𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗪𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦, chapter nine
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madelina was absolutely completely fucked.
when the clueless girl woke up this morning with matthew sturniolo his arms wrapped around her waist, she realized the mistake she had made last night, and she had no idea how to fix any of it.
memories of the night prior came flooding back, and she occasionally slapped her hand over her mouth whenever the embarrassing sight of herself was relived in her mind. she turned her head to the side to find matt with his nose nuzzled against her upper arm, his hair messy, and his hand clutching her shirt, afraid of her leaving if he'd let go. he looked peaceful, and the corner of madelina's lips turned upwards.
she quickly shook the smile from her face when she realized what the fuck she was doing, and before she could try to unwrap matt his arms from her body, she felt him move against her side. her eyes widened before she quickly shut them as tight as possible, turning her head to the other side while her heartbeat quickened.
she felt him raise his head from her arm while he supported himself on his own hands- which by the way were placed around both sides of her body, so he was basically towering over her. she heard him mumble a small what the fuck, and made the horrible mistake of trying to take a sneak peek because oh my!
he looked extremely fucking attractive.
his messy hair fell in front of his face, his eyes were still a little droopy, his cheeks were pink and his mouth wore a sly smirk, initiating that he knew she was awake. of course he did, he could literally sense she was awake without even looking. she opened both her eyes, and she sighed.
"morning." he mumbled, the smirk never leaving his lips and both madelina's eyes widened comically. she didn't even bother a greeting back as she swallowed harshly, too occupied with the sight of the boy towering over her. her eyes glanced over his features, from his eyes to his cheekbones, from his cheekbones to his lips, and back to his eyes.
"you disgust me." were the first words that left her lips, and matt lifted himself up a little, his smirk forming into a smug grin.
"there she is." a dirty chuckle escaped his lips, and madelina felt her mind go blank. sure, she was not entirely blind, but jesus fuck- matt being this attractive was a whole new sight for her. he ran his hand through his hair and wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb- which sickened her even more.
how does one think he can act all smug and evil? how does one think it's possibly okay to look good literally a second after he woke up? how does matt sturniolo have the audacity to live?
"i want you dead," she mumbled, snuggling deeper into his blanket so she didn't have to suffer with looking at his stupid fucking face anymore.
"you sure have a big mouth compared to your actions," he shook his head, standing up from his bed. he pulled his shirt over his head, and madelina's insult died right on her tongue when she raised her head from the blanket. matt noticed this and this earned the girl some more deep chuckles. "okay lina." he mumbled, his voice still raspy. he quickly threw a clean shirt over his head, and all madelina could do was glare at him.
she honestly had no clue on what to say to him, and it killed her. she always had a quick insult in the back of her mind somewhere, but now it was just all a big blur.
"i have nothing to say to you," she eventually shrugged, and matt scoffed with a small grin, shaking his head while he watched her step out of his bed. "absolutely nothing."
she planted a small, obvious fake smile on her lips, and started making his bed. matt his nose scrunched up, and looked at her weirdly.
"what are you doing?"
"...making the bed, you fucking idiot?" she retorted, her faux smile immediately vanishing. she looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to say anything else, and when it was clear he wasn't, she sighed.
"you can go now," she gave him a tight-lipped smile, motioning for him to go with her hands. "bye."
he didn't move an inch, and madelina just sighed before continuing the cleaning. matt raised his head slightly as he watched her fold his clothes in pure amusement, and madelina whipped her head around when she heard him chuckle under his breath.
"what's so funny?"
"nothing." he immediately shut his mouth, and stood up a little straighter, as he unconsciously started to feel a little nervous and intimidated by her firm gaze. she squinted her eyes a little, and she dropped his folded clothes on his bed before stepping towards him. he took small steps backwards and eventually ended up with his back pressed against the wall.
"i know what you're doing, matt." was all she said, before wasting no time escaping to the bathroom to brush her teeth. he furrowed his eyebrows, and stayed still for a few seconds, processing her words. i know what you're doing? what did that mean?
even though deep down, the boy knew it was obviously about the unspoken occurrence yesterday.
madelina sighed softly to herself and pressed her hand against her forehead- both from her own stupidity and the headache she got from drinking too much.
she locked the bathroom behind her, and finally dared to look in the mirror, her face looked- clean? what the fuck? when did that happen?
she furrowed her eyebrows, and wiped her hands over her eyes, waiting for the mascara to smear. when it didn't, it only confused her more. she did not take it off last night. her memory after drinking is perfectly fine, so she couldn't have possibly forgotten if she took it off.
she just sighed again, and opened their cabinet, grabbing the spare toothbrush chris had bought for her since she spends most of her nights here anyway.
her mind started wandering back to last night again, and she shut her eyes in the hopes the image would disappear. she felt the embarrassment deep in her veins, and wanted to disappear through the fucking floor because? what the fuck?
she kissed matt fucking sturniolo and liked it? what is that bullshit?
