Under The Stars (EDITING)

Matt's Friends

Edited

Chapter 2:

Y/n POV:

I know when that hotline bling.

My phone shakes, interrupting my Netflix binge watching.

I read the screen,and it shows an unknown number.

Probably another business person.

The number kept calling me for numerous times, and I was so close to throwing my phone at the wall.

But that'd be my 5th phone broken if I did proceed to do so.

I pick up and was about to snap at the caller, because the best part was about to come in Flash.

"Oh my god, please sto-" I try to finish my sentence, but it gets cut out by Matt.

"Hey Y/n!" Damn, this boy got energy.

I sigh, I've had enough of him already.

He calls me a hoe, and then all of a sudden, pretends it's all normal again.

How'd he even get my number?

Look, I know I was all bright and happy with him earlier, but if someone who keeps disrupting you and is all over your face all day, wouldn't you think you would've had your taste of him?

And calls you a hoe but not really calling you a hoe. That's an asshole if you ask me.

I mask my bitchy self and try to be calm while I talk through the phone.

"What do you want? Is there any requests for me to go down someone's pants, because I'm a natural at being at a guys' house? " I spat at him.

"It was a mistake. And you forgot already?" He says and just as I almost said about what, the invitation pops up in my mind.

I wasn't the type of bitch to ditch, because of a small thing. I'd move on from it anyways.

"Imma have to ask my mom first. But be sure to hide because boy it's not gonna be pretty when you see me." I sounded like a total bitch, but I treat you just the way you treat me. Plus, I was half joking.

"For sure. Call me back. I'm sorry again." He sincerely apologizes, and I laugh.

"It's okay, I get it a lot." I hang up and sadly, it's true.

I immediately get out of the theater room, and scream, "Hey Mom!"

"I'm trying to finish my work, honey. Can we talk later?" She replies.

"I promise it'll take a millisecond out of your life." I tell her.

"Okay what is it?" She screams back, because she was downstairs at her office.

"Can I go to my friend's for awhile?" Silence followed and all of a sudden, a yes comes out of her mouth.

"Are you guys just gonna go to the mall?" I know she expected a yes, but I proved her wrong, "No, it's his house."