(fem reader)
y/n is neighbors to the sturniolo family. she has been friends with the triplets for as long as she can remember. she has always been strictly only friends with all three of them. but now they are teenagers. what if something changes?
my alarm was going off. i had set it for 6:00 a.m. for school. . i was half asleep and couldn't tell if i was dreaming or not. i knew it wasn't a dream when i heard matt groan beside me. i reach over to my night stand to turn it off.
memories from last night flooded my mind as i fully woke up. me and matt had spent the whole night cuddling and talking about so many random things. i remember one of them being me telling him how beautiful he is.
i roll out of bed and matt does the same. i take a minute to watch him and think how weird it was to see him waking up in my room. he had spent the night before, but with nick and chris. and that was a long time ago. nowadays we choose to stay at there house. their parents are way more chill and it's more fun in general. but this was the first time me and matt had stayed the night together without nick and chris.
matt silently walked over to the window and stood there staring at it, looking like a zombie. he was always a little grumpy and.... dead in the mornings.
but this was the first school morning i've seen him, considering my parents don't let me have sleepovers on school nights. i can't complain about them too much because they do let me have sleepovers with boys. it's weird how parents pick and choose their battles. what they will and won't let you do. my parents are: sleepovers on school nights: no, sleepovers with boys: yes, skipping church: no, leaving church early to beat the baptists to chili's: yes, having a boyfriend: no, having a girlfriend: HELL NO.
it's also weird how conservatives pick and choose their conservative qualities. like my parents aren't racist but they are homophobic. do think women deserve rights but support the patriarchy.
"you can sneak through front door." i tell him. "my dad has already left for work and my mom is probably in the shower."
he doesn't say anything, he just nods. "want me to come with you?" i offer.
"do you want to?" he asks me, looking up. "yes." i tell him, giving him a sweet smile.
we tiptoe down the stairs and i sigh in relief when i hear my mom's shower running and see my dad's truck is gone.
we head out the door and walk to the sturniolo's. the air smells fresh and moist with morning dew. i stand at the end of the driveway and watch him walk up to his house. he turns around and waves at me. i wave back and turn to head back to my house.
i wonder if nick spent the night at mrs. garrison's house. no, that would be weird. i wonder if cameron stayed at the sturniolo's. more likely than nick staying over there but not probable. i imagine cameron walking up to his mom, "hey, can i spend the night at the neighbor's house? i made friends with their son." "no, honey. you need to stay here to spend quality time with your grandma."
when i get back to my house, i decide to go in through my window in case my mom is out of her room.
i climb up the latter then climb up the paneling and slide open my window. now i see why matt didn't want to exit through the window. it requires energy.
i brush my teeth and fix my hair and do my eye brows and curl and mascara my lashes. i almost forget to put on deodorant, then get dressed in the outfit i laid out before i went to bed.
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i went down for breakfast and my mom was in the kitchen making eggs. "do you want some? i can make them cheesy." she offered me. "sure." i said as i sat down my backpack.
"do you want me to take you to school or are you car pooling with the boys?"
"i..... don't know. guess you could take me." probably a good idea considering me and matt would probably feel awkward with nick and chris right now because i don't think they know that matt spent the night last night. or that we kissed.
all nick knows is that i like matt. chris knows nothing.
a thought came to my head that worried me. i can't believe that if matt actually liked me that he wouldn't tell nick and chris. they tell each other everything. they are a unit. they make up one functioning human. so did that mean matt didn't really like me? no, i'm just over thinking. maybe matt just realized he liked me the day he kissed me. or maybe he doesn't want to tell them because it's weird because it's me. i'm kind of like their sister in a way. or maybe he is like me, and just never admitted it to himself.
school happens. same thing as usual. some freshman were trying to fight in the bathroom and caused a big scene. that's the most interesting thing that happened all day. that and my friend laken getting in detention for being late to the same class during the same nine weeks. mrs. fletcher is ruthless.
i was walking with marly and laken to fourth block when i saw matt and chris. i smiled at them and they came over to walk with us. "our english teacher is making us wright a fucking 750 word essay." chris complains. "whens it due?" i ask. "class time tomorrow." matt answers. "that's a small time frame." laken awkwardly adds. she is always awkward, but i love her.
when they leave laken sighs dreamily, "they are so fucking hot."
"oh my god, laken, stop." i mean she's not wrong.
"for real, y/n," marly says, "your lucky as fuck."
"whatever." i roll my eyes. i can't believe they are doing this right now. it's like they don't get it. me and the guys are actual friends and have been for longer than i've even known them. they aren't just boys you gush about at slumber parties.
"seriously, chris though," laken makes a weird noise, "he is by far the most attractive." oh no she didn't. i don't know why everyone thinks chris is more attractive than matt.
"he is NOT!" i exclaim. and that's when i knew i fucked up.
they both gasp as we make it into our science class. "do you like matt?" marly accuses. "no, guys, i just don't see why everyone thinks chris is cuter."
"he's not," marly says, "when it comes to the cutest matt checks that box for sure."
i like marly because she can admit the truth of someone being attractive without crushing on them.
i hate to not tell them about matt, but right now just doesn't seem right. what me and matt have right now is special and secret and i want to keep it that way.
a/n: i love how when i have to write an essay for school i low key struggle to get at least 500 words but when i right fanfiction i pop out well over 1,000 words per chapter easily. just a funny thought.
have a good day/night and don't forget u a bad bitch<3
