Matt Sturniolo imagines.

Fuck papparazi.

*I LOVE HOW CUTE THIS ONE ISSS! 💕*

Its been a couple of days in LA and were heading out to dinner. Me and matt are listening to music in the front seat and nick is ranting on tik tok about the woman in the airport. Chris is just being Chris and chilling.

" im so fucking exited, i need some good Italian food." Chris exclaims and i nod my head and dab him up. " I've eaten fast food for weeks i need some good cooked meal." I say and matt smiles at me.

" were here, lets go." I say and grab matts hand and lead him into the restaurant.

" Welcome! Do you have a reservation?" The server asks and i stand to the front. " hi! Yes, 6:30 for 4." I say and she runs her finger down the notebook. " what name was it under." She asks and i tell her its under sturniolo's.

" Would you like to follow me." She exclaims and leads us to a booth at the back of the restaurant. " can i get you some drinks or do you need a couple of minutes." The server asks and i look through the menu.

" im good." Chris says and nick agrees.

" can i get a Pepsi." Chris says and she scribbles  it down on her notepad. " can i get a root beer." Nick and Matt order and i order a sprite.

"Ill get those for you and ill take food orders when i get back." She tells us and we scan the menu's in silence.

" the carbonara sounds good." I whisper to matt and turn to him in our sides of the booth.
" i want the Alfredo, chicken." He thinks and he turns to me.

The server comes back and we order our food and the food comes out pretty soon. We eat and chat about the upcoming plans and when our plates are empty the same waitress comes back to take her plates. When shes taking the last of the plates shes asking me if we want anything else.

" any of you want dessert." The waiter asks and i shake my head and lean back into the booth. " were all good, just the check." Matt asks and i grab my purse and get my card.

" ill get it guys." Matt says and i tell him i will. Chris and Nick just sit and watch us about to argue. " no baby, you payed for me to come on this trip, ill pay. Please." I whine and he takes my purse and tucks it under his arm.

Matt hands over his card and pays for everyones meal. " im taking you out tomorrow for dinner then." I shake my head and he smiles. " thank god i have no money left now." Matt teases and wipes his forehead in joke.

" lets go, i cant stand this."  Nick acts disgusted and shakes his head. We all thank the staff and head down the street to the car.

" im so full i need to lay down." Chris sighs and rubs his belly.

" hey guys, how is your day going." Someone asks and walks up to us and lingers the camera in our face. " uh." I stutter and the boys all look confused.

" how do you think you gained so many followers in so little time." The man asks and i feel matts hand search for mine and i grip it, tight. Everyone looks around at each other aimlessly, nick starts to speak and steps forward. I sigh, i feel bad for the boys. Fuck this paparazzi guy. 

" i think its just because our audience is young and were relatable so we have created a big following." Nick answers and we start to walk down the street but the man follows.

" when are you going to Boston, people think that your forgetting about how your content used to be." The man asks and i squeeze matts hand tight to let him know im here.

" i think that were just experimenting what directions our content could go, and because were still young we want to just find what opportunities our content could bring, we dont want to distract ourself. Thank you man but we really want to go home. Its been a long day." Chris answers and the man laughs and follows us down the street. I can see the car but he wont quit.

" this last question for matt is people have been shipping you with Alahna, what do you think about that?" The man asks and my cheeks redden and i have no patience left. I want to snap so bad but i dont want to embarrass myself or anyone else, i could see that on youtube.

" Alahna is nothing but a good friend and plus if you weren't living under a rock you would know this is my girlfriend." Matt replies and holds up our hands, held tightly together my knuckle is almost white.

" okay, thanks man." He says and jogs off down the street and we get in the car in silence, everyone pissed off from the paparazzi.

" fuck that guy." Matt sighs and sits in his chair for a little bit and blows some deep breaths. " i mean if your gonna interview people you need to be up to beat with peoples lives." I say and lean back into my chair.

The car ride home is silent and we all just keep the car silent. I hold onto matts arm and rub my finger in circles on his arm and he smiles at me.

" wanna watch a movie when we get to the room." Matt asks me and i nod and kick my shoes to the hotel door and i jump on the bed and take of my jeans and flop to the bed, i lay under the covers.

" i need to write in my journal, where is it." Matt asks and starts looking all over the room.

" no idea, when did you last use it." I ask and he is still routing through his bag. " i used it when i wrote about the night in the car." He explains and finds it in the bottom in the suitcase.

" ill wash up for bed, give you some time." I say and kiss his forehead before leaving to the bathroom. " thank you baby." He says and i wash and moisturise and put my hair up loosely. I walk back to the bed and lay next to him.

" how you feeling, you can talk to me." I ask and kiss little kisses on his shoulder. " i just felt under pressure because he was following us." He explains and i hug him and press my fingers into his shoulder.

" thats understandable, did writing it down help." I ask and he nods his head. " yeah, because now i can actually look at it and think of what i can do if it ever happens again." He smiles and shuts his journal and puts it in the bedside drawer. " i know its not ideal but you will get used to it. But ill be there holding your hand." I reassure him and he smiles at me and pulls me in for a kiss.

" im tired, can we go to sleep." I ask and he wraps his arms around me and i turn to face him and put my head in the crook of his neck and fall to sleep.