𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 | 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐎 ✓

TWENTY SEVEN 🥀

Mia has just got changed and ready to head towards the Alleyway of her apartment. Her mom was out for work, and her dad was slumped in the living room half asleep as he was watching a football game on the TV.

She walked past the living room, making sure her dad was fully asleep and he was. She then headed outside her apartment and down the stairs. It was a chilly night.

Once she was down in the Alleyway, she noticed that it was quite sketchy. The neighborhood she lived in was dangerous, especially at night. So saying she was scared is an understatement. She shivered art he chilly breeze that rushed past her. There weren't anyone walking down the street, who would even think about walking all alone at night? Especially a young girl.

She had turned the corner of the Alleyway. She began complaining to herself once she spotted nobody but a dumpster along with two cats, as they lurked for food. Suddenly, a person was in sight, a quite tall person. He held a phone in his hand, as his eyes strolled around the dark alleyway, he still hadn't noticed the young girl's presence.

Mia stood in the middle of the Alleway, as she gaped over him. Her heart starting beating rapidly fast as it flattered through her chest, one thing she didn't expect was; his looks. She couldn't see the difference between a Greek god and Mattia.

His eyes glanced back on his phone as he began typing away, but mia slowly strolled towards him, "M-Mattia?" She managed to choke out.

He quickly looked up, "Mia?" His deep husky voice spoke up. She didn't expect him to be so tall. He towered over her. She reached till his shoulder. He looked like he could be a model.

They quickly stood there, for a good minute. Mattia couldn't believe that mia was so....beautiful and perfect in every way. A smirk was plastered over his face as he took a minute to observe the girl.

"It's quite sketchy," he chuckled to himself, looking around the alleyway, "Meeting here around this time." Mia softly laughed in return, as Mattia tucked in his hands into his jeans pocket.

"It's fine for me." She replied, shrugging as a soft smile was plastered over her face. She then didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around his waist.

"I can't believe you've put up with me for weeks now," Mattia mumbled, placing his chin on her head as he held her tightly, "You're too good to be true." Mia blushed, nuzzling her face into his chest.

"I'm so glad you're alive....and healthy." Mia told him, before pulling away from his embrace, as much as she wanted to be held by him forever, she had to fully take a good look of him.

"Yeah?" Mattia asked, looking at the sky as the stars brightened, before looking back at Mia, "My life isn't complete yet..." He paused, sighing heavily, "I'm still fucking depressed and tired of life," He shrugged, his eyes directing onto Mia's, "Although I still have the will to get out of bed in the morning, just to hear your voice."

Mia shyly slipped her hands into Mattia's, as her face was flushed, "I hope you know that you'll never lose me, I'm here for you and with you," Mia paused, "Till the end." She softly told him, caressing his hand with her thumb.

Mattia then put a finger under Mia's chin, lifting her head up, "You're so short," he chuckled, "And so fucking beautiful," He mumbled, as their faces were millimeters apart, he glanced down at her lips before licking his, "Can I kiss you?" He then asked her, straight forward.

Mia hestitated for a second, before slowly nodding her head. She wanted this, she wanted to feel his lips on hers, for some reason, she felt safe and secure being around him, it was like she could trust him with anything.

Mattia slowly leaned forward, placing his forehead against hers, he then gently locked his lips against hers. They stood in the same position, as their lips were attached together, during the chilly Jersey night, in the middle of an alleyway.