"we weren't really even dating. it's no big deal." matt mumbles not looking up.
"weren't really even dating' my ass!" chris laughs and matt looks less than amused.
"chris..." nick says warningly.
"well it wasn't serious. we were literally just talking. and it was short lived." matt explains.
"then why do you seem so sad." i state rather than ask. he won't even look up at me and i roll my eyes. i don't want to seem like i care too much, otherwise i might give away our little sneaky link. if you would even call it that.
i say bye to nick and chris before i leave to my own house. matt has had him self locked up in his room ever since our last conversation about his little break up. he's so emo.
when i get home my mom is cooking spaghetti and my dad is working on some project. i can tell by the loud bussing noises coming from the basement.
"you hungry?" my mom asks. i'm not really but i could go for some spaghetti. when boys fail, food pulls through.
"starving." i respond.
after dinner, i go upstairs to take a shower. i take longer than usual, thinking and dosing off.
i towel dry my hair and put my dirty clothes in my laundry basket. when i pick up my phone and look at the notifications, i have a text from matt, do u want to meet up? butterflies erupt in my stomach.
a pang of guilt hits my chest when i see the text was sent three hours ago. he must have sent it as soon as i left. he wants to see me and he's been alone all day. sad and lonely. and that's when i remember why he's so upset. netty. the brat broke his heart and now he's running to me for comfort. not. happening.
i leave him on read and put my phone down and collapse on my bed. i try to watch tv but i keep glancing at my phone. not even the vampire diaries can distract me from him. every time elena and damon are on screen i imagine i'm elena and matt is damon. then i start debating which last name is hotter: salvatore or sturniolo? before i can make the final verdict, i give up and grab my phone.
what do u want? i text back. he doesn't respond immediately so i assume he's just not going to answer.
i turn my ringer on just in case before i resume my show. as soon as i set my phone down it rings, but it's not a text. someone is calling me i'm expecting it to be marly or even that stupid bitch laken, but when i pick up my phone, matty b raps is on the screen. he's calling me? we only ever text unless it's a group facetime with nick and chris.
i hesitate, but then answer. "hello?" his voice rasps when i put the phone up to my ear. i don't know why but my heart is beating out of my chest.
"hey." i whisper back. i don't know why i whisper. it's not like my parents are asleep.
it's dead silent for a while. just static. then i hear his voice again. this time less husky and more nervous.
"i just thought maybe you would want to come over."
"i was just over." i make myself say back dryly, although it kinda hurts. his voice sounds so small, like he's scared.
"i know but....." he pauses, "you know what i mean. or i could come to your place."
"to do what?" i ask a little harsher this time, "get over netty?"
he sighs frustratedly on the other end, "i'm not 'getting over' anybody. i tried to but that obviously failed considering what i'm currently doing."
"what?" i ask more than confused.
"i broke up with netty. not the other way around." he states.
"why did you do that?" i ask now seriously intrigued.
"because she had no since of humor, you can't talk to her about anything, her voice is highly annoying, she's too short, her hair is too blond, i barely even knew her and she's not you." he finishes breathlessly.
what the heck? she's not.... me?
we sit in silence until matt finally sighs and mumbles nervously, "sorry. uhm..... i guess i'll leave you alone now-"
"no!" i stop him a bit too loudly. "i- i'll come over." the butterflies in my stomach are now playing an intense game of tag.
"oh- okay." he stutters.
"okay. see you in a minute." i say back before ending the call.
i take a deep breath before looking at myself on my mirror. my cheeks are bright red and my eyes look like i just saw a ghost. i have school tomorrow so my parents don't want me staying over at anyones house. well, time to sneak into matt's bedroom at 11 pm.
it's more difficult than it sounds, sneaking to matt's room at night when i'm supposed to be in my own room sleeping and i have to dodge both of my parents, nick, chris, their parents (not that they would care but i don't want them to tell nick or chris), plus trevor who may or may not bark at the sound of an intruder.
after i've successfully crawled through my window, i carefully scale down the latter trying to make the least amount of noise as possible. once i'm down, i sprint like a gazelle over mrs. garrison's yard, then i am finally at the sturniolos. there is no way to get in through matt's window, so i am forced to go literally through his whole house. every single hallway.
matt texted me that he left the door unlocked. it would a bad idea if he walked with me to his room because that would cause more noise and i'm way more agile by myself.
after spending what felt like an eternity turning the door nob, i quickly opened it, stepped inside and closed it as slowly and quietly as possible. i tip toe through the living room, avoiding every memorized squeaky spot on the floor. all the lights are off and it seems silent until i hear chris cackle upstairs. it kinda scared the shit out of me. on my way up their stairs, trevor is bouncing down them and stops midway when he sees me. i reach my hand out and pet his head to let him know it's only me and he hopefully won't bark.
after he realizes i'm not a stranger, he continues trotting down the stairs.
when i finally make it up, i look down the hallway and there are 2 doors open. neither of which are matt's of course. first i have to pass nick's room. i step tensely closer and closer to his door. it is open just enough for trevor to get through so there is less of a chance he will see me. i hear what sounds like he's on tik tok. it would be even better if he had air pods in. i leap past his door and then i'm faced with chris's head on. it is wide open. it sounds like he's playing videos games and talking to people with a head set on though so all i have to worry about is that he won't see me.
"yeah dude, i was like damn since when are you a player." i pretty much stop drop and roll past his door and boom. just like that i've made it. just open one more door and i will see matt.
a/n: sorry i haven't updated in 100,000,000 years. i'm lazy. i probably wouldn't have if it weren't for your pushy but motivating comments. xoxo ur least favorite author<3
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Fanfiction(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?
