𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 | 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐎 ✓

TWENTY EIGHT 🥀

Mattia | Mia

"You should've spent the night with me."

"Mattia, I wish I did, but I can't."

"Your lips felt amazing, Mia."

"I so badly wanna kiss you again."

"Do you now?"

"Mhm."

"When can we meet again?"

"Look whose all about the meeting thing now."

"Shut up, damn."

"I couldn't sleep properly last night."

"Is that a good th-"

"I couldn't stop smiling."

"The feelings mutual."

"Did I tell you how much of a good kisser you are?"

"I mean, practice makes perfect."

"So you're telling me you've kissed other guys before?"

"I'm sure you've kissed several girls before, especially looking like a Greek god."

"I look like a mashed potato."

"A mashed potato? Really?"

"Your laugh is fucking adorable, Mia."

"I sound like a dying cow."

"What's your plans today?"

"My co-workers are having this dinner tonight, and I'd rather much not go, but I'm basically being forced too."

"Oh."

"Stay then."

"And talk to me."

"As much as I'd love that, I really can't."

"Is it can't or don't want too?"

"What'd I tell you about lying to me?"

"Why do you always think I'm lying? I don't get it Mattia. I have absolutely no reason to lie to you."

"I dunno, maybe it's the fact I have issues trusting people?"

"You don't trust me?"

"It's not about tha-"

"I get it. It's fine."

"I have to uhm—go get ready."

"It's two in the afternoon."

"My mom's calling me. We're heading out for lunch."

"I'll talk to you uhm...later."

"Mia-"

-beep-