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-y/n

we got out of the car and walked down the parking garage . there was no space to park because new york was so packed . the hotel was so beautiful and the view we had was so nice . i cant believe mattia brought me to new york , ive never really had the thought because i didnt know where i would go and what i would do .

" i want to live here when i leave college" he tells me and i look up 

" yeah , why though ?" i ask , " the views are really nice , i love the crowded streets , the museums here are great , its like i was made for new york " he replies and i smile at him .

we made it inside of the hotel and it looks so expensive , i wonder what are room would look like. 

" mattia how much is it per night here ? " i asked curiously only because it looks so expensive i dont need him wasting his money on me  . " does it matter " he asked . " and dont even say that it does " he raises his finger to my lip .

" hello , i have a reservation under the name y/n polibio " i shoot him a look being surprise by the use of his last name . " what ? " he ask me and i give him a small smile . " thats your future last name , so better get used to it ." he states .

" okay for 3 days and 2 nights ?" the reservation lady ask . " yes " mattia nods .  " can i have your id sir ?" mattia takes his id out and gives it to the man . he typed in some things and gave mattia his license back . " okay to we have city view penthouse and deluxe , if you need extra shampoo and conditioner there is some over there" he points to a little cabinet . 

" your total for your stay will be-" 

" y/n go get some extra shampoo and conditioner please " mattia smiles and i roll my eyes playfully and walk away . " enjoy your stay " the man say , " thank you " mattia say politely as he rolls me and his suitcase to the elevator . " how many did you get ?" his eyes widen .

" do you see the amount of hair on my head , these little bottles wont do anything " i say to him and he lets out a chuckle. 

we waited for the elevator to come down , we stepped in and mattia pressed our floor . " you know its okay to hold onto me , because i know your afraid of heights " i teased and his eyes narrow . " oh please , im never afraid of heights " he responded back . " thats not what canada said " i joked . 

we walked down the hall to our room , he took the card from his back pocket and scanned it to open the door . i walked in and it was so beautiful , and the view was perfect .

" holy shit this is our room " i looked at all the white furniture . 

" you like it ?" he asked while closing the door 

" i freaking love it " i say with excitment . i ran to him and jumped in his arms and kissed him . " your the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for , i love you " i tell really appreciating him for everything he has done.

" i love you more " he says giving me one last kiss i got down and walked around the room . 

" is that central park ?" i asked walking over to the large glass window and he nods .

he is really the fucking best , no one has ever done anything like this for me and i really appreciate him for it . words cannot describe how inlove i am with this boy and i hope we stay together for as long as i live . 

" where do you wanna go first " he asked i looked at him with a smile " your the tour guide , remember ive never been to new york " i say to him .

" alright im gonna freshen up then we can go " he says walking in the bathroom and i nod .

i sit on the edge of the bed and take in all the view of everything . the people walking on the sidewalks , all the cars , new york is just so busy and beautiful . i take my phone out and take a picture .

"alright ready to go?" he ask and i nod really fast .

" i love you , thank you so much " he hug him .

" visiting new york for your first time has to be something to remember " he looks down and smiles at me .

" and also , im paying for something on this trip , whether you like it or not " i say pointing my finger as i grab my purse .

" yeah yeah " he says as he opens the door .

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