𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝

53

valentina

"Good morning love." Thick with sleep, Matteo's smooth voice wakes me from my dreamless state.

"Mm." I smile feeling him tuck a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Your hair is so soft." Matteo twists a piece of my hair around his finger before pulling it a little, "Get up."

"Fuck off."

He flicks my forehead and I flinch, opening my eyes to glare at him but he just smiles.

"There's those brown eyes."

"Please go walk yourself off a cliff."

"Only if you do it with me sweetheart."

I groan and flip onto my front, shoving my face into the fluffy pillows. A harsh palm lands heavy on my ass and I turn my head to look at Matteo.

"You have three seconds to run before I kill you." His green eyes widen and he makes quick work of getting off the bed and to the other side of the room.

But he's not quick enough.

I slap his arm hard and he glares at me, holding it like an injured puppy. "You're lucky I didn't break it."

Staring up at his messy brown bedhead, piercing green eyes and soft pink lips, the butterflies my stomach can't help but flutter.

I love you, asshole.

"Can we go down to the library later?" My voice comes out a lot less strong than I wanted it to and his expression softens at the sound of it.

Matteo's big palms snake their way to my lower back and he yanks me forward, "Sure."

"How are you feeling after last night?" He adds, one of his hands now rubbing gentle circles.

"Drained." I reply honestly knowing there's no use in lying.

"Coffee?"

"Please."

We separate to get changed and I throw on a pair of grey shorts and a white graphic tee, tying my hair up in a messy bun and slipping on some pink fluffy socks.

When I walk out of my room I come face to face with Matteo, who just happens to be wearing a pair of grey shorts and a white graphic tee.

"Seriously?" I deadpan, rest my hands on my hips.

"Fuck off, I'm not changing."

"Neither am I but someone has to."

Matteo doesn't respond, instead he just turns and walk down the hall. I roll my eyes and follow after him. How the hell did I fall in love with that?

The closer we get to the kitchen we start to hear more of Imara and Enzo's voices.

"Buongiorno." She greets as we walk into the room, eyeing our outfits with a teasing smile as she cooks something on the stove.

"Not a word mama." Matteo point and she raises her hands up in defence.

We get some cups and start making coffee, with Matteo bumping into me on purpose almost knocking me over three times.

"Where did you two run off to last night?" We glance at each other.

"Vee felt sick so I took her home." Matteo explains with a shrug and Imara seems to take it.

"Vee?"

He sends me a fleeting look before coughing, "Valentina."

"Oh." She smirks, "I see."