i want you, bless my soul, and
i ain't gotta tell him, i think he 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀.
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𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛. . .
if there is anything an influencer
would warn another influencer
not to do, it is fall in love with a fan.
𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁 clearly does not con...
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CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR ! real life. . .
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real life. ━━━━
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"so... why aren't your parents home?"
anaiah glances over at matt, the light of the microwave gleaming over his face as he looks at her. "well," she sighs over the loud popping noice of the popcorn. "they're in madrid."
"what?" his eyes widen comically. "no shit?"
her lip quirks up at the shock evident on his face. "i'm being serious," she tells him.
"what the fuck are they doing in madrid?" he asks, genuinely curious as to why the fuck her parents are in a whole other country right now.
"they're business people," she answers with a shrug, leaning onto the counter next to the microwave as he stares at her. his stare is a hot one that makes her skin burn, but she's trying not to focus on that. haha.
"ohhh," he understands, tapping his fingers along the surface of the microwave as they wait for the popcorn to fully cook. "they just leave you here?" he questions, raising his brows at her slightly.
