Mar is currently at my house. Usually Mattia is here and that's my excuse to have him over, but Mattia is out with a girl rn and my parents aren't home. If i get in trouble for having him over istg.
Mar: now. When am I officially going to meet your parents?
Mila: mar, you've known them for two years. You don't have to meet them.
Mar: yeah I do. You know have dinner with la familia. Have some pasta or whatever you italians eat.
Mila: hey. I'm Mexican too.
Mar: like i said. You're Italian. Am I wrong?
Mila: no
Mar: exactly.
Mila: ok well when am I meeting your family hmm? Never met your sister or your parents.
Mar: tonight. I already told them you were coming over.
Mila: oh holy shit. That was quick. What time.
Mar: 6:30.
Mila: oh my god. That's in 1 and a half hours! I need to get ready!
Mar: you don't have to dress up. My mom is making pasta...
Mila: ahaha. Why?
Mar: cause i told her you were Italian.
Mila: why is me being Italian such a big deal for you? Also, I don't know what to wear Mar. i need to make a good impression.
Mar: you look good in anything. But you don't need to dress nice mamas. Just wear some jeans and a nice shirt.
I nod and grab mom jeans and a pinkish sweater out of my closet:
Mar: it's like 70° out shorty
Mila: i have a black tank top under it. It's fine.
Mar: alright ma. Whatever you say. You know, after dinner you can take off that sweater and-
Mila: lets just go to your house now yeah?
Mar: you always interrupt me when I say some cute shit.
Mila: more like horny. Now let's go. I don't want my parents getting mad for having you over.
Mar: wait, they don't know we're dating?
Mila: no not yet.
Mar: is that why you don't want me to meet them.
Mila: again, you already know them. 2. I've been meaning to tell them it's just never a good time. They've been stressed lately.
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Brother's friend
FanfictionYou are Mattia's little sister and you have always liked a special someone in his little group of friends. It's hard not to like him when things get heated between them...