Summer Flings?

Isabella Chaos

infamous | fashion designer
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OOC First Name
Abby
Blood Status
Pure Blood
Relationship Status
Single
Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual
Wand
Ash Wand, 14 1/4", Essence of Hair from the Tail of a Male Unicorn
Age
1/2009 (44)
When Isabella had first arrived to her home in Italy, she had to admit she was in rather glum spirits instead of the usual happiness she felt when returning home. It was all because of her mother, or lack thereof; she just couldn't imagine her home without her mother and the extravagant parties she always liked to throw. It had been hard for the first couple of days, seeing her things and knowing she'd never see her again, but she had become used to it after a while, and a long talk with her father. Her recent break up with Mike didn't help her cheer up though, which is why she was extremely excited for today, when Thomas would be coming over to her house to stay for the 'winter' break, though it was thankfully summer here in Italy. The two had already talked about plans over the summer break with each other, regardless if they still had partners or not, but now that they were both single it didn't seem so bad.

Isabella was going up and down her house, tidying it up after Victoria, her new caretaker, and half-yelling at the babies to quit making messes and crying, which would in turn make them cry louder. Isabella felt somewhat embarrassed that Thomas would be entering this house of madness with the three infants, but then again, what would you expect from a family with the last name Chaos?

Her father was being especially strict in turn, as Thomas was surprisingly the very first person she'd ever be bringing over to her home. It was weird because he wasn't even her boyfriend, just a friend. Isabella clearly failed to mention the 'with benefits' part to her father otherwise he would have stuck to his very firm no and no amount of eyelash batting could've convinced him otherwise.

Isabella was wearing a nice colorful summer dress and shiny yellow flats as she ran around the house and was continually checking her hair in the mirror to make sure all her curls were still in tact as she waited nervously for Thomas to arrive.
 
Feeling the heat on the back of his neck Thomas knew he was in Italy. He couldn't believe he was finally here, it had seemed so long ago now since he and Isabella had planned this little trip but now it had finally arrived he was excited. As he made his way up to Isabella's house he could feel the nerves build in his stomach. The more he approached the house the more they built, he didn't know why he was so nervous, there was nothing to worry about anymore.

Now he and Isabella were both free from their partners they were free to be friends in every meaning of the word. Standing in front of the door Thomas gave a few knocks and waited for someone to answer it. As he stood there he couldn't stand the heat anymore. He had stupidly forgotten that it was summer in Italy, unlike back home where it was winter. Setting down his bag he took of his jumper, his t-shirt pulling up slightly too.


Just a nice image for you to open the door too :p
 
Isabella paced around the living room nervously, trying not to freak out when suddenly she heard a knock at the door. Immediately her heart began beating faster, a smile sliding on her face glad that Thomas found her house alright. She glanced over her shoulder, hoping her father wouldn't emerge from his study but it seemed he had supersonic hearing that day and immediately he was rushing to the door. Isabella gasped and began walking faster, the two racing for the door, she didn't want her father to answer first. Isabella said 'Ha!' to her father while sticking her tongue out childishly at him, and quickly recomposed herself, running a hand over her hair once more before she pulled the door open. Isabella's jaw nearly dropped as she saw Thomas taking his jumper off, and his t-shirt riding up as well. A grin was placed upon her face but she immediately wiped it off when her father cleared his throat roughly.

"Thomas!" she exclaimed, half hoping he'd realize that he seemed to be undressing at her front door, though her voice clearly held excitement at seeing him. "Umm, come in," she said to him, ignoring the obvious body language from her father that indicated he didn't want Thomas in the house.
 
:o Love the new siggy

Thomas heard the door open and suddenly he became aware of the heat that was on his bare stomach. Upon hearing a man? clear his throat Thomas quickly pull his jumper off and pulled his t-shirt down as quickly as possible. He felt heat rising in his cheeks as he saw not only Isabella standing at the door but an older man that he took to be her father, but he couldn't be overly sure, he hoped not. "Hi Isabella." he said as he bent down to pick up his bag.

