𝗜 𝗪𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗨𝗣 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗬 𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗛 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗔, and as i'm scrolling on instagram i get a text from matt of all people.
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mattress 😐: matt
isabella 😑: bella
mattress 😐:
hi
isabella 😑:
what do you want?
mattress 😐:
chris wants me to tell you good luck
with that malina girl
isabella 😑:
oh
well thank him for me
why couldn't he tell me himself tho?
mattress 😐:
um
ok i lied
isabella 😑:
???
mattress 😐:
i was actually going to wish you
good luck.
isabella 😑:
why?
mattress 😐:
i can't wish you good luck?
isabella 😑:
not really
you never speak to me unless we're
fighting
mattress 😐:
whatever dude
isabella 😑:
this is weird
mattress 😐:
yeah no shit
isabella 😑:
and he's back 😃
mattress 😐:
goodbye isabella
isabella 😑:
bye??
seen
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"that was weird as shit." i say to myself.
"what was?" landon, who seems to have been walking by my room asks.
"matt and i just had a really weird conversation." i tell him.
"you talked to matt?" he asks, eyes wide.
"he texted me. look." i show him my phone.
"yeah, that's weird." he confirms. "is he wishing you good luck?"
"i think so? i don't fucking know." i say.
"talk to chris or nick. maybe they can give you more info on if matt was acting weird today of whatever." landon shrugs.
"that's actually a good idea." i say. "congrats, landon. the first one you've ever had!" i smile. i love teasing my brother, i almost never can because he lives in la and goes all over the world filming movies and shows, so on the rare occasion that he comes home to boston on vacation, i'm always extra annoying.
you know, to make up for lost time.
"okay fuck you." he smacks my arm. "i was trying to help." he mumbles as he walks away. i laugh.
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after i finish getting ready, i get dressed and head out to brunch.
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what the fuck?? • matt sturniolo
Fanfiction˚ · • . ° . in which they seem to hate each other but can't be apart. matt sturniolo × female oc "even though i said that, i still hate you." ˚ · • . ° .
