🥀𝓐𝓬𝓽 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓜𝓮🥀 𝓜 𝓐 𝓘 𝓡 𝓘🥀

¤Nine¤

Prepare bumblefucks✌😗😘🙈💕❣
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¡Mattia¡

°Thursday°

I woke up around 10:30, so I knew Kairi and none of the boys were home. I layed there for a little before checking my notifications, my heart picking up at one particular one.

'Kairi knows we kissed'

How? Did she tell him? I know for a fact I didn't. Did he see? There's no way, he wasn't in the store at the time. She must've told him, I'm not even gonna stress it.

I inhaled and exhaled, before standing up, walking up to Kairi's room. I grabbed a towel, and some of my clothes, that I kept there, and went into his bathroom. I turned the shower on, at perfect temperature may I add, before undressing, and going in myself.

Fake dating someone and trying to get with someone was stressful. It feels bad both ways. I gotta end the bet, that's the only option. The only option I'm gonna take. Kairi's my best friend, and all he was doing was helping me.

But Alex, oh, I really think she's the one. She gets me, is willing to hang out with me. I'm not saying Kairi doesn't do that, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I wanna be with Alex, and in order to do that, I gotta end the bet.

End of discussion.

Either way, this was the plan all along, now that I actually have the opportunity to be with her, I'm gonna take that.

¡Kairi¡

Stupid school. Stupid teachers. Stupid work. Stupid everything. I failed a test, forgot about homework, got detention, and someone spilt their lunch on me, perfect in my opinion. Note the sarcasm.

It could not get worse from here. There was like now way it could. Right? Right. I'm gonna go home, fix myself a sandwich and Dr.Pepper, and watch The Walking Dead. There was no way, and I mean no way, that I was, or anyone else was gonna make this day any worse.

When I got home I ignored the trash and bottles that littered the floor, and went straight into the even worse kitchen. I sighed, and pushed everything off the counter, not caring about the loud noise or mess it made. That was the least of my concerns.

The only thing I needed was food. And a sandwich was calling my name. I made the sandwich, grabbing a can of soda, before heading upstairs into my clean room, which was great because all I wanted to do was, well, not clean that's for sure.

"Home sweet home..." I mumbled, putting my food down, throwing my backpack, toeing off my shoes, changing into clean and more comfortable clothes, before grabbing my food again sitting on my bed. It also took me a momemt to realize that someone was in my bathroom, if we're being specific, Shower.

I figured it must've been Mattia. I mean, he didn't go to school, so it had to be him. At least that's what I told myself. And good thing it was him, because I would've hated myself for sitting in my room with a serial killer.

When he opened the door, steam coming through the crack, I swear, I could have died then and there, ya'know. Do you know how many people would die to be in my position? A lot, and when I say a lot, I mean A LOT.