💖Lover or Charmer?💔

In a Famous Youtuber's Car

Creator here. Please be aware that there is sensitive language and slightly more innapropriate dialogue in this chapter. If you are not comfortable with that please skip over the part/parts. Also, please don't read any unfinished chapters until I publish them for a better reading experience. Thank you and I hope you are enjoying the story. THIS IS THE NEXT DAY IF ANYONE IS WONDERING!

(Also there may be some slight spelling or grammar errors)

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Matt's Pov:

I stretched my legs in the gym, doing lunges as I heard some girls swoon over me from behind. I smile warmly at them before continuing to stretch.

The silence soon breaks as I heard loud talking coming from behind me. I snap my head towards the direction of the voices and in the middle of the girls, I see Gabriella.

She's walking within her popular friend group, her hair in a messy bun and her gym uniform on, but it's a bit messier than usuall, almost as if she was in a rush to get it on.

For a moment, our eyes lock and she smiles and waves at me. I do the same back before she continues to talk with her friends. I watch her for a while before I hear my friends smug voices behind me.

"Yo, Matt, you there?" Brad asks, his voice breaking my noticed staring. My head turns towards my friends and I flash a smile and a quick nod.

"Yeah, my bad." I reply back as I start running laps around the gym with them.

Keegan raises a brow and lets out a low, teasing sounding chuckle. "Like I believe that."

I give Keegan an annoyed side glance and we all keep running together, our loud footsteps echoing in the large gymnasium. Brad speaks up for me, as he could clearly tell I was annoyed by Keegan's rude comment.

"Get off his ass. He's probably just tired from his recent baseball and basketball games." Keegan rolls his eyes at Brad's comment and I smile at Brad, giving him a fist bump as a thank you.

After our run, I wiped the sweat off my forhead with the bottom of my tank. The itchy cotton brushed agaisnt my cupids-arrow when I finished whiping the sweat, causing me to gently scratch it. I heard whispers behind me, and I could tell they were my 'fan girls' from their innapropriate comments.

"I would let him lick every inch of my bare skin with a chest like that..." I heard one of the girls comment on my chest as I rotated my head to where the whisper was heard. I saw, Jessa, my ex from a year ago. She has long, wavy brown hair, hazel eyes, and always dresses like a whore if I'm being honest. I broke up with her because she always persisited on having sex to 'strengthen our relationship.' Luckily enough for me, she just had to join the Matt-fangirl club after we broke up, causing her to think she can talk about me however she'd like.

"I thought I told you to fuck off." I said angirly, my tone changing to show I was vividly annoyed to see and hear her presence.

She smirked at my comment and took a step towards me, her finger trailing down my chest as if she owned me. "Aww...I love it when you're mad." I push her hand away and scoff, just as little as her voice made me angry enough to yell.

"Keep your hands off me, Jessa." I scowl as I back up, but she just keeps getting closer. Her teeth sink into her lower lip as she smirks, her voice full of lust.

"Oh gosh I love it when you say my name like that...~" Whispers emerge from behind her and her voice as she takes a few more steps near me. Not wanting to get violent, I back up further, my friends taking my place as they stand in front of me.