West's P. O. V
"You broke D!." Luca challenged, waltzing into my apartment like it was nothing. And what was this new drama he was going on about now.
"What do you mean by I broke her?." I asked, not sure how I must have done something wrong in such a short span of time.
"You frickin said you loved her!."
"And?." I sharply cut in, not understanding his drift. He face palmed and slumped on my couch, muttering profanities under his breath.
"What's the big deal there?." His expression made it seem like the feelings weren't reciprocated in the slightest.
"She's freaked out by it, you dumbass!." Luca seemed more pissed off than Diana could ever be. The fuck is up with his reaction, how the hell did he even know that?.
"Her flight is in three days, couldn't you pick a better time to tell her that." He went on, ranting about the sensitivity of girls and how long it takes them to realise their feelings.