🌟sparks🌟 (matt sturniolo)

- 17 - bandaid -

nicolas sturniolo was confused. there were not many things that confused him in life, but freyja and matt's 'friendship' was one of them. there were multiple situations concerning the pair that confused him so much that his head spun. nic's specialty was finding out why he was confused. he was great at getting to the bottom of confusing situations.

the first thing that confused nic was when, about a week and a half ago, matt came up to him and asked him to not include freyja in posts or tiktoks, or vlogs. if freyja had an issue with it, why hadn't she just said so, or told him herself? he had also noticed that she hadn't been active on any of her socials since the day matt spoke to him. it was weird.

the second thing that confused nic was the flirting in the group chat. he was pretty sure it was flirting, but then again, nic had no experience so it was hard to tell.

the final thing that confused nic was what he walked into on wednesday morning.

matt woke up before freyja. her head was still laying on his chest, and her arms were wrapped loosely around his waist. matt's head was facing the wall, and he had one arm resting gently on freyja's back. the other clutched her hand against his side. 

when matt opened his eyes and registered the body beside him, he was immensely confused for a few seconds. but then he remembered the night before: the tears, the news, the confession. he sighed gently, careful not to wake freyja up. there were tear stains down her face, and her hair was rumpled and frizzy. 

as he had been going to sleep the night before, matt had thought long and hard about who he wanted to tell about the comments. chris and nic were not an option. usually, he wouldn't keep something so serious from them, but he knew they would make a massive deal about it. there was no point telling madi, because she would tell chris and nic, and mary-lou and justin would want to go straight to the police. maybe going to the police was what needed to happen, but matt needed to tell someone he knew would handle the whole situation calmly. and that was how he decided to tell justin. 

matt sighed quietly, and gently pulled his hand away from freyja's. he was about to climb out of bed as quietly and carefully as he could when the door flew open. "matt and freyja, we're going out for breakfa-" nic stopped mid-sentence when he saw freyja lying in matts bed with him.

"what the fuck is going on here?" he questioned, suspiciously.

"nic it's not what it looks like. it's just that.....um......uh....freyja....," matt trailed off when he saw freyja opening her eyes.

"good mornin-" she began to speak but stopped dead when she saw nic staring at them.

"ummmm...we were just...uh," matt struggled to find the words. he couldn't just tell nic freyja was upset and he had been comforting her because then that would give everything away.

"we were watching a movie, and i fell asleep right here. i don't remember anything, but matt obviously just went to bed because he couldn't be bothered waking me up and dealing with grumpy freyja," she sat up, not breaking eye contact with nic.

"how did you guys end up cuddling then?" nic raised an eyebrow, flicking his eyes from freyja to matt.

matt opened his mouth to speak, but freyja cut in, sounding exhausted. "look nic, we just fell asleep. neither of us remembers much, but we just woke up like this. we obviously moved while we were sleeping."

nic's hard stare finally softened. "fine. but hurry up because the rental car from yesterday is due back in 20 minutes, and then we are going to breakfast."