Bella:
I've come to realize I have a love-hate relationship with silence and loneliness. Although I usually don't mind it, tonight was not one of those nights. When I returned to Matteo's room he was nowhere to be found. It's not like I wanted him to be waiting for me but I expected him to be there, to help me, to show me around. I was stupid for that. I laid on his couch with a weighted blanket above me. A packet of cigarettes lay next to my head. It was past midnight and for some annoying reason my brain wouldn't let me fall asleep. If he so desperately needed me here how come he isn't here himself. I can not begin to explain how much I hate that man-no not a man a boy, a selfish,arrogant boy. I suffered enough trying to explain to Mary that I was spending the night here but he's not even here. I grabbed the a cigarette from beside my head and lit it up, heavy smoke filled my lungs and with a sighed relief I let it out. I sound like an addict for fucks sake. Well I am.
"What are you doing?" His annoyingly soothing voice rung around the room. How didn't I notice the door opening and closing.
"Smoking" I muttered w a monotone voice as usual focused on his bed and not him.
"I wasn't asking about that why are u sleeping on my couch and look at me while im talking to you" I turned around to look at him, a fresh cut above his eyebrows and small bruises forming around his jaw.
"Sleeping and you look like shit" I said putting out the cigarette and getting up to face him. My hand mindlessly reached for his face. He was bleeding. A lot.
"Don't touch me, and you're not sleeping on my fucking couch" he said and he grabbed my wrist, inches away from his face.
"Well I'm not sleeping on the ground and let go of my wrist before I strangle you right now" he didn't let go, his grip was like iron steel, not hard enough to bruise but hard enough to restrict movement. His eyes bored into mine, heavy with anger and confusion.
"Are you daft?" He asked roughly.
"No" I replied looking at him with even more anger, how can someone be so infuriating.
"You sleep on my bed." He said calmly but his eyes threatened me.
"Now it sounds like you wanna bed me, but no thanks I'd rather rip out my own eyes and peel off my own skin than sleep beside you" I bit back the urge to punch his stupidly perfect face. Then we just stood there looking at each other, I didn't know if I was going to rip him apart or rip his clothes off him. His hand let go off my wrist and fell softly on my cheek, he was abnormally gentle.
"What a fucking waste you are" his voice rough, in contrast to his actions. His eyes trailed down to my lips. Yet all I could feel was rage, some arousal, bust mostly rage.
"Get your filthy hands off of my right now." I say as I forcefully remove his hands off my face. He scoffed and walked off to his bathroom. I took a deep breath, fighting the urge to kill him. I went back and sat down on the couch as I heard water run behind me. I laid down once again and fell asleep to the sound of running water.
***
Waking up was truly the best part of my morning. Knowing I was done spending the day at his room felt like I had slayed a demon. I looked over at Matteo, he was laying peacefully on his bed. The covers lay right under his bare torso. He looked... peaceful. I don't know how long I was staring at him, but all I know is that I was enjoying it. Under all that darkness, annoying and blabbing was just a person. He was nothing but a normal person. He was nothing but organs and flesh. He was just a person, whether conflicted or not he was human.
"Are you going to stare at me all day" he asked, his voice raspy and as if he had been a wake for a bit.
His eyelashes fluttered upwards and his eyes focused on the ceiling above.
"I wasn't staring" what a lie.
"Whatever you say." He says as he turns his back against me. Scars littered his back, it looked somehow beautiful. His back muscles moved as he grabbed a shirt from his beside table.
"I'm leaving" I said as I grabbed my over night bag.
"Not looking like that your shorts are smaller than your will to live." He says as he grabs a pair of pants from his closet.
"I'm not wearing your horrid pants" I reply as he throws it at me and I move over letting it fall on the couch behind me. His eyes tightened.
"We're dating remember, we need to make it believable, so wear the pants and shut the fuck up" he says as he walks towards me, kneels down, picks up the pants and hand them to me. Something about the way he looked at me nervous. I snatched the pants out of his hands. I put them on top of my shorts.
"Happy?" I say infuriated with him.
"Extremely" he said in a monotone voice. I could hear people outside chatting about whatever dumb shit is happening now.
"I'm walking you." He said as he headed towards the door.
"This is not very soft launch of you. Plus explaining why I'm with the likes of you to anyone other than Mary is going to drain me" I said as I watch him walk out the door.
"Well we're in a dorm full of boys who are ready to rip a girl to pieces, and handing them a beautiful one would just make me stupid wouldn't it, darling" a fake smile plastered across his face.
'We're being watched, play along" his voice echoed through my head.
"Of course, my love" I said as I walked out of his room towards him as I internally cringed. He took the bag off my arm and threw it on his. What felt like the whole dorm turned and looked at us. He threw his arm around me and walked with me. His eyes glaring daggers at anyone staring. He walked me all the way to my dorm. I head some "she's so lucky", "im so jealous", "are they together" and for some reason it infuriated me. I wasn't just mad I was somewhat annoyed too.
Once we reached my dorm he hugged me rigidly and kissed my forehead. His lips were soft. His scent was immaculate. I felt for a second,content. He pulled away. His eyes locked with mine.
"Kiss me"
"What" I asked taken aback from what he just said
"Kiss me." His voice louder in my brain
"No, no are you crazy we said no public display of affection. I'm not kis-"
Then I felt his lips on mine.***
A/n: hiii, I kinda dipped again, but I moved across the world, started uni, and just some other silly girly stuff. I promise I'll update minimum once a week. I love you guys thank you for being hella patient with me.
With all my love
-lily
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