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❝ i'm just happy getting you stuck in between my teeth
and there's nothing i can do about it ❞
in which :
lead singer '𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨' is apart of popular punk band '𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧' with his 2 brothers and best frien...
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real life and imessage! ————————-
real life! ___________
matt is absolutely having the time of his life right now.
he's currently at a random party. honestly, he has forgotten who's it even is. but that's beyond in the back of his mind at this point.
he has had a few drinks, or maybe more. he doesn't know with the amount of girls who have offered him one.
he is currently slouched on a random couch with a blonde girl he remembers making out with last week by his side, normally he likes to be alone but he doesn't mind her presence since she is flirting with his so called friend 'jay' across from him.
he doesn't know how, but he swears jay knows every party that goes on in this town. that's the only reason he's always by his side at parties. even though he's a fucking dick and treats most girls like ass.
the same beer has been sitting in his hands for awhile now. he's just been watching jay trying to hold conversation for the past hour.
he grows bored then pulls his phone out of his pocket. fuck-
26 missed calls from 'nate 😎'
imessage! ———————
nate: 'nate 😎' matt: 'matt the 2nd😎'
nate 😎: Matt where are you you should be here like right now delivered at 3.34pm
where are you? Tell me where you are right now I've been looking for you for 40 fucking minutes. delivered at 4.20pm
i have had it with this shit I swear to god if you do this shit one more fucking time delivered at 5.01pm
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rehearsals start today? he thought he meant the week after? he scurries picking up his jacket and cigarettes, then leaving his beer on a table.
jay notices him. scrunching his eyebrows he asks "where do you think ur going bro?"
"out" he says abruptly, he doesn't see the look on his face as he is too distracted to hurriedly get out. yeah jay is gonna kill him for leaving him like that but he doesn't care right now.
he didn't bring his car since he assumably thought he would be shitfaced. he is honestly so thankful that the party is only two blocks away from the 'before ten' studio.
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matts feet are literally dragging across the god damn pavement right now. he is already tired. at least he's here now, he's planning to go in his private studio and rest up on his own couch before he faces nate and his brothers. he'll deal with the chaos in the morning.
he is definitely not prepared for their annoying ass voices-
his thoughts are cut off when he sees a the back of a brunette haired figure in the distance. is that who he think it is? that aleah girl is here? already? he swears she only just joined the band.
matt can't resist the urge roll his eyes and think of chris. he's the one who probably planned for her to come. why didn't he tell him?
he watches her casually walk to... his studio? his face scrunches up what the fuck. absolutely no one goes in his studio, not even his own brothers. he begins walking up to her.
"struggling to get in my studio are we?"
he watches her swiftly turns around. woah.
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ALEAH BENNETT swears her heart falls out of her ass as she comes face to face with. him. out of all fucking people. wow! just the guy she wanted to see! just great. the girls lips part as she glances over his features. his jaw is slightly sharp and glare is cold.
"your studio?" she says uncertainty.
"yeah.... my studio. we all have our own private room. which mine is now being invaded might i add."
"oh! well- i was just looking for speakers for nic-"
"well they aren't in here you can go now." he quickly interrupts.
yeah she wants to go home. she doesn't even know what to say. she grows uncomfortable under his stare. the silence is deafening and aleah immediately hates it.
and out of all things she says. "im the new drummer" is all that comes out. fuck, she just hates herself.
"do u think i don't already know that?" he breathily chuckles.
yeah she absolutely despises this man's persona already. okay. this her chance to confront him. "well, wouldn't be surprised if u didn't know since it's clear u have been avoiding me"
"well if u hadn't stole aarons drumming spot i wouldn't be avoiding you would i?"
she is instantly thrown off. stole? this is all what it's about? me apparently "stealing" aaron's spot?
before she can even defend herself she can't process what is happening until he is swiftly moving past her to the door.
"move."
god damn, how is it so hard to say please these days?
she turns steadily. she gets the scent of alcohol and cologne, yeah. he's definitely been drinking.
her shoulder is slightly touching his as he put his hand on the handle, he pulls it with ease. without even hesitation. how the fuck?
while he's distracted, she roams her eyes over his outfit, he in a dark blue hoodie with black jeans and hair slightly messy. she notices a cigarette box on the verge of spilling out of his back pockets.
he catches her staring and a small smirk forms on his face. oh god. "u can leave now"
"oh yeah! yeah ok-" but he already has closed his door. yeah it couldn't get more embarrassing from here. she squints her eyes in frustration and starts walking back to the main studio.
—————- 🥁 graciematt speaks!
aleah and matt first interaction <33 this fic got #1 on matt sturniolo hashtag yesterday ! still absolutely not ok 😭
this is my first fic ever and i'm so grateful and excited for you to see more. :) ilysm
