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ellas point of view

i wake up later than usual, chris is gone and i'm just here by myself i walk downstairs to nicks room and nobody's in there either, wtf.

i go to matt's room and see him sleeping. i shake him awake "where is everyone" i ask his in a soft voice "bitch i don't know get out" he sasses.

"rude as fuck, wake up sleepy head." i say getting comfy in his bed before texting the gc.

                    "chris farted"

ellabella: where r u guys???

nicolas <3: gone

ellabella: tf

smelly: we walked to the store because matt wouldn't get up.

ellabella: i'm in his room and he's snoring

smelly: boring mf

mattyb: ella shut up bitch

ellabella: someone's grouchy gm




"well good morning matty" i say with a smile "ew why r u happy" he says with a disgusted look. "why r u moody"

"i'm not." he says "well i told chris i have a crush on him" i say with a grin "shut the fuck up don't lie." he scoffs "i'm not you fuck! he says he likes me back." i say "NO WAY" he sits up in excitement, i laugh and nod my head.

"are you guys dating?" he asks rubbing his hands together "no" i say plainly looking at my phone. "boring" he replies.

we sit in silence before chris and nick bust into the room with a bag full of candy. nick throws a box of nerds at my face and it knocks me in the nose "bitch ow what the fuck is ur problem" i say holding my nose. "whoopsies" he giggles, all the boys laugh along and we all hang out and talk about stupid stuff.

time skip <3








chris and i r sitting in the kitchen, i'm answering snaps when i get a insta notification.





alex.p17: telling people i verbally abuse you?

ella_bella: what?

alex.p17: why r u telling people i abused you?

ella_bella: no, i don't even fucking talk about you. blocking you now bye.

alex.p17: wait, why would i get these texts then.

ella_bella: maybe because people saw you drag me out of school. bye.



"ugh" i sigh then block him throwing my phone across the counter. "what's up?" chris asks leaning onto the counter, "nothin just feeling stressed." i reply sadly.

"mhm" he walks over to me and places his head on my shoulder. "can we talk more when we're done making pasta?" i ask him looking down at my fingers.

"yea" he replies before kissing my cheek. i smile at the feeling it just gave me then i relax into my chair while i wait for my chef to cook for me and my friends.

pastas done so we call the boys out to come eat. nick comes running, guess he's hungry. "jesus slow down." i say while nick is literally about to swallow his plate whole. "shut up bitch don't even start." he snaps back.

"alrighty then! matt how was your day" i say switching the subject, chris giggles at this. "meh" he replies shoving his face with noodles.

"okay well this is boring i'm going upstairs." i say putting my bowl in the sink. i go upstairs then i plop into chris's bed.

his mom walks in "hi sweetie" i look at her with happy eyes. "hi marylou"

"how are you? i've seen u slept over last night?" she asks taking a seat on the bed. "yea, i think i'm sleeping here tonight too." i reply lazily.

"your mom is worried about you." she looks at my with a pleading look. "i'll go home tomorrow" i fake smile. "good because she won't stop texting me" she laughs, i laugh to. she says goodnight and exits the room.

chris walks in "what was that about?" he asks laying down. "nothing important" i reply playing on my phone.

"it's saturday tmr, wanna do something fun?" he asks me turning on his side to look at me. "like what?" i ask turning as well.

"wanna go sledding?"

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