i know that this is a mattia book and all but i love mar and i wanted to write about him so...
my hands shook as i cried, reading the text from my ex on my phone.
mikey :(
y/n, baby, i'm so sorry. please come back to me. i know it's been forever but i miss you. i miss you so much. please come back to me. i know i fucked up when i got with rachel. it was a mistake. i love you. please come back to me.
i was in love with him, but a video of him kissing some girl named rachel got leaked. i broke up with him and i haven't talked to him since. i've been missing him a lot, and i don't know why. i just can't help it. i didn't know what to do, so, i facetimed my best friend, mar. mariano and i have been friends for as long as i can remember. he was always there for me. i have to admit, before i started dating mike, i was kind of in love with him. then mike came around and fucked up my life. lwhen mar found out that mike cheated on me, he was ready to kill him.
"hey dum- why are you crying?" he answered.
"mike," i sniffled. he rolled his eyes.
"what did he do?" he asked. i sent him a screenshot of the text.
"why didn't you block him forever ago?"
"i don't know, mar. i think i miss him," i said. there was a moment of silence.
"you've got to be fucking kidding me. he treated you like shit, and now you're telling me you want to go back to him?" he yelled.
"i don't know-"
"no. that's not fucking allowed. you're better off without him. he cheated on you. then after you broke up with his hoe ass, he was talking shit about you."
"he was?"
"yes, but i didn't want to tell you because i didn't want to hurt your feelings even more than they already were. but all it ever is is 'mike, mike, mike.' you know what? fuck this," he said and hung up. i dropped my phone on my bed and froze in disbelief. i really just lost my best friend because i was too stupid to see that mike is an asshole. i tried calling mar 3 times, but he didn't answer. everything's fine. he'll be over it tomorrow. but he's all i got, and right now i don't have him. i threw my head into the pillow and cried until there was no more tears left. a few minutes after my mental breakdown, i heard my phone ding.
mariano❤️
open the door.
i furrowed my eyebrows, wiped my face and went downstairs to open the door. before i could even see his face, he wrapped his arms around my waist, and mine went around his neck.
"i'm sorry for yelling at you," he mumbled into my shoulder, rubbing my back.
"it's okay. it's my fault. i'm a fucking idiot."
"don't say that," he said, letting go of me. i looked up at him and i just started bawling.
"i'm sorry," i said, wrapping my arms around him again, "you're too good to be my friend. i don't deserve you."
"don't say that. you know i love you. you know that. i'll always be there for you no matter what, okay?" he asked, rubbing my back. i nodded my head and he pushed me away lightly, wiping my tears. all of a sudden, i felt his lips against mine and my breath hitched in my throat. once he realized i wasn't kissing back, he pulled away.
"shit...um, i'm sorry," he said scratching his forehead. i didn't move. i couldn't. he tried to turn away but i grabbed his arm and connected my lips with his. his arms wrapped around my waist as he deepened the kiss. at this point, i was having an internal panic attack because i had no clue what the FAWK was going on. after a few seconds, he pulled away and loosened his grip on my waist.
"what was that for?" i asked, arms still around his neck.
"i wanted to see something."
"which was?"
"what it felt like to kiss you," he replied. there was a moment of silence.
"what did it feel like?" i asked, quietly.
"pretty fucking perfect," he replied. i laid my head on his chest and he rested his chin on my head.
"i think i'm in love with you y/n."
"mar-" i pulled away from him.
"no, lemme say something else. i know you miss mike and shit, but i promise you: i will never, ever do you like he did you. i will never cheat on you. never lie to you. just love you, no matter what-"
"mar, shut the fuck up. i was gonna say i'm in love with you too," i said. his mouth dropped into an 'o' and i laughed at him.
"i don't miss mike. i really don't. i just miss the aspect of being in a relationship."
"which parts?"
"i don't know. the cuddles. the kisses," i paused, "...the sex." he raised his eyebrows.
"bet," he said then lifted me up, immediately connecting our lips.
