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Chapter 32

Last day of school this week.

Let me introduce you to a fraze, who kept me awake at this damnit early hour.

It already kept me away all the classes till lunch, but now I'm just falling asleep on my desk.

-"Sim, it's class." Mateo quietly said besides me, trying to wake me up.

-"I know." I answered, not bothering to look up.

-"Simone and Mateo, you can talk after school." The teacher said, making me quietly grunt.

-"And you can stop talking forever." I quietly whispered, making sure he didn't heard me.

Someone started laughing, so I glared at them, shutting them up.

-"Simone, do you want to share what you said to the class?" The teacher was already glaring at me.

-"No, that's why I whispered it." I answered, glaring back.

Someone gasped, but I didn't bother to look. After all, I don't care.

-"Simone, what's the correct answer?" He asked back, crossing his arms.

I scan over the black board, and calculate it in my head, soon saying out loud the answer, which really shocks the teacher.

And soon he leaves me alone, after testing my abilities.

-"Sim, wake up, the class ended." Mateo said, slipping his arm around me and positioning me straight.

I groaned, but followed him outside, walking to our next classroom.

After the school ended, I walked out and leaned against Mateo's cat, waiting for him.

-"Already waiting for me?" Mateo asked and grinned, walking closer.

-"No, I'm waiting for my boyfriend. Seen him around?" I smirked back, and pecked his lips.

-"There's no way I'm going back to that house, so I'm gonna stay with you forever." I said, sliding in my seat.

Mateo chuckled and started the car.

-"I'm completely fine with that." He said.

We drove to his apartment house and soon we were walking to his floor and unlocking the doors to get in.

I fell on the couch and Mateo rolled his eyes at me, walking to kitchen and getting something to eat and drink.

After a while he walked back, and I removed my legs to let him fall on the couch, soon placing my legs in his lap.

He took his computer and while waiting for it to turn on, drew circles on my legs.

I pulled out my phone and started browsing in internet, watching funny and weird videos.

After a while Mateo's head shot up, looking frozen and terrified.

And now I also smell something burning from the kitchen. Mateo is up in no time and fast walking to the kitchen, opening the window in his way to let the smoke out.

-"Did you- did you really just burnt something?" I asked, getting off of the couch and walking in kitchen, staring at Mateo's forming deep frown.

I start chuckling.

-"Oh my god, you really just burnt something." I get out.

He glared at me, and walks to the stove pulling out a dark looking cake.

-"Jup, it's my first time burning something, and I blame you for distracting me." He said, glaring at me again.

-"What? I didn't even do anything!" I playfully offended yelled back, and started laughing again.

-"You're more hot than the burning cake." Mateo said and crossed his arms.

-"You're an idiot." I said back, crossing my arms and glaring at him.

-"How? I just gave you a compliment."

-"The burning cake will cool down after a moment, genius."

-"So? I said burning cake, not a moment after."

-"You can't seriously compare me to a cake. That makes no sense."

-"It would, if you'd be a cake."

-"I'm done with this stupid conversation." I murmured, walking to his bedroom and dropping in his bed.

What's wrong with him?

Why do I still love him?

That makes no sense.

Absolutely no sense.

What's wrong with me? Why can't I be normal?

Mateo fell in bed besides me, staying on his back while I was laying on my stomach.

-"Are you mad at me?" He asked, looking over at me while I frowned.

-"Nah, why would I'd be mad?" I asked back, turning on my side.

-"You just walked away, I thought you hate me." He said.

-"I hate myself, not you, get over yourself." I groaned.

-"Why do you hate yourself?" He asked.

-"A lot of reasons." I said, remembering every time when I wasn't there for my friends when they needed me, always blocking everyone out...

There were a really lot of reasons why I hated myself, and why I couldn't forgive myself.

Mateo locked his fingers with mine, throwing me back to reality.

-"Stop thinking whatever you're thinking, I can't stand seeing you sad." He whispered, pulling me in his comfort.

-"Mhm, that's not true. I'm sad a lot and you're still standing besides me." I said, drawing circles on his hands.

-"I guess you're right, but I still-" He said, but I cut him off by kissing him.

I leant back and took in his overly serious expression, and I frowned.

-"I don't have much money, but I'll buy you whatever you want." He quietly said, sneaking his arms around me again.

-"That won't be necessary, I have you in front of me already." I said, and fell back on the bed, with him besides me.

-"I'm sure there's something you want." He said, and I glanced at him to confirm my theory that he was watching me.

-"Mhm, yeah you." I acted carelessly, even thought I cared a lot more than I should.

When I later went back to the house, all i wanted to do was stay with him.

But I couldn't.

And I hate everyone for that.

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