Lorenzo Berkshire
The little black book
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You've been dating Lorenzo for a while now, his friends were your friends and yours were his. You knew he had been a fuckboy before but it didn't bother you because you were convinced he'd changed. He treated you well, took your side and barely looked at anyone but you when you were with him.
--------------------------PRESENT DAY-------------------------
You had spent last night at his place and when you slipped out at dawn, you forgot your book. You knew the safe word to get past the portraits so you just walked in after lunch, while he was in the shower.
Love I forgot my DADA bookYou call out so he can hear you over the sound of the water.
No problem hot stuffhe yelled back, chuckling. You walked over to his desk, looking through the stash of papers. You pull out your book which makes another, smaller one, fall open on the floor. You pick it up and were about to leave it when you saw something that caught your attention. Written on a page was a list of girls with grades and comments. You squint your eyes trying to decipher his messy handwriting and your breath hitches as you read :
Honey, great legs, too loud, 7/10you're gripping the notebook so hard now, you barely hear Lorenzo turn off the shower and walk out of the bathroom in gray sweatpants, shirtless. He had to call you a few times before you peel your eyes away from the list and looked up at him.
Lorenzo...what. The. Fuck.He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion for a second before noticing the little black book in your hands. Panic flashed across his face before he quickly stepped forward and cupped your face gently, searching for your eyes.
Sweetheart let me explainhe said softly
please