𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 ━━ 𝘔𝘈𝘛𝘛 𝘚𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘖𝘓𝘖

( 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖)

𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕

As I climb back in through my window, I meet eyes with my dad's glistening ones that matched his smile.

"Hey papa." I greet, locking my window and hugging him.

"Hey kiddo. How'd it go?" he asks as we find a comfortable position on my bed.

"It went well. Matt brought me to a park because apparently I'm boring and then we started to talk about how I'm not allowed to date him or Chris and then I kinda went on and on about how like Matt is actually a sweet person and any girl would be lucky to be his girlfriend. And then he made this stupid bet that by the end of the Summer he'd be able to call me his girlfriend which I don't even think will happen because I just can't see myself liking him." I explain.

"Oh and if it's alright I told him about moving in with you." I add hesitantly, scrunching back in my seat hoping he wouldn't get mad. He puts a hand on my shoulder causing me to flinch then he jolts it back.

"Sorry." he apologizes, "It's alright papa." I reply, snuggling close to him.

"How about you tell me what you like about this Matthew kid." he says.

"Well..."

"I like that he's going against his mom just to see me every night. I like that the other night he brought me some Chick Fil A just because he knows I've never had it and because he heard that I don't eat a lot." I chuckle.

"I like how he's sweet and caring and he shows that he cares about me. He's also really funny, but only when he thinks he's not. And I don't know, he's just... something else." I continue.

"Well I think if he's going out of his way, completely disobeying his mother, just for a girl, bringing you food because he feels bad, that he'd be a great boyfriend for you." Papa states.

"Papa!" I exclaim, "What! Tell me any other boy that has done this for you." he challenges.

"Luca." I answer, "Nope, he just stopped eating when you did. And I'm pretty sure he just wanted to get in your pants. That kid, I'm gonna be honest, can disrespectfully fuck off, he was a dick." he replies.

"I thought he was nice." I mutter, "He was to you, not to us though." he replies.

"Well technically Matt would be mean to Payton." I point out, "Yeah and why's that?" he asks.

"Because Matt hates how Payton treats me. He like literally hates her and was saying how if he could, he'd raise me and then he was saying stuff like how he can't wait until I move in with you." I answer.

"He's a keeper." he comments, "Well I'm trying." I sigh.

"How about some Winnie the Pooh?" he offers, "That would be great." I reply.

I wake up, only to see that Papa had fallen asleep with me last night. I'm glad we made things right between us, I really had been missing my old family, even if it was just my dad.

"Morning Aria." My dad groans, stretching out, "Morning Papa." I reply, kissing his cheek before hopping out of bed.

"Um what do I have to wear today?" I ask him, walking to my closet, "Whatever you want, today's a chill day. We don't got anything planned." he answers before exiting my room so I can change.

I throw on an oversized T-Shirt and some baggy jeans before redoing my French braids.

"Now why can't I wear stuff like this everyday?" I mutter to myself before leaving my room.