”Fucking hell..” Camero whispered under his breath.
You were on a school trip in Italy for your languages class and would have to share a room with a partner. Obviously, your favourite teacher thought it would be funny to put you and your enemy enemy together.
As she read off you two's name a wide grin spread across her face. Just because we have to share a hotel room, it doesn't mean I will tolerate you.” he groaned and headed for the stairs to find your bedroom number.
It's going to be a long week.
After finding where your room was you opened the door to already saw Camero laid across the singular bed. You rolled your eyes.
”Stop rolling those eyes darling, I got here first so suck it up.” he spoke as he shuffled further up the bed to get a better view of the tv.
You dumped your bags on the floor, grabbed a blanket and laid across the uncomfortable sofa. You do know I can't sleep, on this sofa it feels like someone's stuck a rod up my back.” you complained, staring back at him.
”Quite frankly, I don't care. It's your problem, amore mio.”