distraction - mattia polibio

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"holy shit," i jumped as some demon fucker popped up on the screen.  mattia laughed. 

"you're such a pussy y/n," he said.  i turned to face him with my jaw dropped.

"that's fucking rude."

"oh, i'm soooo sorry," he said, sarcastically.

"stop being a little bitch."

"what did you call me?" he asked.

"a biiiiiitch," i replied.  he rolled on top of me and pinned my hands above my head.

"call me a bitch again.  do it," he smiled. 

"itchbay," i said.  he furrowed his eyebrows.

"first of all, when the fuck did you learn pig latin? second of all-" our lips mushed together and i jumped again when i heard a shriek come from the tv.  mattia laughed.  my phone then started ringing.  mattia grabbed it before i could reach it and held it out of my reach.

"mhnmm," he mumbled and began kissing all over my face. 

"mattiaaa, give me my phone," i said, grabbing his arm.  i slithered out from under him and answered the call, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"hello?"

"girl, you will never believe what this bitch leah tried to do," my best friend spoke.  i looked back at mattia and mouthed 'it's allison.'

"what did she do?"

"she tried to get with zach."

"what? how?"

"yesterday we were at the mall and she shows up and she's all like 'oh hey zach, i didn't know you were here.  oh. hi, allison.  so, zach, how are you?' god! i hate her!" she yelled.  mattia came up behind me and moved my hair to my left shoulder, starting to kiss the right side of my neck.

"oh really? maybe she was just being friendly," i said, swatting at mattia. 

"no, listen to this: we were at the food court, right? guess what she did?  she sat down next to him and started sliding her hand up his thigh like i wouldn't notice."

"oh r-really?" i asked, mattia's kisses now getting a little distracting, "what did zach do?"

"he slapped her hand off.  so then i stood up and was like, 'what the fuck do you think you're doing?' and she looks at me all innocent and goes 'nothing-'"

"mhm.  listen, ally.  i gotta go," i said and heard mattia laugh quietly next to me, "but i'll call you later, okay?"

"you're about to get dicked down, aren't you?" she asked.  mattia laughed.

"what? no, of course not.  why-"

"yes, she is," mattia spoke into my phone.

"i knew it.  anyways, i'll tell you the rest of what she did later.  i love you."

"love you too," i said and hung up, pushing mattia off of me.

"you're such an ass," i said.  he smirked and pressed his lips against mine again, pulling me onto his lap. 

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