.Our love story. Gaten matarazzo.

.Stranger.love.

A/n OK it's is gonna sounds really stupid but tysm for 12 reads ad 14 on the preferences I know 12 isn't a lot butthis is my first ever public fan fiction and it means a lot to me that people are actually reading it ~ Olivia♡

*3 days until comic con*

Y/n P.O.V.

This morning I woke up late for school but whatever it's the last day before March break (for me irl it's already over but whatever it's for the story)

I decided to just stay home instead besides the only thing we were gonna do was have a party in class, and also I was tired AFTER from not being able to sleep thinking about what happened this week it's just been so crazy and exciting it's almost a dream *possible ending for this complete story* I decided to text Gaten to see what was up with him 

Y/n:

Hey pearly *MAJOR reference to the preference story* 

Gaten: hey BAE

Y/n: 

Lol wyd td

Gaten:

So many abbreviations I'm screaming goggles

Y/n:

😂 but srsly tho wyd

Gaten:

Not going to school I think I have a cold

Y/n:

Awwws poor bby💔

Gaten:

Maybe some beauty will make me feel better

Gatenm123 wants to face time

*Accept*                       Decline 

Heyyyyyy!   I could hear the sickness in his rough voice

Hiiiiiiiiiiii! I responded 

You sound pretty sick do you think your gonna be good for the con, I mean 3 days isn't a long ways away

No I'm fine trust me............

The phone dropped to the floor and I heard a loud thump and  light snoring followed

Gaten!

 yOu GoOd BrO?!??! I said in a weird voice

GATEN!!!!!!!! I screamed so loud I heard my self echo threw the phone

Oh my fxcking gosh, he fxcking deaaaad! *RIP vine*

I hung up the face time and walked to his house on the next block over. I knocked on the big wooden door *idk* and somehow I was surprised when Sabrina opened the door

Oh, hey Sab is Gaten alive?!

Hey y/n also wtf?!?!

We were on face time and he just passed out she looked at me like I was crazy and we both dashed up to Gaten's room. We entered the room to see Gaten laying dead on the floor, phone thrown across the room face down probably with a cracked screen, wearing spider man pyjamas, sprawled out into a weird gnarled shape. We both immediately whip out our phones and start snap chatting the hilarious sight trying so hard not to wake him up with our laughing. We post it to our stories and go downstairs to hang out I geuss , hey I was already there she was already there we were pretty decent friends why not!

So what we're you doing home young lady? She scolds me jokingly 

Trying not to die from lack of sleep, what's your excuse  I joke back