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"mams died on the floor," dejah watchrd the tik tok again, alejandro, alvaro and robert laughing as they recorded mattia who was asleep on the floor. accroding to them, he had been in there about an hour with the door locked.
dejah felt bad, knowing something was definitely up with him. so she went to alvaro's contact and gave him a call, doubting mattia was going to answer.
"hey friend," dejah greeted alvaro through the facetime call as it connected. his phone was set up and he was standing up. he was most likely in the middle of filming a tik tok.
"hey dejah," he smiled sweetly. "what's up?"
"hi dejah!" alejandro jumped in, waving like a maniac, his dimples poking.
she laughed, "hey ale!" she gave the same energy. "i was just wondering what's up with mattia? i seen the tik tok and i felt like something was wrong," she told him.
"well he was like sad i guess when we all got together," alvaro explained. "me, ale and robert started filiming tik toks and mattia went in the bathroom and never came out so we had to find out how to unlock it and boom,"
"you don't follow his spam?" alejandro butted in, wondering how she didn't know this guy was deep in his feelings.
"he won't accept me," she shrugged. "maybe cause he has hella request and mine is like a lost file. i don't know, why though?"
"he posted a video of him crying,"
"is he awake?" it was probably over jenna once again. she wasn't going to scold him or say i told you so, but she would later on. "give him your phone for a couple minutes,"
alvaro obeyed, going in the bathroom when mattia sat, rubbing the sleep and dried tears fron his eyes. he didn't say much, mattia his phone and closed the door to give them a little privacy.
"tia?" dejah sang, pouting once she seen how tired he looked. he seemed shock once he realized it was dejah.
"i thought we weren't cool," his voice was raspy. he wasn't even in the mood to talk right now and he didn't even know the video was posted. he just assumed she called cause they told her he was crying on his spam.
"just because i'm mad doesn't mean i'm going to ignore your feelings," she checked him. "are you okay?"
he shrugged. his full face wasn't in camera, just a corner of his head. "i'll be fine," he didn't want to talk about his feelings.
"you don't need to act like that with me," dejah reminded him. "you crying cause' of jenna? are you overwhelmed or just mad? like talk to me,"
"fuck jenna," his face scrunched up. "this has nothing to do with her. it has to do with us," he figired he'd be honest because lying never gor him anywhere to begin with.
"us?" dejah scrunched her own face up. "cause' i didn't want to kiss you earlier?"
"no. because i fucked you over and i never wanted to in the first place,"
dejah had no response. "i mean..i don't really know what to say because you did do me wrong," she played with her fuzzy blanket. "that doesn't mean i'm going to stop talking to you all together because i do still have feelings for you. i just need to get over them,"
"okay," he deadpanned. "what if i don't want you to get over them and i actually want to be with you?" he asked.
dejah bit her lip in a thinking manner.
"i would say maybe," she hoped she didn't regret this. "we're only so young, but you need to learn how to communicate and be more open with me. i'm not about to be looking crazy over you,"
mattia couldn't hide his smile. he rubbed his eyes a little more, makin sure he looked decent before putting his smiling face in the camera. "really?"
"yes, really," dejah rolled her eyes, laughing at his responce. "that doesn't mean i'm jumping into anything though," her voice got stern. "i'm talking to you and your talking to me. no more in between, i don't know what i want type shit,"
"no problem," he shrugged.
"i would say come over, but my mom doesn't leave until eleven and i have homework to do,"
mattia frowned, "what about tomorrow night?" he asked.
"you'll see me by then," dejah laughed.
"yeah, but i wanna see you after that," he whined.
"maybe we can all hang out after school until late," she suggested. "that way we can avoid my mom and her billion questions,"
"or invite us all over. that way i can meet your mom and then once they all leave, i can just stay," he suggested himself.
"oop," dejah was caught off guard. "big bet," she cheesed. "give alvaro his phone back so he can make his little videos and have fun with your friends. just text me before you go to bed," she told him.
