"you're gonna make me admit that I'm jealous lani... fine I'm fucking jealous.
He's my brother and I'm jealous of him.
That what you wanted?"
-in which 🌧️
he's in love with her but
she's in a relationship with his brother
or
-in which 🌸
she'...
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Lanis p.o.v
I pace back and forth in my living room. Matt's supposed to be coming to my apartment. To help me pack. To help me get to the beach house. So we can pretend to be a couple.
What the fuck? I wasn't thinking this through. I miss Chris. I miss him so much. He'd know how to calm me down.
I open my phone as swipe through my three blocked contacts. I hover over the button to unblock him. The doorbell rings making me jump, my phone falls out my hands and onto the floor. I swipe it up and it's perfectly fine.
But I can't say the same thing for myself.
I have a boyfriend. I'm not single. I have a fake boyfriend. Okay that's it.
The doorbell rings again.
"Coming!" I shout. He can't hear me. I don't know why I shouted that.
I press the button to let Matt upstairs. My hair is in a high bun and I'm in a yellow and pink short summer dress. There's a knock at the door.
I open it. He's standing in front of me with short hair under a black cap. His hands are in the black jacket he was telling me he was putting on. He has navy blue jeans and a stupid smile on his face.
"Hey girlfriend." He greets. I close the door. He laughs on the other side of it.
Breathe in and out. In. Out.
I open the door, "hey... boyfriend..." I say letting him in, "hey Matt." I correct. He looks a little unimpressed with me and I don't blame him.
"My luggage's are packed their in my room." I say awkwardly and he nods but he just stays in the living room. Looking around at all my stuff.
"You've got a nice place, I really like it.." he compliments and I nod. He realizes that's probably the most I'm gonna say and so he heads into my bed room and comes out with both of my luggage's like they weigh nothing.
"Thanks."
"No problem, come on let's go." He says as I get anything else I need and lock the door behind us.
