mattia polibio: my boy

mattia's pov

💭i wonder how her parent's took it being that they weren't the best.... parents? i don't know they were weird.

some say i overreacted, i thought about it.

it was mainly my insecurities that drove it to the point it got to.

but it is what it is.

i've been trying to avoid her before i break the fuck down.

i wonder how she's been handling it at home.

i haven't opened my window since. 

broo why's she always on my FUCKIN mind.

i seen her around with that michael bitch too.

i gotta admit, he isn't the worst lookin. 

i mean, i ain't gay but, yeah.

i've deleted her off everything. 

all those stupid selfies that i thought was the cutest shit

gone.

my heart hurt.

she looks like she hasn't slept at all, or she's been getting way too much sleep.

i honestly missed her. i did. 

i missed holding her. not just the sex, the cute shit.

fuck.

i wish- 💭

jasmine: mattia?

mattia: huh?

i was currently working on that dumb math project, but with a different partner.

jasmine: are you ok?

mattia: yeah

the bell rang and i dashed. this is usually when i'd walk y/n to second period, but obviously not anymore. i glanced over at her. she was talking to michael. i don't blame her.

he was the only friend she had now.