The Fuck Boy

15

Y/n: it's okay mattia...

M: no it's not I'm sorry I fucked up.

He got up and ran fingers through his hair.

M: I wish we could be like we use to be. Everything I said in our tree house was true before like I kissed you.

I got up.

Y/n: I miss us to, really.

He looked at me and I looked at him.

I was starting to lean in then I just looked the other way.

Y/n: I gotta go home, it's getting late.

M: okay.

I grabbed his arm

Y/n: goodnight mattia.

I smiled.

M: goodnight y/n.

I walked away to my house.

I ran upstairs and fell on my bed.

Why did I feel some type of way when I touched him.

I don't like him. I'm barely getting him back as my friend.

I don't even wanna be friends with him.

I wanna be just like it was last year when I was only friends with the girls and he wasn't in the picture.

I don't want him but I do.

Why am I even stressing about this.

I turned and laid down.

Mattias Pov:

She touched my arm and I felt something.

I don't know why but I just felt like... words can't even explain what I felt.

Y/n: goodnight mattia

M: goodnight y/n.

She walked away.

I watched her as she went in her house.

I walked into my house to my room.

I seen her through the window falling into her bed.

I smiled and closed the window.

I like her, not like as a crush or anything cause no I wouldn't wanna ruin shit like that.

She's my best friend, or was my best friend.

I wanna hangout with her more.

I don't know if she does tho.

Why am I even thinking about her just stop.

I roll over and fall to sleep.

To be continued....