Smiling sheepishly at Isabella, avoiding the man standing behind her's gaze he walked into the house, "Thanks." Putting his bag over his shoulder he stared up at the man, trying to remember his manners, "Hi, I'm Thomas Smith, thanks for letting me stay here." he said with a pleasant smile.
 
[Thanks! ^_^ ]

It was obvious to say that Charlie was not looking forward to having a male friend of Isabella's friend come over to their house. This was the first friend she was asking to invite over, so he felt inclined to say yes, but the fact that it was a male did not please him once more. After endless days of constant pleading, Charlie had finally agreed to letting the boy come over though he still wasn't any happier about the subject.

As he heard a knock on the door, Charlie fled from his study and watched his fourteen year old daughter open the door, revealing a young boy who seemed to be undressing. Immediately Charlie scowled and cleared his throat in annoyance. Charlie watched as the boy entered upon his daughter's request, and he then introduced himself to him. Charlie stared at the boy for a moment before he felt a nudge from his daughter. "Hello Thomas, it's our pleasure," he replied with a bitter tone, clearly not meaning the words he said, though still bowing his head lightly in respect. "I'm Charles," he introduced himself to the boy before beginning up the stairs. "I'll be showing you to your room," he began, thinking if the boy wanted a proper tour of the home he'd just ask Isabella later.

Once they were upstairs, Charlie gestured towards the room at the furthest left of the hall. "This is where you'll be staying for the time being," Charlie said as he opened the door to the room. The door was unfortunately right next to Isabella's, something that didn't sound good to Charlie, but thankfully his room was right across from it, so he could keep his eyes and ears out in case the boy even dared to try anything.

House level 1
House, level 2
Thomas is staying in the guest room on the bottom left corner of level 2
 
[Forgot to say, sorry for any godmodding, if you want me to edit, I will! :)]

Isabella was so nervous for her father and Thomas to meet, but thankfully her father seemed to be behaving himself. The way he usually talked about boys made it seem like he would kick the first boy to ever look at her all the way to the moon. It only took a nudge to get him to remain polite and she followed after her father upstairs, looking at Thomas with a bright, yet nervous, grin. This was probably one of the only few times that she was glad her father worked a lot, so he wouldn't be supervising their every move.

Once her father showed Thomas to his room, Isabella piped in. "It's not much, sorry," she said, biting her lip lightly as she twirled her hair nervously in her fingers. She looked at her dad with pleading eyes, telling him silently to go away now, but didn't know if he would get the hint just yet. Isabella then looked over at Thomas waiting for a reaction.
 
No you're fineThomas felt very awkward standing in the front hall of Isabella's house, after he had introduced himself to her father it had gone slient for a few moments. Glancing worridly over at Isabella he breathed a sigh of relief when her father talked. Despite his words of kindness Thomas could tell he wasn't too keen on him being here. Thomas wondered what Isabella had told her father about him, she had stook to the plan and said they were just friends right?

Thomas followed the man up the stairs to where his room was. The house was huge, much bigger on the inside than it seemed from the outside, a far cry from his own house. As he walked along the halls he could hear babies crying at the far end of the corridor. When Charles stopped at said that this is where he would be staying Thomas made his way into the room. A small "Wow." escaped his mouth. "This is amazing, thank you." He said turning back to Isabella's father again with a smile on his face. When he heard Isabella's voice from behind him Thomas shook his head, "No it's great, thank you." he said, tempted to lean in for a kiss but her father was still standing at the doorway.
 
Charlie could tell by the look on his daughter's face that she wanted him to leave already. Personally Charlie preferred to stand at the doorway all day and watch the two, make them so uncomfortable that the boy would want to leave, but he had to be more reasonable than that. Charlie sighed defeated and said, "I have to go now, but Victoria and Valerie are both here to watch you guys," he said simply, giving Isabella a stern look and Thomas a warning glare. Rather reluctantly, Charlie made his exit, going down the stairs and reminding their caretaker to keep an eye on them before Apparating out the house and over to New Zealand.
 
