UNEXPECTED LOVE

Chapter 4

Word Count: 1192

 Mateo's POV

I woke up to an agonizing banging on my door.

*KNOCK.KNOCK. KNOCK! *

"Mateò!! Open the fucking door. We're going to be late for soccer practice we only have thirty minutes to get there, and you know how traffic gets driving to UNT." Elijah is shouting at the top of his lungs.

I slowly open my eyes to the daylight. "Aaargh! Jesus Christ, fuck sake! My head is about to burst into pieces!"

I taste the overnight vomit, my throat feels like sandpaper, and the dehydration in my body let me know I had way much to drink last night. I try to stand up and steady myself but failed and fell to the ground.

As I'm trying to stand up my knees wobble like Jell-O the whole room was spinning. I steady myself against the wall making my way to the living room. As soon as I pulled open the door Elijah burst inside knocking me down.

"What the hell fuck face!" I was furious and this shitty hangover wasn't helping.

"o hurry the fuck up. It's already 6:30 am we're going to be late for soccer practice, and you know coach Anderson dislikes when both of us are late, and I'm not planning on doing suicides today."

"Who the hell has practice early on a Monday morning?" I said.

"We do asshole, now get the fuck up and get your shit"

"Elijah if you don't stop screaming I swear to god bro I will cut that pretty face of yours. Lower your fucking voice and help me find my soccer shit." Elijah is running around like a headless chicken looking for my stuff. While I'm just lying on the floor massaging my temples in hopes for this headache to go away.

"Yo' that party Sunday night was mad crazy! The McClure twins really know how to throw a party. Did you see that thick Spanish chick throwing herself at me?"

"I was there with you I know what happened, she was literally begging you to fuck her brains out and by the looks of it, you did. Before coming to your dorm, I saw her walking down the street doing the walk of shame." Elijah was chuckling.

I don't remember everything. But the last thing I can recall is the Spanish girl grinding on me and trying to feel Mateò-cockasaurs-rex.

"Mateo I got your shirt, cleats, and socks but couldn't find your shin guards. Do you know where you left them at?"

"They should be in my truck if not then I can ask one of the McClure twins to let me borrow a pair, but before we get going let me go brush my teeth first."

"Dude I'll wait for you in the car and hurry the fuck up we only have twenty minutes to get there."

I splashed cold water on my face to wake me up a little. When I took a glimpse in the mirror, my face resembled Rick Grimes when he woke up in the hospital. Throwing the towel on the floor I walked to the kitchen grabbed two bottles of Gatorade and two water bottles from the fridge. There is no way Elijah and I are going to make it on time for soccer practice because Monday traffic is horrific especially in the mornings.

While I'm locking my door, I can feel the vibrations of the music on my feet. This fool is either trying to see brain pieces everywhere, make my life living hell or both. When I open the driver's side door Kendrick Lamar- Humble blasted out of my car.

"ELIJAH!! TURN THAT SHIT OFF!!"

"WHAT... I CAN HEAR YOU ASSHOLE!!"

"I SAID TURN THAT FUCKING MUSIC OFF!" why am I even shouting, I hoped on and reached the little knob to turned off the music off.

"Dude! You're such a buzz kill."

I put my key in the ignition and drove off burning tire along the way. Elijah wouldn't stop talking about The Weeknd on how his music is pure therapeutic to the soul. We're arguing back and forth between Drake and The Weeknd when unexpectedly he shouted.

"MATEO HIT THE BRAKES!!!"

Without thinking twice my foot went straight to the brake pedal. We both just stared at this random girl standing a few inches away from my truck. She's about 5'2 with a perfect crazy banging body. As the sunlight shined on her gorgeous hazel brown eyes made me feel some type of way. Her caramel skin color is simply faultlessness I've never seen such beauty in my life.

But I don't think she has noticed that I almost ran her over. Elijah and I both looked at each other confused.

"Whoa!! She is beautiful but why the hell is she just standing there like a lost soul in a day dream?" Elijah questioned.

"Oye! Mamacita. You're blocking the driveway, you do know cars pass by, right?!" I yelled out of my window. She quickly moved out the way to the sidewalk.

She blabbered about how she's new to the state and shit but I was distracted by her sweet lips. And imagine how good my dick would look in her mouth.

Without hesitating, I said, "You know everything is bigger in Texas and by bigger, I mean that's not the only huge thing I have! You're cute when you get nervous by the way, I'm Mateò and if you need information about your dorm the courtesy officer is around the corner." With that, I drove off.

"Bruh! Did you just say that to that innocent girl? Why am I even surprise your Mateo the big playa' playa'?"

It took us twenty minutes to get to UNT fields and by the look on Elijah's face, he didn't look like a happy camper. I told him right before he started looking for my stuff that we weren't going to make it on time.

"Mr. Hernandez and Mr. Knight, I'm so glad you guys could join us for practice. Now run twenty miles around the track and after twenty suicides. Maybe next time you'll learn not to come late to practice." Coach Anderson calmly said.

We begin running along each other until Elijah starts to shove me blaming me for being late. I pushed him so hard that he landed on the grass.

"BOYS! YOU WANT TO MAKE THAT EIGHTY LAPS!?" Mr. Anderson said. Elijah quickly got on his feet and starts running along my side.

"Bruh, how much you wanna bet that I can get that girl in bed within the next week."

"Mateo that girl doesn't look like the types to have one night stands, but what I can say is that I will have her in my bed in three months."

"Three fucking months are you trying to marry her or something. There's no fucking way you can last three months without having sex. You're going to end up with blue balls, god I feel bad for you Elijah."

"So, what Mateò you're in or you're in?" with that I extended my hand and shook in agreement.

"Let the game begin," I said with an evil laugh.

A/N:

So what do you think about Mateò and his best friend Elijah so far?

Who do think is going to win the bet and who's going to get hurt?

hope you guy enjoy and please if you see a grammar error or anything else feel free to let me know.

xoxo - Edee