Helllooo, so this is my first 'Call Me By Your Name' fanfiction and if you haven't seen the movie or read the book, you so need to!
This story will take place after Oliver and Elios midnight. The title is french for to remember.
Disclaimer: I own Nothing
XxXxX
Elio could still taste Oliver on his lips. It was as if he was floating and nothing else mattered.
Oliver had just left to go in to town and Elios heart yearned for contact with the older man. He couldn't let his parents find out about Oliver, in fear that they would move Oliver away from him.
Elio sat in silence as he ate his breakfast. He didn't look at his parents the whole time but could feel them shooting him looks every once in a while.
After finishing his food and excusing himself from the table, Elio grabbed his bike and headed straight for Oliver.
XxXxX
Oliver was waiting for his papers to print in the small shop in Crema. He admired the early bustle around town and the cool breeze of the morning air.
He touched a hand to his lips and smiled at the memories of where those lips ventured to the night before. He too was light on his feet without a care in the world.
Thoughts of Elio and the night before flooded his mind and almost missed the sound of the machine finishing his papers.
XxXxX
Elio entered the town on his bike, only a block or two away from the shop Oliver was in. He smiled at some friendly faces and some tourists, as they admired the cities architecture.
Elio could see the shop now and he could see Anchise bike that Oliver had been using. His heart flutters with anticipation and a smile stretches his face as he petals a little faster.
Elio was so happy and set in his path, that he didn't hear the car horn or the yelling of bystanders.
Time slowed and Elio would have found it funny if not for the expressions on people's faces. He saw a woman cover her daughter's eyes and turn away herself. He saw a man already running toward him, but knew it was a pointless rescue. He saw the driver screaming and turning her head.
Next thing he knew, he was on the ground. He couldn't breathe, couldn't move, and couldn't hear. Shapes formed around him and muffled voices began to filter in. He let his eyes take in his surroundings and he found the little girl on the sidewalk. A tear ran down her face and Elio could almost hear as it hit the ground.
Time sped up and the little girl was gone. His vision grew dark and he welcomed the abyss.
XxXxX
Oliver walked toward the door to the shop when he heard the screams and the brakes of a car followed by a dull thump.
He ran out the shop and saw a crowd of people around the front of the car and shoved his papers in his bag before running over. He was mentally trained for this and thought of how lucky the person was that he was here.
As he pushed through, the first thing he sees is a crumpled bike. He knew that bike. His heart slams to a halt and his throat closes up. His attempts to push through the crowd get rougher, but he doesn't care. Elio needs him.
He finally reaches the center and takes in the scene with frantic and watery eyes.
XxXxX
Oh no! What's the extent of the damage? Will Oliver be able to concentrate and help Elio? Will Elio survive? Let me know what you think. Peace and Chicken Grease.