Isabella was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet, impatiently waiting for her father to leave, knowing he had to leave for work eventually. She breathed a sigh of relief when her father left, hearing him tell Victoria and Valerie to keep an eye on them. Isabella smirked to herself and rolled her eyes, knowing she had her new caretaker in the palm of her hands and her cousin Valerie was very lenient with her, besides they had children to take care of. Now that the two were free, Isabella looked back at Thomas and grinned at him. "Thomas!" she exclaimed again as if convincing herself that he were really here. She bounced over to him and gave him a huge hug in greeting.
 
Thomas looked up at Isabella's father again as he began to talk. Thomas tried to hide his happiness that he was going, but with two other people in the house to keep an eye on them would they really have much fun? Thomas didn't mind, either way as long as he was here. Giving a small nod to her father he said, "Goodbye and thank you once again."

Hoping to make a good impression around him. Setting his bag down near his bed he looked up to see Isabella's father was gone and she was standing there by herself. Smiling at her he wrapped his arms around her when she embrassed him, "Boy it's good to finally be here." he said with a beaming smile. Breaking free of her embrase he smirked, "Geze your dad doesn't like me does he?" he asked with a small laugh.
 
Upon feeling Thomas' arms wrap around her Isabella wanted to reach up and kiss him but held back for now. She let go of him and smoothed out her dress as she laughed at his comment. "No, he doesn't," she admitted with a laugh. "But it's nothing personal, I don't think he'd like any boy I brought to the house," she added with a small shrug, half nervous at revealing that Thomas was the first boy she ever invited over.

Isabella took a step closer to him, feeling that the distance was making her feel weird around him instead of her usual self. "So, what do you want to do first?" she asked with a smile. "I'm your tour guide for the time being," she said in jest with a grin that she couldn't seem to wipe off her face.
 
Thomas laughed along with Isabella, he wasn't so sure, but then again most fathers were like that with their daughters right? When she mentioned about bringing boys over to the house Thomas was somewhat surprised, "So no one's ever come over before?" he asked with a small smirk. He couldn't believe that he was the first boy Isabella had over at her house, it made him feel strangly happy at knowing this fact.

Feeling Isabella come closer he rapped his arms loosly around her hips, enjoying the closeness between the two, something they hadn't shared since the night in the North Tower, what seemed like ages ago. "Well... he said thinking. "You're the tour guide, what's good around these parts?" he asked with a small laugh. But honestly he wouldn't mind what they did, spending time with Isabella was enough to satisfy him.
 
Isabella smiled softly as Thomas put his hands around her nonchalantly, seeming natural to the both of them. Isabella relaxed under his touch, and nodded in response to his smirk as he realized he was the first boy to come over. It was probably because Isabella hadn't described him as a 'boyfriend' to her father, but rather just a friend. She liked to think her father didn't know she dated but then again he somehow always had eyes around the castle, thankfully they liked to focus more on how she was doing academically.

Isabella smirked as she began thinking of what to show Thomas. Her city was beautiful, to her at least, full of rich culture, but admittedly it wasn't the place she spent during the summer. As a girl who loved being in water, Isabella always Flooed to different cities in Italy to visit the different beaches. Of course she wasn't sure she was allowed to just Floo off with Thomas without notifying anyone, so their other option was her pool in her backyard. Or they could've just left without anyone noticing for a while. "Well you seemed to be eager to get this off earlier," Isabella said placing a hand on his chest as an indication that she meant his shirt. She gave him a coy smile before continuing, "We can go swimming if you'd like," she suggested.
 
