Reagan laughed as Matteo drove through Monaco,
"This place is," Reagan's jaw dropped as she looked around at the view,
"Beautiful?" Matteo asked as he tried to finish her sentence,
"Spectacular," the girl shook her head,
"You want to see something cool?" The boy cocked his head as he looked at her,
"Of course," the blonde nodded as she rubbed her thumb on the side of his hand,
His hand landed on her lap and it just didn't seem to leave,
"And you didn't show me this sooner?" The girl let out a scoff as she reached her other hand other to hit him.
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It was a day later when Matteo paced around his room as he waited for Reagan to get ready,
He was somehow more nervous about her meeting his friends than she was.
"You ready?" Matteo called out as he looked at his watch,
"I need your help!" Reagan let out a struggled groan,
"What's wrong?" The boy asked as he walked back into his room,
It was where they were staying together.
"The zipper is stuck," the girl explained as her arms were now stuck in the air,
"I think that this is a look," the raven haired boy teased as he stood there with a smirk,
"Matteo!" The blonde sent him a glare,
"Im kidding," the Italian laughed as he shook his head,
"Sort of," he added as he still stayed where he was.
"Just come and help me out," the American muttered as she shook her head.
"Whats the magic word?" The tennis player asked as he walked closer to her,
"Please?" The PR manager cocked her head,
"It was actually daddy but I guess that your answer works too," Matteo sighed as he fixed her zip,
"You know that if you want me to start calling you that I won't hesitate," Reagan spoke plainly as she turned back to look at him,
"The look on your face!" She added with a laugh as she saw him turn a shade of red.
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Reagan watched in awe as Matteo brought her to the table to introduce her to his friends,
She stopped paying attention by the time that she got to Max.
"What's it like winning a drivers championship?" Reagan asked as she looked at the boy,
"You a fan?" Max was taken by surprise as he didn't think that the girl was going to be interested,
"I'm more of a Ferrari fan myself," the American explained as she shook her head,
"But you're like my third favourite driver," she quickly added with a nod,
"So you're with a Redbull boy but like Ferrari," the Dutchman began as he tried to connect the dots,
"Well firstly he's Italian so I did get that part right," the PR manager thought about it,
"And secondly we're not together," she added as she shook her head,
"Really?" The driver was surprised as he thought that Matteo made the move in France,
"Yeah," Reagan nodded as she tucked her hair behind her ears,
"I thought I made it clear that I liked him too!" She added as she let out a groan,
"Wait you do?" Max's eyes went wide,
"Of course I do," the girl nodded,
"Have you seen that man," she added in a duh tone,
"I'm literally straight," the boy shot back as he shook his head,
"So am I," the blonde smiled as she leaned over to him,
"But I know when to admit that a woman is hot," she added with a smirk,
"What are you two talking about?" Matteo asked as he walked back to them with drinks in his hands,
"Redbull," Max explained quickly,
"Ferrari," Reagan spoke at the same time as they watched the boy furrow his eyebrows,
"I'm sorry I asked," the Italian softy chuckled as he shook his head.
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The duo wandered through the almost quiet city as it was now well past midnight.
"Did you have a good time tonight?" Matteo asked as he turned to the girl that was stood in his jacket,
It was cold.
"The Max Verstappen literally invited me to come and watch him race in Monaco this season," Reagan spoke in a duh tone as she smiled,
"So I take it that's a yes," the Italian laughed as he squeezed the girls hand,
"This is one of the best nights of my life," the American nodded,
"I'm glad that you enjoyed it," the tennis player smiled as they were pretty much alone,
She looked absolutely perfect.
"But I hope that I don't now have some competition," he added in a serious tone,
"From Max?" The PR manager asked as she laughed,
"I'm more into Italians than the Dutch," she added in a duh tone,
"Really?" The raven haired boy felt his heart pound as the girl smiled,
"I am a Ferrari fan after all," she explained as she softly bit her lip,
It was a night that was far too perfect for Matteo to try to kiss her,
He'd have to wait one more day.
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Matteo convinced Reagan to wake up early so they could go to the tennis court,
"This week just gets more and more beautiful," Reagan gasped as she looked at the scenery,
"No kidding," Matteo nodded as he watched how the sun hit her soft freckles that barely made a frequent appearance on her face.
"You made a smart choice booking for sunrise," the girl was originally not happy with the time,
But she realised that without him she would have never experienced this without him.
"No we don't have the court for another hour," the boy shook his head,
"We don't?" The American waited for him to explain,
"Yeah," the Italian smiled,
"But there is a cafe down here that we can-" he added,
"Coffee," the PR manager smiled as she thought about the drink,
"Get some of that," the tennis player let out a laugh as he watched her finish his sentence,
"Lead the way?" The blonde pouted as she looked at him,
"Of course," the raven haired boy nodded.
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𝗔𝗡: the way the hardest thing was trying to come up with the title for this chapter... I know I've been a bit MIA the last few days but I hope that the double update of this book makes up for it!
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Fanfic❝He is so worth making my brother mad.❞ In which Reagan Fritz finds herself falling for one of her brothers biggest competitors, Matteo Berrettini.