Ding Ding Ding You look at your phone, already knowing who the incessant texter is. You look up at Niccolo. He stares at you as his girlfriend sits beside him. He nods his head towards your phone, telling you to read his texts. You sighs and open your chat with him. ”I need you.” Please don’t ignore me.” ”Y/N!” You sigh and excuse yourself to the bathroom. Once you do your business, aka have a mini panic attack, you walk out of the restroom. You see Niccolo leaning against the wall, waiting on you. He smiles. “Hey stranger…”