Thomas felt Isabella's hands on his chest. Looking down at them he laughed at her comment, "You liked that did you?" he said with a sly smirk and a wink. Shaking his head he laughed, "But really, I didn't mean for that to happen, you're dad probably didn't like me after that little show." he had really felt embarrassed by that but didn't have much time to dwell on it; which he didn't mind, the less said the better. Continuing he said, "But yes a swim sounds good, it's far too warm here." he said faning himself.
 
Isabella chuckled at everything Thomas was saying, shaking her head softly as she tried to conceal the grin she was wearing. She wanted to point out that her father probably didn't like him before he even met Thomas, but it wasn't a comforting thought to either of them and she didn't want to talk about her father anymore. "No he didn't like it, but I certainly enjoyed it," she said with a playful smirk on her face.

Isabella rolled her eyes playfully as Thomas said it was too warm here. "Well yeah, coming from the winter in New Zealand, I'd expect you think that," she said, playfully sticking her tongue out at him. She didn't mind the heat, she got to cheat the seasons by having two summers, one in New Zealand, and one in Italy, both at different times. That wasn't to say she didn't like the winter either, but there was a sense of freespiritedness about summer that she loved.

"So you have two options," she said, her tone somewhat more serious than she had been speaking earlier. "We can play it safe and swim in my backyard, or, take a Floo trip to a beach in another city..." she presented him with the two options. The room beside Isabella's, Pamela's old room, now Valerie's, had a fireplace in it, in which they could Floo out of without Victoria or Valerie knowing. It was how she had 'run away' last summer without them noticing for a while. There was another option, a compromise if you will, where Isabella could put her eyelash batting skills to work on Victoria or Valerie, asking them if they could Floo somewhere with their supervision, or at the very least their permission. Either way Isabella didn't mind as long as Thomas was there.
 
Thomas smirked when Isabella said she has enjoyed what she saw earlier, something he didn't doubt. He shrugged lightly when he made the comment about coming from New Zealand to Italy, but the summers in New Zealand got very warm too, so at least he was used to the heat, just not so unexpectedly. Upon hearing his options he weighed them up.

When they first planned it, Italy was going to be a risk, for both of them, but now they were both free to do what they wanted, there wasn't much risk with him being there. Not particularly caring where this new adventours side of him came from he answered, "What's the best beach to go to first?" with a small wink. Over the past few months he had noticed a change in himself, but he had grown to like it, he was no longer the good boy who played by the rules, but he was now living a little and having fun with live.
 
Isabella raised her eyebrows in surprise at Thomas, but it wasn't as if she was disappointed with his answer, in fact she was delighted. Thomas always seemed like this good little boy who played by the rules, and she thought this image would fool her father into thinking he was harmless, but Isabella had this unusual way of making people do things they wouldn't normally do, she just couldn't help it, it was who she was.

Isabella grinned at him and said, "Grab whatever you'll need!" and then pulled him out of his room, into hers, stopping only to grab a beach bag that contained whatever she thought they'd need, and continued to pull him through the door that connected hers and Valerie's room, where there was an empty fireplace. She knew he had wanted to go the the best beach, but the best beach in Italy was much too far from Florence, and although she was confident in her traveling directions by Floo powder, she didn't want to risk going all the way to Syracuse. Instead she grabbed a pinch of the powder and looked at Thomas once more with a warm smile. "We're going to San Remo okay?" she told him, before stating the name of a specific hotel in San Remo for Thomas. She repeated the name of the wizarding hotel clearly as she threw the Floo Powder and emerald flames erupted and stepped into them, closing her eyes as she felt the unusual sensation of wizarding traveling, hoping that Thomas would follow suit soon.


[Omg I got so distracted as I googled, I've actually been there! :o ]

[Map of Italy just for your reference.
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Isabella lives in Florence.]
 
