I woke up the next morning and remember everything that happened the night of. "Fuck." I groan as I get out of bed. I walk to the bathroom and I just stare at myself in the mirror. What that actual fuck was Mattheo riddle doing to me last night? Why did I agree to this dinner? I can't skip it. He'll hate me! The only reasonable thing to do is... go to this dinner with him. He said in a friendly way, it's not a date.
I finally get out of the bathroom after I brush my teeth and my hair. I walk downstairs and see my parents sitting at the table eating. "Morning" my dad grumbles. "Morning." I say back quietly. I walk to the kitchen and grab a glass of water. Did I even get my water last night before mattheo kissed me? He didn't kiss me. It was just my scars. I take a deep breath and I walk to my room to change. I change into a black crop top and some baggy jeans. (But the cute ones) Inspo:
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I go back downstairs after putting my hair in a low bun, and Mattheo is there "good morning princess" He says in the softest way I have ever heard a man speak. "Morning" I say back in the same tone. "So the dinner... what time?" "7:30. Wear something nice." He then walks upstairs after giving me the shortest conversation that I have ever had with a man other than "hi" "hi". But, I walk to my room and start looking for something to wear tonight. I can't fine anything, so I go to the store and buy a really nice outfit.
I look at the time when I get home. 6:28. I still have time to shower. So I get in the shower and blow dry and slightly curl my hair. I then finally get into the dress I had bought.
