the complicated engagement - mattia p.

xxii. more chances

"why not? its my room anyways-" i cut myself off once i opened the door.

"what the hell," i whispered not able to realize whats happening.
"oh god, tate its not what it looks like. i swea-" he started to rambled but i cut him off.
"what the fuck are you talking about! you have your shirt off and that girl had a flustered face, so is it just an act?" i asked.

at this point the girl had ran off and nick closed the door once he saw me argue.
"its not like we are together anyways," mattia mumbled taking his shirt from the floor and putting it on.
"we arent, you got that right. but why did you kiss me, take me on a date, and you fucking lied to me, mattia! i trusted you! i didnt care that to us we werent together but you said that you wanted to try! but i guess you are just a lair," i yelled slamming the door.

i ran through the crowd and was able to get to the door until i got stopped by alejandro.
"alejandro, move!" i said frustrated.
"whats wrong?" he asked genuinely as i ran my fingers
through my hair.
"please just let me go. i just want to go home please," i cried out letting a tear out that i didnt know wanted to come out.

he pulled me outside with him and quickly hugged me.
"im sorry, did mattia do this to you?," he asked sincerely.
"i dont even know why im crying," i sighed pulling away and wiping away with the sleeve of mattia's hoodie.
he sighed pulling away from the hug.

"did he tell you guys? about the contract?" i asked.
"yea... anyways, are you going to go through with it? i read the bit of the contract about the marriage, you guys are going to start planning the engagement story and the wedding," he sighed leaning on the house.
"i know! i dont know what to do because im still a teenager that is still in highschool and i have to get married if not i will ruin my reputation on social media," i explained.
"damn. i feel like your getting the bad part of the contract just because of mattia," he sighed.
"well, i going to my dad's house tonight. ill see you tomorrow right?" i sniffled.
"of course, goodnight tate," he repiled giving me a side hug and went back inside.

i walked towards my car, but once i got in the car i got a huge headache. i laid my head on the wheel and took a couple of breaths before i got interrupted once more. i turned my head to find mattia knocking on my window. i opened my door and moved myself to where i was facing him fully.

"what do you need, mat-" i started but then i cut myself once mattia decided to give me a hug. i stood there not knowing what to do. my hands were at my sides.
"im sorry," he whispered into my ear as his grip got tighter around me.

i finally gave in and wrapped my arms around him. after a few seconds, mattia pulled away, but was still in between my legs. he smiled at me and moved a strand of hair away from my face and tucked it behind my ear.
"im so sorry, tate. the alcohol got the better of me. can you forgive me?" he asked sincerely.
"goodness mattia. you make it so hard to not stay mad at you," i joked as he huffed with a smile.

"cmon, i wanna go to bed." he said pulling me out the car.
"what about the guest?" i asked him as he lead
me back to the house.
"its just sway and some of hype. i think they are going to stay here though," he responded as we walked into the house to find them all sleeping around the living. the only person i didnt see was oaklynn.

he held my hand as we went to our room. he went to use the bathroom, so i quickly took off my shoes and mattia's hoodie, which left me in a tank top and shorts, and got under the covers. once mattia came out the bathroom, he got under the covers with me in shorts only. he laid down right next to him.
he pulled me onto his, so i was now laying on his chest.

"i really like this," he sighed snuggling closer to me.
"me too," i yawned letting the darkness over take me.

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im so cliche☺️🖕

-rose