𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 -ᵐᵃᵗᵗⁱᵃ ᵖᵒˡⁱᵇⁱᵒ

o5

elle's pov✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　
*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧monday

"hey elle." kairi says, approaching me on the pitch and i groan. it's monday afternoon, meaning it's soccer practice. i've managed to part myself from the group by not responding to texts and dodging them in the halls all day, however, i knew soccer practice would be my downfall.

"why've you been avoiding us?" mattia asks, he seems offended.

"she hasn't, she might have just had her phone taken away, right elle?" alejandro sticks up for me.

"can you just leave me alone from now on?" i ask. i interrupt kairi as he opens his mouth "please?". i wish i could tell them the reason.

"elle-" alejandro begins to speak as coach blows his whistle.

"guys, fuck her. let's play some soccer." mattia spits as he glares at me and the small group leave me feeling awful.

i focus on the game to distract myself from the fact i'm a shitty person and just ruined the first friendships i had formed in years.

it's pretty hard playing with guys so it requires all my attention anyway, apart from mattia who's doing terrible today.

"mattia come on! what's wrong with you?" my uncle shouts at him and i laugh which earns me a glare from the boy.

mattia's pov✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

i lose the ball again as it's snatched from under me, groaning in frustration.

i have no idea why i can't keep my head in the game but it's pissing me off.

i see elle with the ball in her possession.

i want it but i can't have it. i know i'll never get it even if i tried. so i won't even try.

she scores and does a little dance, making me smile.

"she's not on our team, idiot." ale slaps the back of my head and i clear my throat.

"oh yeah." i'm dying to know what made her cut us off so quickly but i shouldn't even care, i knew she was bitch from day one.

"home time everyone apart from mattia, you're staying behind. elle, i'm sorry i won't be long if you want to wait." the coach says and i huff in response as my friends leave me.

"it's cool, i'll wait." elle says and sits on the bench, pulling out her phone.

"what's she talking about?" i ask the coach.

"i'm her ride home, mind your business and focus boy." he sets up cones for me to practice my skills. "wait, we're family by the way." he explains, panicked.

"i know." i chuckle and pick up the ball.

"elle, get over here. mattia needs to work on keeping the ball in his possession so just try get it from him." the coach tells her and she nods, clearly nervous.

we start and she's schooling me, it's embarrassing. we both laugh each time she snatches the ball.

"damn mattia." she says as she runs off with the ball.

"shutup marie." i say and chase after her.

"this is hopeless and i've got to get elle home, mattia we'll work on it on wednesdays session so you can leave. i'm disappointed, whatever is on your mind, address it." the coach says, snatching the cones from the ground.

elle looks down at the ground sheepishly, knowing i'm embarrassed.

"don't tell anyone about this." i lean down into her ear. "oh wait, you don't have anybody to tell." i chuckle and walk off.

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*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧tuesday

i scrunch up the paper in frustration after another wrong answer.

"mattia, not appropriate or necessary." mrs reid calls from the front of the room.

"do i give a fu-"

"enough! i'm calling your mother."  she says.

"no, please." i beg, the teacher ignores my desperateness and elle laughs from beside me as i throw my head into my hands.

"you don't even help me!" i complain.

"your attitude towards me is always hostile mattia, why would i? i'll suggest getting a tutor to your parents." she replies.

the bell rings and we all get up from our seats, elle the quickest as she exists the room.

"babe-" vic says.

"give me a minute." i kiss her forehead and run out of the room.

"elle!" i shout and she turns to me as i jog towards her. "want to go for food?" i offer.

"no thanks." she replies.

"elle you weren't in the cafeteria at lunch." i point out.

"i'm going to get food right now, by myself. i don't need you to be my friend." elle says.

"i never said you need me." i shake my head.

"i don't want you to be my friend. thanks, but you really don't need to look out for me." she says and starts to walk towards the exit.

"you're pushing everyone away. i don't get it." i call out to her but she continues to leave without turning around.

"baby, come on, forget about her." vic grabs my hand and i throw her a fake smile. i wish i could.

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*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧wednesday

"coach! where's elle?" i stop running and ask him. it's wednesday and soccer practice but elle isn't here, she was at school today.

"in a meeting with the principal, get running." he replies.

"what? why's she in a meeting? is she moving schools?" i ask.

"mattia, get running." the coach orders again and i follow his instructions.

we finish our laps and start a practice game but i keep losing the ball to daniel.

it's fucking annoying so i go to tackle him but trip him up completely.

"polibio no foul play! i see that again and you're off the pitch." coach shouts as i help daniel up.

elle definitely would've laughed seeing dan fall over. why hasn't her meeting ended already.

it must be serious.

"polibio shoot!" ale shouts as i look down seeing the ball hit my feet.

i panic and kick it hard but it goes completely over the goal.

everyone groans and i cringe but i hear one person laugh and i smile.

elle.