Persian Rugs pt.2

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11:30pm

We left the front door and headed down the street.

Mattia: lemme give you a piggyback

You: Saves me walking

I jump on Mattia's back and he starts running as fast as he can, at this point I'm screaming at the top of my lungs probably waking up all the neighbours, he carries on running until he trips on the sidewalk and we both end up on the floor laughing like crackheads.

You: We never doing that again

I say still laughing

Mattia: Don't lie, that was hella fun

He helps me up from the floor

We walk down the street singing Love Sosa and Trap Queen (you're an OG if you know those songs) until we end up at the 7eleven. We go straight to the back of the shop to the alcohol section, I look at the Hennessy and then the Cîroc. (Cîroc is vodka btw).

Mattia: I ain't got no iD

You: We're underage of course you don't have iD, put it under your hoodie and I'll try distract the cashier.

Mattia: This isn't a movie, just get what you need and run, there's no cameras anyway.

I grab the Cîroc, some potato chips, loads of candy and run out the front door. Mattia comes out a few seconds later, hands full of food and catches up with me.

Cashier: AYE! Come back you haven't payed!

Like duh.. that's the whole point. The cashier didn't bother chasing us so about 5 mins into running we stopped, Mattia lost a few bags of chips but luckily I didn't drop the alcohol.

Mattia: Oh shit. I didn't take my keys when we left the house.

Mattia takes out his phone and calls Gian, he answers and unlocks the door. We walk into the kitchen and empty all the food we were carrying in our hands and pockets.

Gian: Did the store run out of bags? Why you carrying everything, and is that alcohol?!

Mattia: You ask too many questions, I got you a v-bucks gift voucher thing if you want that

Gian: Thanks!

He hugs Mattia

You: Awww

Mattia: shut up

You: What you finna do?

I pretend to square up to him. He picks me up like I'm a feather and throws me on the couch.

Mattia: Goofy ass

He says laughing at me

Gian goes back upstairs into his room and Mattia looks for some shot glasses for the Cîroc, I pick up the bottle of alcohol and go into his room leaving him to take the rest of the food downstairs. I turn his LED lights onto blue and chill in his room.

Mattia: Trinity! I need help!

You: Okay!

I run back upstairs and help him with the rest of the food, he leads me back downstairs and we put all the food on his bed. I open the box of Nerds, I'm about to eat some when Mattia takes them straight out of my hand.

You: Uh excuse you?

I try and take them off of him but he keeps moving, to the point where I'm on top of him. again. He gave me that same look he did when we first met, I avoid eye contact to not be 'lured' in.

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