Demon Lover

Let This Mother Out (1)

"Ladies and gent. Hello." Harry calmly said, looking at their frightened and panicked expressions. "What is it you need?"

"Uhm, he-he said you name, but not to call you." Macy quickly said, her sisters nodding. Matteo paid them no mind as he continued to stare at the board until his phone rang.

"Speak."

"I think you should head over here before the party starts, or you're gonna have to sneak in through your window." Alejandro's scratchy voice reached his ears and Matteo pouted, rubbing his nose.

"Aw, you're sick. Don't worry, I'll make you some homemade soup before heading over there, niño." He stood up and walked down to the kitchen, leaving everyone staring at him as he left.

"He does that a lot." Maggie said, sighing.

"¿Qué sopa quieres?"

"Non importa."

"Bueno, because I can only make chicken noodle." Alejandro laughed, which soon turned into him coughing. "I don't understand, you were fine a few hours ago."

"Nemmeno io." Alejandro gasped out, Matteo pouting some more.

"I'm gonna cry. I'll bring some medicine too. Mi pobre niño."

"I'm older than you." Matteo warmed up the soup with his hands, grabbing some medicine from the cabinet and holding his phone between his shoulder and ear.

"Yeah yeah, I'll be there in five minutes."

"Drive the speed limit."

"And risk you dying on me?! No way." Matteo hung up and started the car, being the reckless driver he was when he was alone or had something important to do. "Thank you for calling the best person you have ever met, how may I grace your presence today?"

"You sound like a total narc." Parker said into the phone, the smile immediately dropping off of Matteo's face when he almost swerved off the road.

"What the he-how did you get my number?!"

"I have my ways. I was thinking, we should go out sometime."

"Caine, stop. I'm trying to drive." Matteo warned him. "Plus, you have a girlfriend."

"We broke up last week."

"Exactly, give yourself some time before going back to looking for dates." Matteo advised, whipping around the corner. "FYI, I know Alejandro is apart of this little scheme. And I made him a cookie."

"I'll eat it."

"Whoops, I bit into it." Matteo said while taking a bite of the cookie.

"I still want it."

"Bye, Caine." Matteo hung up and looked down at the cookie in disgust as he stopped at a red light. "Should've put more chocolate chips in it."

Matteo continued on to the frat house, hurrying inside with two tubs in his hands, one holding the soup and the other some cookies.

"And your savior is here!" Matteo entered Alejandro's room with a bright smile on his face, his smile dropping when he saw Parker sitting on the bed next to a perfectly fine Alejandro. "Are you fucking serious?!"

"Teo-"

"No! What the hell Alejandro?!" Matteo placed the food down as his face turned red in anger. "If you wanted me to come here, you didn't have to FUCKING LIE! You know when YOU GET SICK IT'S FUCKING SERIOUS!"

"I'm sorry. But hey, the sick thing is real." Alejandro said while standing up, walking over and grabbing the soup, grabbing a spoon from the box on his dresser. "It's just coming and going."

"So you didn't even need soup!" Matteo whined, looking between Parker and Alejandro. The Italian shrugged and gave him a  kiss on the head, kicking Parker's foot as he sat on his bed again. "Why is he here?"

"Oh, right, don't ruin my room, if you fuck change my sheets, and try not to make too much noise." Alejandro said, confusing both of the other males in the room as he walked out. Matteo heard a click and he quickly turned to the door, trying to open it before looking over at the window.

"Matty, no." Parker immediately blocked Matteo's way, the shorter brunette huffing as he tried to push him away but Parker grabbed his arms. "Are you crazy? We're on the third fucking floor."

"I don't care. I don't wanna-"

"Be in the same room as me?" Matteo looked away from him and Parker scoffed, pulling him closer to his body. "Seriously? What's your problem?"

"I don't have a problem I just don't wanna be here." Matteo pulled at his arms to try and free them. "Let me go, Caine."

"No Matteo! What the hell is your problem with me?" Parker's grip tightened and Matteo bit his lip. He quickly put up a facade.

"You were just chasing after Maggie." He scoffed, rolling his eyes while trying to move Parker from in front of him. "Go back to begging for her attention and leave me alone."

"Oh come on." Parker lifted his head to make him stare into his eyes. "We both know that's a lie."

"Oh really? Weren't you just in a relationship with the Kappa president too?"

"She was using me to make someone jealous." Parker smirked. "I think you're trying to cover up something."

"Oh please, Caine." Matteo scoffed and rolled his eyes again, still trying- and failing -to push the taller male away from him so he could escape. "What the hell would I be covering up?"

Instead of answering, Parker kissed him. And Matteo kissed back.

Parker's hands trailed down Matteo's arms and to his waist, Matteo holding onto his biceps. Parker tugged him as close as possible by his belt loops before separating and looking down into his eyes.

"You like me."

"Holy Hanukkah." Matteo rushed in through the front door later that night, in total shock. "That happened. That really happened."

"What happened?" He screamed when four voices rang out from the left of him, quickly turning to face everyone.

"Uh n-nothing."

"Oh my god." Maggie dropped the empty plate she was holding when Matteo turned a deep shade of red. "You kissed him."

"It was more of an enjoyed mouth rape!" He poorly defended, his voice getting higher with every word he said. "I-I just came to get my clothes. I'm staying at a hotel tonight."

"Why a hotel?"

"So Alejandro can't track me down."