"fuck," she mumbled with her toothbrush still in her mouth while she rubbed her eyes, and eventually spit her toothpaste out. "fuck." she repeated once again, before washing her mouth quickly.
she was honestly kind of nervous to exit the bathroom. she didn't know what to expect from matt, and seeing the encounter they had minutes ago, he found the whole situation rather amusing. she wanted to punch his stupid smirk right off his face.
she took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door- only to be pushed back by another body. the boy had clasped his hand around her mouth to prevent her from making any sound, and quickly locked the door behind them.
"what the fuck chris?" she whisper shouted, her heart beating very fast. "you ass!" she slapped his chest, and her eyes were wide.
"i needed to talk to you, i have been waiting in front of the door since you locked it." he whispered, and she scrunched up her nose.
"oh, no, that's not creepy at all-"
"i wasn't being creepy, you are creepy-"
"no you are creepy. creep."
"freak."
"cunt."
"matt kisser."
"musty- WHAT?" her eyebrows raised to the top of her head, and her throat went dry. she honestly hoped he wouldn't have brought it up at all- but who was she kidding? it was chris she was talking about, and as we all know chris never keeps his mouth shut.
"mady, you kissed my fucking brother-"
"i don't wanna talk about it-"
"and slept in the same bed as him-"
"what the fuck why are you-"
"and your bodies were painfully close-"
"okay? i was drunk-"
"drunk words and actions are sober thoughts, baby." he smirked, and madelina sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of her nose as she honestly had no clue what to say.
"talk even louder, will you?" she scolded him, and chris bit back a laugh.
"alright ma'am."
the two stayed quiet, maintaining eye contact for seconds, before madelina eventually ran a hand through her hair.
"i don't- uhm, i don't really know what to say." she mumbled sheepishly, and chris rested his hands on her shoulders before leaning down to her height.
"uhm i don't know, you could finally admit that you're in love with matt-?"
"but i'm not-"
"mady, come on." chris gave her a knowing look, but madelina was not going to break.
she was not in love with matt.
she hated him, and chris and his delusions were getting out of hand.
well, it was my own fault for kissing him but!
"i'm serious chris." she sighed, and chris stood up straighter, throwing his head back in annoyance. "i know that it sounds completely unbelievable right now, but i'm not lying."
chris looked at her blankly, his amusement now far gone. he had honestly hoped- although the fighting between his brother and best friend are amusing- the two had finally come to terms with their feelings.
"it was a mistake."
those words made chris his jaw drop, and he took a step forward.
"a mistake? how could you possibly kiss someone and not be at least a little attracted to them-?"
"you and i kissed, didn't we?" she was quick to argue. "are we in love? no."
"okay, but that was different-"
"different how?" she watched as chris struggled to come up with a good reasoning, and tilted her head a little. "our reason was because we wanted to be each other's first kiss, and the reason me and matt kissed was because-"
"you two are in love, yeah."
"because we were playing a game, chris! oh my god."
he stayed quiet for a moment before a boyish grin took over his lips. "you're not attracted to me?" he asked completely out of the blue, and she shook her head with a small smile, glad the boy changed the topic.
"no chris, you're very attractive, fucking dick." she rolled her eyes before continuing. "you need the validation so bad?"
"yes," he stated, but the cocky grin gave it all away. he knew he was attractive, of course he did.
"you're so silly, chris." she muttered with a smile, pushing past him to unlock the door.
"well, mady. if it makes you feel any better," he wrapped an arm around the girl's shoulder as he looked down at her. "you're a very pretty lady, and that kiss-" he made a sound that made madelina laugh out loud. "delicious." this made her laugh even harder, and she leaned into his side while they walked though the hallway.
"that's an insane thing to say, but thank you."
"no problemo, mamacita."
she pushed him off her with a small snort and he laughed loudly, obviously very amused by himself.
"horrible. i give it a zero."
"you're my ten anyways, so-"
"shut up- oh, hey nick."
"hey," he replied back in a monotone. his hair was messy and he looked almost dead. when chris and madelina just continued staring at him without saying another word, he shot them a weird look. "what."
"you look like shit." chris spurted out, and madelina slapped his chest.
"chris!"
"what? it's the truth?"
nick just sighed and rolled his eyes, not interested in their bullshit this early in the morning, and he just walked straight to the bathroom without glancing back.
"great," madelina scoffed. "now you made him mad. great fucking job, christopher."
"well, sorry for speaking my truth, madelina."
nick held back a snicker, before slamming the door. he wasn't actually mad, he was just feeling silly.
chris jumped, and madelina rolled her eyes before walking downstairs.
"what did i do?" chris called out, and sighed when he didn't get an answer before following after her with a shrug. "he looked dead."
ISABELLA!
silly chap !!!!! sorry for the lack of matt :// he'll make a return #trust
chris & lina being each others first kiss is so silly of me 😂😂 wonder where that will take us 🤔
edit: THEY ARE NOT GETTING INTO A RELATIONSHIP GUYS SHE WONT WHORE AROUND THIS TIME 🎉🎉🎉🎉 i promise chris and mady are strictly bffs
i didn't check for spelling mistakes
i don't really have anything else to say LMFAOOOO