Blake's POV:

"Oh, sei sveglio, ragazzo. How's your head?" his deep voice that screams roughness suddenly rings, making me let out a squeal in surprise, but I don't look at his face. Not knowing that I'm burying my face onto his hard chest.

"Let me see your face, baby." He said groggily, he really just woke up. My mind suddenly thinks of Chris, he always calls me that. I wonder if he's looking for me at this time.

"What's the matter, Carino?" I heard him asked before lifting my chin, making me gasp as I looked at his calmed gaze. 

The city lights are the only thing that lets me get a better view of his face. I nearly lost on his knowing gaze, and almost drowned in his dark eyes, under the thick lashes that make it more smokey. My eyes landed on his thick brows before I avoid his inviting eyes as I cleared my throat. 

"C-can I take that seat? I... I want... My back h-hurt

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