Trust you to get distracted googling :oy: :p

Thomas grinned as Isabella told him to grab what he needed. Rummaging through his bag he picked out a pair of brown swimming trunks and a purple towel;[/i] unlike Isabella he didn't care about clothes and colors matching too much, not like he had the time away. No sooner had he grabbed his trunks out of the bottom of the bag had Isabella started to pull him into the room next door. Her room? How convenient he thought with a smirk.

Thomas was somewhat surprised that Isabella was ready to go in no time at all, had she already planned this? he thought as he was being pulled into another room. Seeing the fireplace at the other side of the room Thomas made his way over to it and waited for Isabella to go first. SanRemo, got it." he said with a smile. Listening for the name of the specific place he watched Isabella become ingulfed by the bright green frames. Once Isabella had completely gone, he followed suit. Grabbing a pinch of the floo powder he steped into the fire place, repeating Isabella's words, he dropped the green powder and within an instant he felt the usual sensation.

After a few moments he erupted from the fire place at the opposite end with a great force. Standing up he dusted himself off and rubbed the back of his neck, which got a little jolted by the landing. Looking round he saw Isabella already cleaned up and looking ready to go. Walking over to her he inhaled the air. The fresh salt water was pretty strong. "I take it the beach is this way?" he asked, pointing in the direction of the salt water.
 
Isabella finally landed and was glad to see she had reached her destination. She stepped out of the firelace and into the lobby of the wizarding hotel with rows of fireplaces for all those who wanted to Floo there just like she did, though she wasn't planning on checking in, it was simply a shortcut to the beach for her. Isabella quickly dusted her dress off, hoping it didn't get ruined, though it didn't matter as she wasn't going to be wearing it for much longer anyway. Though dusting herself off kept her busy as she waited for Thomas to arrive, hoping he was headed towards the right fireplace. She couldn't fathom the thought of him being lost somewhere else, possibly not even in Italy!

Thankfully, before she could ponder the horrific thought any longer, she saw him emerge and Isabella grinned brightly once more. She nodded her head as Thomas quickly pointed out what direction the beach was at, and took his hand to lead the way. She was so eager she was practically pulling him but she slowed her walk so that they could be side-by-side as she took him to the beach. Once they reached the beautiful seaside, Isabella gestured towards it and said, "Ta-da!" in a playful manner.

Without further ado, Isabella kicked off her shiny yellow flats and put them in her beach bag. Yes, she had pretty much planned this trip to a beach for them sometime during Thomas' stay, so she had prepared the bag in advance. Slowly Isabella slipped out of her colorful dress, revealing a blue-and-brown striped bikini. She carefully put her dress in her bag and looked at Thomas with her hands on her bare hips as she looked at him waiting to see his next move, wondering if he was much of a water person.
 
Once again Thomas felt Isabella pulling him, he couldn't help but smile at her eagerness. When she finally slowed down Thomas examined his surroundings. TItaly was really a lovely place, he was glad his mother let him come to visit Isabella for a while during the break, sure Ivan had been allowed to visit Joce; but in all honesty Thomas couldn't care less about either of them, so why wouldn't he be allowed to visit one of his females friends.

When they arrived on the beach Thomas let out a small "Wow." the beach was amazing. But as he turned to see Isabella he saw that she was taking off her dress to show the bikini underneath it; which in Thomas' opinion was a far more nicer view than the beach. But he quickly took his eyes off her again, he still didn't know where he and Isabella stood and for now didn't want to ruin the perfect holiday by talking about realtionships, afterall they were both just out of their own seperate realtionships.

Thomas quickly changed into his brown swimming trunks and joined Isabella again. What to do? What to do? he thought as he scanned the beach. He felt the heat beat down on his back, it felt so nice to be in a warmer climate again, instead of the mild winter in New Zealand. "Well what's the water like?" he asked, he may have less layers on now but he was still warm and wouldn't mind a cool down.
 
