"let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck.
"what are you talki...
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"Nyla Jay will you be my date to Homecoming?"
I turn around with wide eyes, the paper dropping out of my hand.
flowers and a sign. held by the person I convinced myself wasn't writing the letters.
"yes," I answer, in shock.
Mateo pulls me into a hug, wrapping his arms around me.
"I thought you were gonna say no" Mateo mumbles.
"I'm just in shock that's all," I tell him
"expected"
"four years?" I ask, we start swaying side to side while in a hug.
"long story. but everything I wrote was true. the thing about being jealous was a hidden message and also something to throw you off guard." he explains
"How did you do it?" I ask.
"I wrote the letters every night. I know calligraphy. I would give them to Owen and he would give them to Jax, his son. Jax would come early and put them into your locker. the personal hand-offs were people malik asked in his classes. and I got help from your friends and dad. but I may have had malik search for your playlists." he tells
"Not sure who I should be mad at. you for doing this so well and buying me things. my dad and friends for hiding this so well, or malik for actually listening to you." I chuckle.
"I know buying you things isn't the way to your heart. but I still want to spoil you. treat you like a queen." she says. his words making goosebumps rise on my skin and my heart flutter.
I look up at him. my hand going up to his hair.
"what?"
"you're such a softie." I tease. he rolls his eyes, blushing.
"I have questions," I say.
"ask."
"who's A.G?" I ask, it's been killing my mind.
"Andreas Giovanni. my middle names," he tells.
"What did you mean in the fifth letter?" I ask, pulling away to get the letter out my locker.
"might seem stalkerish, but I'm jealous that you got Mateo as a partner. I wish it was me. he makes you smile, and you being you, you're actually nice to him and talk to him. that's what I like about you. you talk to everyone, doesn't matter who they are. but I want to make you smile, do I make you smile? through letters? without talking to you?
if you were to find out who I was would you say yes to me? would you say yes if I told you the kind of guy I was? would you let me tell you everything, without running? would you?" I read out loud. "I know you said it was a hidden message, but could you just explain?"
"'do I make you smile?' 'without talking to you?' I don't talk half the time, and sometimes I wonder if your smiles are forced. just to be nice. 'if you were to find out who I was would you say yes to me? would you say yes if I told you the kind of guy I was? would you let me tell you everything, without running?" he looks at me, deep in my eyes.
