mattias pov* "hi ma, is it ok if mattia stays for a bit?" "mattia? you two still talk?" "um i guess." venus shrugs. "hi mrs. maldonado!" i say. "hi sweetie, nice seeing you again." "nice seeing you too." "venus, don't be doing anything stupid." "maaa!" "v!" "si ma..." she opens the door to her room, it's pretty big. she sets her bag down and puts on some music. "really, that?" i ask "do you not like this song?" she's playing music by frank ocean. "i do, i just want to listen to something my interesting." "ah i see. here then connect it to your phone."
venuss pov* he connects his phone and starts playing 'no complaints ft offset and drake.' he has good taste in music so i'm not worried about what he's putting on. he sets his bag down and the starts moving to the music slowly. "hey, aint no complaints, nah!" mattia starts to dance and sing. i had never seen him like this. he grabs my hand
mattias pov* i want to dance with her so i grab her hand.
venuss pov* and the next thing you know we are dancing. the song finishes and now it's my turn to choose a song. "pick a good one v." "will do." (play song at top) "good pick v." "ah thank you, thank you." mattia sits down...i can feel his eyes all over me. it makes me nervous but oh well what can i do. "she got a pretty face, pretty waist, she's a dinner plate..." i sing while dancing. my face is burning red for sure. shit.
mattias pov* "disrespect...that's all i got..." "she got a pretty face, pretty waist, she's a dinner plate." i don't like to sing infornt of other people but venus makes me feel different. the song finishes and pulls out a red guitar. "like it?" "i guess." "i can teach you how to play." "really? ok then." "just not now. another time." "fine then." i say. "i like your shirt v. let me get it on." "are you serious? no way it's going to fit you." "hand it over." i say. "hand over yours first." she says. "ok." i take off my shirt and she's staring at my body.
venuss pov* damn. he took off his shirt. i quickly take mine off and put his on. "this cute not gonna lie." i head over to my mirror and take a picture.
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mattias pov* she looks cute. i take a screenshot of the picture. "did you just screenshot my post?" "uh...yeah, i did." "why?" "so i can have you as my new wallpaper." i say she blushes. "fine."
papi chulo mattia 😫 no, she heard us talking about it. she was pretty upset and went off on me. not sure how she feels about it rn. 🤷🏻♂️ and ale...i don't want to do this 'bet'.
ale 😘 why not? you know what forget it, you always back out on things. forget it. read.
"what's wrong?" v asks. "nothing. you're pretty you know that." i say. "thank you."
venuss pov* it's getting late and i'm not sure if he's staying over. "what?" "uhm venus, wanna come over to my place?" "i need to ask." "ok. i'll wait." "wait right now?" "yes right now!" "i'll be back then." i go downstairs and ask ma. "ma c-can i go over to mattias...please?" "mija?" "yes?" "are you and mattia...a thing now?" "no...i don't think so. we are friends. with no benefits of any kind." "truth?" "si ma." "ok then. i do not want you doing anything stupid. only this time because it's a school night and i trust you ok?" trust. "ok thank you ma!" i say as i give my ma a kiss. i run up stairs and open my door.
mattias pov* she came through the door grabbing her school bag and packing it. "i guess they said yes?" "yes they did." she said grinning. she grabs a pair of jeans, a belt, white crop top and a blueish green jacket. "let's go." "ok." i respond. we get in her moms car and she puts the radio on. "now let's get on to playing one of our decades best throwbacks!" the radio man says. 'wannabe by spice girl starts playing.' i know this song. by memory and it's embarrassing. i start the car and we make our way towards my house. "yo i'll tell you want it , what i really really want." i say. "so tell me what you want, what you really really want." v says. "i'll tell you want i want, what i really really want." i say. "so tell me what you want, what you really really want." v says. "i wanna, i wanna, i wanna, i wanna. i wanna really really really wanna zigazig ha" we both says. "wow ttia you really know your songs huh?" "sure do." we sang all the way to my place, blasting britney spears, maroon 5, and all the nostalgic songs you could think of.
