MATT'S POV
I slam my apartment door and immediately run into my room. I change out of my shitty work clothes and into something more comfortable.
Fuck! Today sucked.. I can't believe I didn't get promoted. I'm sick of being a goddamn server at the bar.
With thoughts swirling in my head, I grab a pair of sweatpants and a Breaking Benjamin tank top off the hangers from my closet.
I pull them on and then walk into the bathroom attached to my room. I wash off my eyeliner and stare at myself in the mirror.
Ugly as always. Who would ever date you?
I sigh to myself and look down at my faded scars on my wrist. I grip the sides of the sink and stare at my reflection.
I really need a change. I'm tired of myself.
I sigh and walk out of the bathroom. I pick up my jeans off the floor and pull my phone out of my back pocket.
I type my password in, and then I go onto snapchat. I type in Brendan's snap name, and then take a picture.
I'm gonna dye my hair today I write, and then send.
I get an instant reply.
Who the fuck are you and why do I care that you are dying your goddamn hair?
'Damn. This guy is pretty attractive.' I think to myself and take another picture of myself, and then typed:
Me: You're not Brendan! Who are you?
He replies again, with a video of him rolling his eyes. He had blonde hair.. deep perfect blue eyes.
Him: No shit, now who the fuck are you and who the fuck is Brendan?'
While my instincts told me not to tell him my name, I did anyways.
I take a picture of myself, grinning.
me; I'm Matt, what's your name, sexy? ;)
He sent me a picture of him flipping me off.
Him: 'Neil and I'm not sexy. Shut the fuck up, you pervert'
I laugh softly and send a video of me winking.
Me: You're a sexy babe, huh? I'm no pervert. I just know when I see a perfect guy ;)
Neil: fuck off, you are a pervert.
The picture was of him glaring at me.
I smirked and snapped a picture with a the dog filter.
Me: but you like it. So.. How do you like your men?
Neil: I don't like you. I don't like men. I'm straight.
The picture he sent was of him wearing sunglasses and sitting outside.
Me; I can change your mind.
I send a picture of my seductive face. He opens the snap, but doesn't reply.
I send him a few more snaps and he doesn't answer, so I throw my phone down on my pillow and then fall back into my bed.
Fuck.
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Snapchat : Matt x Neil || ☑️
FanfictionA story where Matt Walst accidentally sends a snap to Neil Sanderson. Will they continue snapchatting, or will they stop talking as soon as Matt apologizes?