𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 , c sturniolo ✓.

030

real life

i feel something wet and slimy on my face. i slowly open one eye and see that chris is still asleep. i look the other way and jump a little bit.
"hi trevor.. merry christmas" i smile at him as i stroke him. i attempt to get out of bed without waking chris up, so i carefully lift his arm off my waist and shuffle off the bed. he only groans and then turns around, finding a pillow to hug instead. i smile at the sight and lead trevor into the living room, where i find justin and marylou watching home alone with jimmy, nick and matt. "can i join? chris is still asleep." i ask as i see matt turn his head towards me. he nods and shuffles up the couch to make room for me. i turn towards matt and see this as the perfect opportunity to ask him about something thats been laying on my mind for a while. "so matt." i start, which makes him turn his head towards me, with a look of confusion plastered onto his face. "whose xiomara?" i raise my eyebrows.

"what? mara? shes..just a friend" he sighs after he says 'friend'.

"whyd you hesitate? you like her dont you?" i ask straight away, getting to the point. he shakes his head.

"its complicated. plus she has a girlfriend now anyway so" he shrugs.

"aaand youre okay with that?" i push him to answer again.

"yeah. as long as shes happy." he says, in a depressed tone. what a confusing guy.

"alright. whatever you say bud." i hear chris's voice coming from the hallway. "xiomaras his ex." he says, straight up. my eyes widen a little and i turn back to matt.

"you have an ex?.. and i didnt know?" i say in a jokingly sad tone. "so what'd she do? hm?" i urge for an answer. nick scoffs.

"its not what she did. its what he did." he stares at matt. "but we dont talk about her anymore." he shakes his head.

"he broke up with her on her birthday" chris says again, throwing his arm around me as he sits beside me. i gasp.

"MATTHEW?" i question him to see if they were lying. "wow. thats low dude." i shake my head.

"IT WAS A MUTUAL DECISION? WE BOTH DECIDED WE WERE BETTER OFF AS FRIENDS SHUT THE FUCK UP?" he yells, defending himself.

"as long as she was okay with it.. but on her birthday?.. dude.." 

"it was terrible timing, okay? but we're fine now so it doesn't really matter. now can we please stop talking about her? thank you." he huffs and leans back into the couch. i turn to chris. 

"whyd you get up so late?" i frown a little.

"was up all night on my phone" he shrugs.

"doing...?"

"nothing, dont worry about it." he says. i squint my eyes.

"now im gonna worry about it." i cross my arms.

"it was nothing, alright? just texting someone. not a big deal." he surrenders.

"who?" i ask again.

"iris, it was just rome, alright?" he says, a bit annoyed.