continua a bussare. Ho paura Kian", (I think I have a monster under my bed. The bed keeps knocking. I'm scared, Kian.) Ellie pulled back, her sad self close to crying. "Shh... Shhh... non piangere", (Shh...Shhh... no crying) he wiped a tear as soon as it fell, bringing the girl close to him and carrying her to his bed.
They both laydown, with Ellie throwing her leg over Killian and holding his hand close to hers, and he patted her back as he once saw Zia Eleonora do to make her fall asleep. Once he noticed her breathing was regular, he pulled back from her grip, placed a kiss on her forehead, and replaced himself with his pillow.
Stepping out of the room, he went to his father's study, knowing he would help him. Giovanni sat reading through some papers; it was ten, and he was almost done, knowing his wife was waiting for him. His door opened, and in came his son with a worried expression. "Papà, Ellie dice che il suo letto fa rumore", (Papá, Ellie says her bed makes a knocking noise). He came and sat before his father, finally noticing he wasn't alone. Riccardo sat beside him and looked towards the two, waiting for either one to answer.
"Ci darò un'occhiata", (I'll take a look at that), Riccardo said and paused. "Bene, può condividere la stanza con te", (Fine, she can share the room with you), he continued and chuckled, bringing a billion-dollar smile to Killian's face. He jumped up and hugged his zio, running back to his room only to find the bundle of sweetness rubbing her eyes.
"Angelo, Zio Riccardo ha detto che puio stare con me finché non cambiano il tuo letto", (Angel, uncle Riccardo said you can stay with me until they change your bed), he jumped on the bed and hugged her, which Ellie returned and snuggled into Killian, almost sleeping again. Suddenly a knock was heard at the door, and it opened with two heads peeking out, mischievous grins on their faces. "Papà ha detto che condividiamo la stanza con te perché stiamo facendo un pigiama party", (Daddy said we share the room with you because we are having a slumber party), Ilaria chirped, making Kevin nod and Killian take a long sigh.
Flashback over.
Ellie's pov
The sound of knocking on the door woke me up from a deep slumber.
Where is my prince?
Making my eyes wide in realization. I kissed someone. Oh, Nuggies! I kissed Killian. I felt a bloom in my heart, a flutter, and a smile making its way to my face. I felt...giddy. Before I could swim deeper into my thoughts, the person knocked again. "You can come in", I said, and a head poked out of the door, making me run out of bed.
Happiness, I tell you!
I tripped over the blanket. "Owie", while I was busy tending to my leg, which had a big cut on it.
Well, you make it sound like a big one.
Ilaria saw me tripping—first-degree embarrassment, I tell you.
But she is my childhood bestie. Flippy off you subconsciousness.
"Oh, caro", (Oh dear), her soft voice resounded throughout the room, and she came running my way, pulling me up on the bed again. "Thank you, Ilarie,", I said, giving her a small smile. And pulled her in a hug, to which she giggled and said "Mi sei mancata troppo dolcezza", (Imissed you as well, sweetness), hugging me back. Pulling back, I looked over to see what she wore: a white sweater over a white shirt with some white pants and a white bow on her hair. I already love this person very much.
"I can hear your thoughts, neonata, ti amo anch'io Tesoro", (baby girl, I love you too, honey), someone who was Ilarie whispered, holding my hands, making me shriek. "You scared me, Ilarie", I said, breathing heavily and keeping a hand on my chest, probably thinking it would lower my heart rate. I saw it in movies.
However, the heart rate doesn't lower. Awwwh man!
"Your hands are so soft, Torta dolce", (sweet pie)."
"No, yours", I replied as soon as possible, because her hands felt like clouds. I don't remember you touching clouds anywhere in the past.
You jelly! Deciding to make an appearance after so long.
"Anyways, we are having a slumber party, you, Killian, Kevin, and I, Macdonalds, what say?", she said, wearing the biggest smile I'd ever seen.
Which made me nod instantly. Who can say no to McDonald's and a party? And Killian. How would I tell my old-new best friend that I kissed her brother?
Third person's pov
Sensing the gloomy mood of the sweetheart beside her, Ilaria lowered her head down, as sitting on the bed, Ellie was still shorter than her. "Cos'è successo Tesoro?", (What happened, sweetie?) she asked as she placed her hands on Ellie's cheeks and lifted her face. Her heart clenched, taking in the sight before her. Ellie's lips formed a sad pout, tears glistening in her eyes, and her nose was slightly red.
"Oh, Caro", (Oh, dear) she said, pulling her in a hug as Ellie sobbed and blabbered whatever she wanted to say. As the sobs turned into soft sniffles, Ilaria pulled back.
"Ehi ! Angelo sono il tuo migliore amico, ricorda. Dimmi cosa è successo?" (Hey! Angel, I'm your best friend, remember? Tell me what happened.) She asked as she wiped her tears. "I kissed Killian", she whispered; if Ilaria hadn't lowered her head earlier, she would've not heard. Where Ilaria felt all the happiness in the world to finally hear this, Ellie felt like drowning in the pool outside.
Nope, that's scary.
Letting out a loud yet soft laugh, Ilaria hugged Ellie and kissed her forehead. "Oh! Tesoro, non devi preoccuparti, so che Killian è più felice che mai", (Oh! Baby, you don't have to worry about it; I know Killian is happier than ever," she said, while thinking about her brother's behaviour earlier that morning, where he reminded her of their childhood days. "And stop sulking; let's go meet him", Completing the sentence, she dragged Ellie into the closet, taking a look at the clothes and handing her a black skirt, a white sweater, and a brown long coat.
"Will you tell me, please, where we are going now?", Ellie asked once again as they drove to the city area. "Ah Ah, mi avevi promesso 15 minuti prima di non fare domande", (Ah Ah, you promised me 15 minutes earlier not to ask any questions), Ilaria said, pulling her shades down and speeding past the traffic signals.
Soon they arrived at the "Big Black Building", Ellie was once again pulled by Ilaria through the lobby and to the elevator to the top floor. No one could dare stop them. Could someone?
Reaching the top floor, Ilaria nodded at Harry, who was busy typing something on his laptop. As Ilaria dragged Ellie to the C.E.O.'s office, Ellie waved at Harry goofily, who chuckled and waved at her back. Opening the door, she pushed Ellie in "Vai da mio fratello", (Off you go to my brother), she said as she shut the door. Unaware of the person behind her, who stopped his work, looking at the intruder.
Turn around, stupid.
Fighting the urge to open the door and run out, Ellie turned around and whispered a soft "Hello", with a nervous chuckle. Killian sat behind the black desk with papers scattered. He leaned back and placed a hand on his chin, gesturing to Ellie with his other hand to come to him. Her feet betrayed her and dragged her to Killian. Standing before him, she lowered her head as if she were getting scolded.
When she was expecting him to lash out at her, he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him, making her fall on him.
"Ciao Piccola", (Hi baby) Killian whispered in his usual rough yet warm voice, caressing her cheeks.
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