my brother's best friend

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mattia's pov

i noticed avina had finally fallen asleep after an hour of me trying to calm her cramps down. i sighed in relief and took the remote in my hands. i shut the tv off and cuddled up with her.

i smiled at the feeling of her in my arms. an unfamiliar feeling erupting in me. it's just a crush.

i closed my eyes and felt myself dozing off but then the loud noise of the front door opening and multiple people talking made my eyes shoot open once again.

"shit"

i quietly removed my arms from avina, making sure not to wake her, and quickly ran across her room, sitting on her fluffy vanity chair.

i took my phone out and pretended to scroll on instagram when the door to her room was harshly opened, revealing alejandro with kai behind him.

"what are you doing here?"

he asks in a suspicious tone, walking into the room. you might think that a whole month would've been enough for him to accept avina and i but cmon, it's alejandro bro.

"she wasn't feeling well and you weren't home so i came over to check up on her"

i shrugged, giving slight attitude. he stared at me for a couple of seconds before looking at avina.

"right. don't do anything bad"

he pointed at me as he walked towards her door. i rolled my eyes and brought my hands up in defense watching him walk out of the room. i sighed and waited a while till i heard the door to his room shut.

"finally. he seriously gets on my nerves"

avina yawned as she rubbed her eyes. i chuckled at her comment and stood up, walking towards her. she opened her arms and i instantly laid on top of her. her arms wrapping around my neck and ran her fingers through my hair. 

"you feeling better?"

i closed my eyes and relaxed as she massaged my head.

"yea, how are you feeling?"

i hummed as i left soft kisses on her bare stomach. i could already see the big smile on her pretty face.

"i feel amazing"

...

avina's pov

mattia left about an hour ago and i'm still bummed about that but at least my cramps are gone.

i kept the dirty plates in my hands and i trailed down the stairs. sounds of gunshots and shouting coming from the living room make me chuckle. either ale is playing video games or someone's getting murdered.

"stop shooting me you fucking dick!"

yep. ale's playing video games with his little girlfriends. i rolled my eyes and made my way into the kitchen, placing the dirty dishes in the sink.

"ale"

i called out to him but he stayed didn't respond. i sighed and turned around, calling his name a little louder.

"alejandro"

and once again, nothing but gunshots and shouting.

"alejandro rosario!"

"what!?"

"it's your turn to wash the dishes!"

"no! i washed them yesterday!"

"no the fuck you didn't!"

"yes the fuck i did!"

"no you- ugh whatever"

i calmed myself down and put a fake smile on my face. i took a deep breath and turned back around, turning the faucet on.

"i hope they kill him"

i whispered to myself, wanting to fucking lose it. i finished washing the dishes after about half an hour and cleaned my hands with a dry washcloth.

"you idiot! they fucking killed me"

pft loser.