starstruck ~ chris sturniolo x y/n / matt sturniolo x y/n

part eight＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚

Walking to the elevator I hear my heels echoing through the corridor. I'm not too dressed up. A long beige silk dress and black heels. For new york, saturday night I'm probably underdressed. I push the button for the elevator and the door immediately opens and i enter and push the button to the lobby.

I look in the mirror in the elevator and look at myself. ''You look good y/n'' i think to myself. ''Chris will think you look good''. It is going to be alright. Am I late? No i'm not late it's okay.

As I'm adjusting my hair, I hear a person running towards the elevator. The doors are already closing and almost shut. In the last possible moment a hand slips in-between and pushes the doors apart. As the doors open slowly I see Matt is the one opening it. 

Huh I'm surprised. He should have been gone a long time before me. How could he take as long as me. He's a boy. I mean I don't want to judge but usually they just have to put on a fit, maybe fix their hair and put on perfume. How come he is here with me and I had to do a full routine of showering washing my hair, drying it, styling it, putting on makeup and everything. And he took the same time?  Weird. Is he such a beauty queen?

He opens the door fully and jumps into the elevator next to me. I don't say anything because I'm still shocked he's here with me. He pushes the button for the ground floor even though I already pushed it. And stands back straight clearing his voice and staring at the now again closing door.

As the elevator is descending he looks at me. Noticing this I look back at him. He looks at me from my hair to my shoes and back up again and then straight at the door again. Weirdo. I look at him from the side. He looks good. He wears a light blue denim jacket with matching jeans in the same denim. It looks really good. 

It feels like the elevator ride in not ending. None of us two has said a word. Weird silence. There was never a moment where I hoped more that some random people on floors beneath us called the elevator. Until this very moment. 

I can't do this. What is up with him. I can talk to anyone. But him? This makes no fucking sense I get a long with Chris so well. They are so close, it can't be that he just can't stand me. At this point his behavior is just getting on my nerves. I seriously tried my best from the start. Was always friendly. But this behavior is so childish it's ridiculous. I just annoyed. I was almost happy it took me so long to get ready because I knew he'd be already gone. And now I'm stuck with him AGAIN.

I sigh. Wait did i do that loudly? Fuck I didn't mean to. 

We arrive at the bottom floor. We walk through the huge foyer of the hotel. He's always a step ahead of me. Okay I'm going to have to try again. Maybe this is really the universe giving me a chance to get to know Matt more since we otherwise wouldn't get a chance to do so.

''Matt. Do you know where we have to go? Which restaurant? and where it is?'' I ask. ''Yes'', he answers sparsely. Come OOONN I'm trying to make conversation here Matt. Why is he making it that hard for me? ''So do we take an uber again?'' I try more. ''No.'' he says. Silence. ''It's in walking distance'', he adds while leaving the hotel not holding the door open for me behind him. I catch the door flying at me but almost topple over because of the heels. ''Thanks'' i mumble sarcasticly, not sure he's heard it. I push the heavy door open myself and follow him outside. 

''Okay so how long are we walking?'' I ask motivated. ''18 min'' Huh walking distance? I'm not really ready to walk 18 minutes in HEELS. At 9 pm on new york streets. But I don't want to say anything. I don't want to annoy him even more than just my presence alone does. At this moment I feel a cold breeze of wind at my shoulders. Fuck. I forgot my jacket. Typical me. I remembered everything important but not my jacket. Fantastic. I'd rather die than tell him that i need to go back. Whatever you own fault y/n. You have to clutch your teeth together and just get through it. But actually i don't know what is worse: Being cold or stuck on a 18 min walk with Matt.