My Boy

Dummy

Me: are you up?

Matty b: Jules it's 2 in the morning why are you awake

Me: you're awake too...

Matty b: I wasn't before you texted me

Me: Oh I didn't mean to wake you up

Me: sorry

Matty b: don't worry about it

Matty b: what are you doing awake

Me: I have insomnia remember

Matty b: yeah, maybe you do or maybe you just won't turn your phone off

Me: I had it off you dummy

Matty b: I'll be over soon.

Me: can you get food please

Matty b: I love you but not enough to get you food at 2am

Me: jeez I hate you too

Matty b: see you soon.

I drop my phone next to me in bed and hold my head in my hands

The triplets only live a few streets down from my house so he shouldn't take more than five minutes

I step out of bed and walk through my darkened room to my closet and pull on a pair of sweatpants

I adjust my sports bra strap and get back in my bed

I hear a car door shut and a few moments later footsteps come up my stairs

"Matt?" I question in a raspy tired voice

"That's me"

"Yay you're here" I say sitting up

"Why are the lights off?" He asks and his dark silhouette comes in the room

"Cause I want the lights off, duh?"

"Funny"

I turn on my led lights to white with a dim brightness and he tosses me a bottle of Pepsi

"Isn't this gonna keep me awake?" I question catching it

"Well maybe save it for tomorrow dummy"

"Fuck off" I giggle setting it on my bedside

"Why am I here?" I questions climbing in my bed

"To help me sleep"

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"Shut up"

I turn over and lay my head on his shoulder

I lay my arm on his stomach and close my eyes feeling one of his arms rest over my shoulders

"Goodnight" I mumble

"Be quiet jules."

"Rude"

"Goodnight."

  
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My eyes flutter open and I don't feel Matt under my arm anymore

I hear the front door close and sit up in bed

I look down at myself wearing a black sweatshirt and see Matt in the doorway

"Good morning" he says

"Morning"

"Is this your sweatshirt?" I ask looking up at him

"Yeah, you...we're cold"

"Oh..thanks"

I grab the Pepsi off my table and twist the cap off taking a sip

"What are we doing today?" I question

"Uh me Nick and Chris have to film Friday's video"

"Oh ok"

"Wanna be in it?"

"No way"

"What?"

"I look like terrible Matt."

"Shut up"

"Why don't you?" I ask scrunching my nose up

He flips me off and I smile looking away

"Be in the video, Jules"

"Why should I"

"Because you love us"

"That's true"

"Then you're filming with us"

"Fine just let me get ready" I sigh getting out of bed

He stands in the middle of the room with his arms crossed

"Why are you just standing there?" I ask turning on my bathroom light and rummage through my makeup

He doesn't respond instead he walks into the bathroom towering over me from behind

"Shrink a few inches" I say looking at him through the mirror

"Grow a few inches"

"Fuck off" I say curling my lashes

"Doesn't that hurt?" He asks

"Mm mm"

"Can you do mine"

"Really?"

"No."

I roll my eyes and do my mascara before putting my makeup away

"Where's my brush?" I ask looking around

I see Matt in the mirror brushing his hair

"Ew you probably have lice" I say turning around and jumping up to grab it out of his hands

"I'll give it to you if you can get it" he says holding it over my head

"Just give it to me"

"Why should I?"

"If you don't I'll kick you in the balls"

"You won't"

"I will."

He hesitates before lowering it and I snatch it from his hands

"Dick" I mumble and brush my hair

"Hurry up we gotta go"

"I am jeez"

I grab my phone and slide it in my hoodie pocket and we walk downstairs

"Are we gonna get food?" I ask

"Probably"

"Good"

We walk outside and get in the car before he drives us back to his house

"I'm tired" I yawn as he pulls into the driveway

"You just woke up"

"Mhm"

I get out of the car and walk into the house seeing Chris sitting on the counter with his phone in hands

"Hey mophead"

"Mophead?" Chris lifts his head from his phone

"Oh its you" he says making a weird face

"Shut up" I say and look around

"Where Nick?"

"Oh, you're favorite?" Chris questions

"Actually, yeah."

"His room"

I walk up the stairs into his room and see him in his bed

"Hi nicolas"

"Why are you here?" He asks

"Matt's making me film with you guys"

"Good, for once he's right"

"Shut up"