I mean oh. God. Yes.
There's so much that I've been doing that I HAVEN'T BEEN PAYING ATTENTION TO VOTES OR ANYTHING ELSE SINCE FINALS ARE COMING UP
But look
look up there
This is my most popular story and a lot of people have been following me and commenting!!!!
You don't even know how happy this makes me (even though there's finals and I have a broken laptop) but
I WILL BE UPDATING THIS STORY AFTER DECEMBER 20TH!!!
I'VE BEEN ON PAUSE BECAUSE OF SCHOOL AND I'M SOOOO SORRY.
But legit I will update for you ♡♡♡♡
Meanwhile... here's a little short for you!!!! AND IT SAYS YOU. Nothing to do with the story though
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Matt stared at you. You were donning a Santa suit, and it was pretty short.
"Why are you....dressed like that?" Matt asked, rising an eyebrow. The killbot we had implanted General Clark's consciousness in got all up in Matt's face.
"She's dressed like that because she isn't a little fucking milk drinker!" His metallic voice yelled.
"What does that make you?" Matt muttered. He snuck a glance at you, and then pressed a button on which made the killbot power down. Matt walked towards you, blushing.
"W-what is it?" You ask Matt, disoriented by his blush.
"I...I love you, ___..."
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WUUUUT
wRITER-chan STOPPED HERE?!
Actually in class with a 95% chance of getting a detention for writing too much so
AGGGH GOTTTTA GOOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOG
YOU ARE READING
Always Number Two (Matt Miller x Reader)
FanfictionIt all started when you decided to say all the wrong things. (This is in first person perspective, so there's no you. It's a reader insert, but you'll find that there will be no h/c or e/c, only name blanks.)
