sturniolo/nate imagines 2

4th time-Matt

We're gonna pretend he drinks.

Y/N POV

Holy fuck. My head hurts. I attempted to reposition but was stuck in place. I opened my eyes and lifted my head, seeing brown fluffy hair. What the fuck? Matt? I let out a scream as I realized it was him. He sat up and blinked.
"Wha -"
"What the fuck?" I yelled. He's my friend.
"Why are you here?" He questioned, his eyes moved down.
"Nice," he smirked. I naked! I covered myself and hit his forehead.
"Ow,"
"Why am I here?" I tried to remember the night before. Fuck. I remember dancing with him, but not this.
"Where the fuck are my clothes?" I looked around seeing them scattered on the floor.
"Close your eyes." I said.
"But -"
"Close 'um!"
"Ok, ok." He closed his eyes and I collected my clothes, quickly getting dressed. Where's my shirt? I looked over and saw Matt's eyes open.
"Matthew!" I threw a pillow at his head.
"Sorry," he giggled.
"Where the fuck is my shirt?" I groaned.
"Help me look!" I yelled.
"Ok." He got up and was wearing boxers. He dressed himself but left me naked. We looked around and couldn't find it.
"Fuck this." I went into his closet and stole a shirt.
"This never fucking happened!" I grabbed my phone and ran out as he smirked. I made it to the kitchen and saw Chris and Nick at the table, smiling at me.
"Hi there. Have a fun night?" Nick asked.
"Nothing happened." I sighed, a blush creeping onto my face.
"Oh, right. Well, you might want that." Chris pointed over. My bra was hanging on the wall in front of the stairs. I snatched it, holding it behind my back.
"That to." Nick giggled, pointed to my shirt on the counter.
"We will never speak of this again." I got my things and slammed the door.

(Time skip)

My head hurts. Wait. I opened my eyes and screamed.
"Huh," Matt sat up.
"What the fuck!" I started hitting his head with a pillow.
"Hey, ow." He snatched the pillow away.
"Why am I here?" I yelled.
"You seduced me." He smirked. I hit him with another pillow.
"Stop,"
"How did this happen again?"
"Ok, I know you're mad at me. But yelling with your tits out is really just turning me on." He said. I grabbed the pillow.
"Sorry, just please cover up. I don't wanna be hard this early." He held it back. I pulled the blanket up and punched his shoulder.
"Ow!"
"Stop looking at my tits you perv!"
"You're the one naked in my bed!"
"You're the one who tricked me into sleeping with you twice!"
"You weren't complaining when it happened."
"I'm complaining now! This is never happening again!"
"Ok. I'll try my best."
"Try your best?"
"You're sexy as fuck. Do you know how hard it is to say no to you when you're all over me? Especially when I'm drunk."
"Well try harder. I don't wanna wake up here again."

They sat at the table, wide smiles.
"Fun ni -"
"Shut the fuck up." I cut Chris off.
"Oooo, fisty." Nick giggled.
"Nick, as my best friend, you can not let this happen again."

(Time skip)

We're out again, and I'm on the dance floor, grinding on Matt.
"Y/N," Nick sighed.
"Nick!" I cheered excitedly, holding onto Matt with one arm, reaching out to him with the other.
"No. This is bad. Stay away from Matt." He tried to pull me away.
"What? No." I groaned, not letting go.
"No. Matt is bad."
"No. He's really good." I giggled, wrapping both arms around his neck. His went around my waist, and I leaned in to kiss him. I was yanked away before our lips could touch.
"Nick," I groaned as he dragged me away.

I spotted Matt and stumbled over.
"Hi there." I smiled, putting my hands next to his thighs on the couch.
"Hey baby." He snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me onto his lap.
"Your hairs really soft." I said, running my fingers through it.
"Your tits are really big." He giggled back. I smiled, leaning closer and kissing him messily. Just as he made it to my neck, I was lifted off him.
"Hey!"