Set fire to the rain— Adele.
There was a side to Mattia that nobody knew, that side, was his whole, and true identity.
Mattia was built on a lie, his whole personality was a lie, what he liked, what he not . . .everything. But why? was it because of fear? yes, it was. He feared that if he wasn't like the rest, that if he didn't like the same songs as the rest of his group he would be seen as different, treated different. He'd been through that path, and he didn't wanted to take that chance once again at this point in life, to take the chance and lose his friends, to lose Alejandro.
It wasn't until Alejandro started to worry about him, to care about Mattia, to catch feelings for him, that Mattia started opening himself to him. About what he liked, about what he didn't, about the things he liked to do, and the things he could enjoy from life despise his own eventful life. He still enjoyed life whenever he could, in moments where he find it worth being in. Those moments were usually when he was with Ale. He enjoyed his laugh, the dimples that so easily formed on his cheeks; his tanned, soft skin that he enjoyed whenever he could touch. He enjoyed Alejandro by whole. With him, he was happy, too happy for his own good.
It wasn't until then, that he realized, he'd reciprocally fallen for Alejandro without even knowing it. Yet his selfishness couldn't allow it, he didn't wanted no one to get attached to him. He didn't wanted to feel guilty to make an action, and to drag someone with him. But that was too late, he'd already pulled Alejandro into the same, deep hole that him.
Alejandro was mad at Mattia. But at what exactly? he wasn't there, he'd taken an irreversible decision. To him, Mattia had left him. But in reality, Mattia had warned him. As cruel as it sounds, Mattia had told him not to catch feelings for him for a reason. But that was once again, too late. Alejandro had fallen for the Italian too deep to even take back his decision. In reality, he was mad at himself, for not listening at him. If he'd, he wouldn't be like this, still crying every night with only a picture of them to hold onto.
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Romansa"Please, don't leave me alone" Scared to be with a person, scared that they will leave him again. But that changes when he leaves his selfishness aside, or did he? A Malejandro book turned oneshot.
