- The next day -
I woke up into the sun shining in my face. I sat and sniffed the smell of bacon in the air. I smiled as I hurried downstairs into the kitchen.
"Mar-..co?" I stopped 10 feet away from the stove to see Mattias back facing me.
He then turned around sitting two plates on the table. He grabbed orange juice out of the fridge and filled two wine glasses with it then seated himself.
I stood there confused. Why was he here?!
"Arent you gonna eat?" He asked in a normal tone
He sat there eating his pancakes as if I wasn't mad about anything. As if I wasn't still pissed off about Jenna. The reason I left was to get away from him!
"Your foods gonna get cold," he said taking another bite out of his pancake
I sat across from him and sat back in my seat.
"Is this your way of trying to make me forgive you? Some pancakes, eggs, and bacon,?"
"I just thought since Marco wasn't here I'd cook for you" he shrugged
I grabbed the plate and threw it at him making the food splatter all over his suit. I then grabbed the cup of orange juice throwing it at him.
"Fuck you and your shitty ass food" I got up and walked upstairs
-
Mattia said back in his seat while wiping the juice off of his eyes. He got up cleaning the mess before walking upstairs
-
I changed out of the shirt I was in, into one of Marco's sweats and a T-shirt. Just then there was a knock on the door and I internally groaned
"Go away mattia"
"I just wanna talk," he said from the other side of the door
"THERE'S NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT SO LEAVE" I yelled
He then opened the door locking it behind him. He leaned back on the door probably so I couldn't get out. I rolled my eyes as I laid back on the bed and got on my phone.
"You know the pancaked were good," he said
"MATTIA WHAT IS THIS? WHY ARE YOU HERE?!"
"I just wanted to talk to you!"
"I don't care about what you have to say-"
"JUST LISTEN TO TO ME" he yelled
I stood there with an angry face but I could feel myself slowly getting wet. I loved how when he would get mad you could hear his Italian accent mix with his New Jersey one. It just made me melt inside.
"Y-you have 5 minutes," I said
He took a breath before looking back up at me.
"I know you'll never forgive me but.. I hate this going on between us. The yelling and bickering if we're at least over each other I wanna be on good terms, I don't want you mad at me" he said
"Why would you care if I was mad or not?" I crossed my arms over my chest
He walked over to me and grabbed my hands kneeling down on one knee.
"perché ti amo ancora, princess" he stared into my eyes
"I don't speak Italian" I mumbled
"Because I still love your princess.. not matter how mad you are at me you'll always have my heart I don't care if you're going to put a gun to my head I'll always love you"
I looked at him for a second before removing my hands from his and turning away.
"I'll think about it" I mumbled
"Baby-"
"You still have food on you, you should go home and change" I interrupted him
He didnt say anything as he got up.
"I'll see you later princess.."
"Bye mattia," I said blankly
Without even looking I knew he had a sad expression on his face. The door closed and I sighed and laid back on my bed.
Why does he have to make my life so difficult I hate this. If I never would've been so nosey about who "anonymous" was all of this would've never happened. No drama, no pregnancies, no heartbreaks.
I sniffled as I cuddled up to the pillow next to me slowly falling back to sleep.
- Later -
I shuffled around trying to move but couldn't. I slowly opened my eyes to see arms around my waist.
"Marco.," I said in a raspy voice
I turned around to look at him but saw he was sleep. I smiled at how cute he looked and without thinking.. I kissed him.
His eyes fluttered open as he smirked and I pulled away.
"What a nice way to wake up" he chuckled
"You planned this?!"
"After watching the sleeping beauty I thought I'd give it a try"
I rolled my eyes "your weird"
"Only for you" he winked as he got up
"Where are you going?" I asked
"To get some food, you want something?" He asked
"Uh sure"
"Alright, I'll be back" he grabbed his keys and left
I smiled as he closed the door.
I wonder if I making the right decision. Is Marco better for me?
I was literally half asleep while writing this, so again. If I misspelled stuff don't tell me