Isabella smiled as Thomas was now changed and ready to go, asking how the water was like. It was probably somewhat cold but the warm heat should make it bearable for them. "Why don't we go and find out," she said pointedly, walking through the white sand beach and over closer to shore. As she was walking closer to the water, she stopped and turned around to face him once more. "But first, there's something I've been meaning to do," she said innocently, before stepping up to him and kissing him lightly on the mouth.
 
Thomas nodded with a smile as Isabella agreed to go for a swim. Everything had been happening so quickly, to start off he was in Italy, with Isabella; an added bonus. Then one minute he was at her house in Florence and now he was a bench in San Remo; without supervision or permission. But the buzz he was getting from it all made him not care about any of it, he wasn't going to let anything stop him from enjoying himself for the next few days, and if that involved doing a few thing they shouldn't so be it.

As he made his made his way down to the water he Isabella he felt her stopping and turning towards him. Feeling her lips on his he returned the pressure back with great ernest. It had been a while since they got to last share a kiss and this time it felt better than any other times. Sure it wasn't as passionate as any of the other times but now they didn't have the fear of being caught by someone. And if someone did see them it wouldn't matter, they were both single and free to do whatever they wanted with whoever they wanted. "Took you long enough." he said with a coy smile as they broke apart again.
 
Isabella smiled into the kiss, feeling elated in the moment. She had been afraid that this summer would be her worst as she stayed home in a house full of her mother's memories, but inviting Thomas had been a real mood up lifter and she felt this was turning into one of the best summers so far. The kiss was somewhat simple yet definitely the best so far. It felt much better knowing they were both single and able to kiss each other freely. Even if they weren't single, they were in Italy, who would ever see them? But still, not having to feel guilty for kissing Thomas felt so much better, and even without the thrill of doing something forbidden kissing Thomas did not lose its fun.

Once they parted, Isabella rolled her eyes playfully at Thomas' remark and said, "Well if I wanted you to be able to stay at my house I couldn't very well kiss you at the front door!" She stuck her tongue out playfully at him before leaning up to give him a peck lightly, wanting to take advantage of the freedom they now had. After that she turned around and walked the rest of the way to the shore, wriggling lightly as the water began lapping at her bare feet. She smiled to herself as she took a feet more steps in, thinking that she ought to make the most of this trip because they'd have to head back home eventually where she was going to need sufficient time to convince her cousin and caretaker not to rat her out to her father when he got home.
 
Thomas laughed at Isabella's responce, it would have been an awkward experience if she had indeed kissed him at the front door and for certain he wouldn't be hear right now. "Very true." he said returning the peck before making their way to the water. When his feet touched the water he was surprised how refreshing it was, not too warm and not too cold, perfect to relax in for the warm weather. Once he got used to the water he went on in until his feet could no longer touch solid ground. "Ahhh this is nice." he said floating for a bit in the water. After everything that had happened in the past year he was glad to just relax and not have to worry about anything really, no school, no girlfriend - technically, for once he was just able to have fun with no strings attatched. "So how long to you recon we have?" he asked Isabella.
 
Isabella emerged herself slowly into the warm water slowly until she could barely touch the ground. At 5'4" she was rather short so she couldn't go very far, but she was an excellent swimmer so it didn't matter. Still, at the moment she preferred for her feet to be touching the ground. Isabella twirled around happily in the water, not caring that her perfect curls were now being weighed down with the salt water.

When Thomas asked how long they had, Isabella laughed lightly. "Hmmm, we have to be back before dark," she said with a nod of her head, thinking about her father's routine schedule. Part of her wanted to leave just a little bit earlier just in case her father decided to leave New Zealand early because Thomas was staying over. "We can't leave without having pizza though okay? It's like a crime if you don't have pizza in every city you visit, there are different types in every city," she informed him, half sounding like a tour guide and half just playfully. When she thought about it, it really was insane how many different types of pizza there was, all were so different but so deliciously good, and totally acceptable for her to eat as a vegetarian. She was glad her petite frame remained the way it was because of her fast metabolism, otherwise she didn't think she could ever have a good meal at home.
 

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