Matt Sturniolo imagines.

My sweet boy :( (1)

Belle's pov: aged 9

I could hear the crunch of the gravel outside my window. I jumped off my bed and saw a car approaching the front porch.

"Mamma!" I shouted. My bedroom door swung open and my dad held his hand out. " lets go say hello, to our new guests." He said. I smiled and happily headed down the stairs not knowing this boy would be mine. He would be my sweet boy. He would change my life.

When i got to the bottom of the stairs there were three boys. Nick, tall with a confident grin. I shook his hand and he smiled warmly. Matt, he was smaller but still looked friendly, he shook my hand for 3 seconds then pulled back. Chris, he was smiling and his hair was shaggy and he pulled me in for a hug.

" whats your name." Chris asked, he dropped his backpack he was still holding, his mom sighed and picked it up. " belle." I say. They all smile and my mom tells me to take them to the room next to mine. My mom hosts families in the summer but i had no idea how much these boys would mean to me. Especially matt.

I push the door open to their room and there is two bunk beds. My mom put towels and soaps in their rooms. She also stocked up on boys tous. My mom put them each a stuffed teddy on their bed. Chris throws his suitcase up on the top bunk with a giraffe teddy. Matt takes the bed with the dog. Nick takes the sloth.

" ill be in the garden, bye!" I say and rush down the stairs to my garden. I put on my straw sun hat and my yellow gloves. I water my flowers and plant the roses my mom bought me at the market.

Matts Pov: aged 9

My mom walks in to our shared summer room and tells us to unpack our stuff, my skin is itching for sun, i fold all my clothes for the drawer and nick instructs me to put my fancy shirts and pants in the closet. After I've done that i tell him im going outside.

I walk outside the front door to see Belle stood pottering around in dirt. She has a huge sun hat on that looks like my moms. " matt! Wanna help." She asks. I shield my eyes from the sun and shake my head. " im thirsty, do you want a drink?" She asks. I nod and she motions me to follow her.

Belle leads me into the kitchen and she grabs us two cups and takes a jug of tea out the fridge.

" your feet are so dirty." I laugh and she blushes before looking down at her feet. " i dont wear shoes until dinner." She smiles and i follow her back out to the garden. I sit in the pool and watch her plant and water flowers.

Later that night my dad comes in to tell us to put on our good shirts and our good pants. On my way to shower i walk past Belle bathroom and see her mom washing her feet. "tu dois arrêter de jouer dans la boue!" She scolds her and i have no idea what shes saying but i laugh.

Later that night, the wind is blowing through our window and the classical music our parents are listening to is drifting through the window. I can hear singing but its a light little girls voice. Its Belle.

" ma douce fille
ma douce fille
les mamans ont ma douce petite fille"

I smile and fall straight to sleep.

Belle's pov: aged 9

There leaving. Its the end of summer. A week until school starts. Their car is all packed up and i can hear goodbyes. I jump off my bed and all three boys are stood next to the packed car. I say good bye and matt stares in my eyes a little long.

" ill miss you." I whisper. " were coming back next year." He says. I smile and wrap my arms around him. When i pull back he hands me his teddy. " keep him. Ill see him soon." He says. I hug the dog close to my chest and when everyone else is not looking i lean forward and kiss his lips. I keep them there for 3 seconds before pulling away.

Matt looks around nervously and sees everyone in the car, my parents occupied. He leans forward and kisses me, it lasts 5 seconds and im blushing after.

" next year." I say. He nods and i walk him to the car, he gets in next to chris and i wave and shut the door. My mom rests me on her hip and we all wave them off.

I didn't see him next year. I saw him 7 years later. 7 whole years. Ive slept in his bed most nights.