《love to die for | mattia polibio》t w e n t y s e v e n
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mattia and i sat on the bathroom floor in silence with our backs up against the tiled wall.
mattia held the test in his hands as we waited for the result to develop.
time was moving slower than ever, and the longer we waited, the more time i spent overthinking.
my anxiety and panic levels began to rise as the thoughts of what i would do if the test came back positive began creeping in.
would i even keep the baby? how would i tell anyone without people finding out what mattia and i had been doing?
i felt myself starting to become lightheaded when mattia picked up my hand and intertwined our fingers.
we both turned to look at each other.
'mattia i'm so fucking scared.' i whispered.
'i know, y/n,' he said, 'but no matter what happens, we have each other.'
i nodded, grasping his hand tighter.
he faced the pregnancy test away from us and put it down, edging closer to me and placing his warm hand on my face.
'breathe.'
i listened to him and breathed in and out, my heart rate gradually slowing down.
i stared into mattias eyes, finally starting to feel calm.
his eye line started moving down, stopping at my lips as he shifted his hand positioning with ease, focusing his grip on my jaw area.
less than seconds later, our lips were connected.
i closed my eyes and gave myself into the pleasures of mattia, the warm energy that he let off spreading into me, and softening my heart.
we detached a few moments later, the feeling of him still on me, and leaving my entire face tingling.
'better?' he smirked.
'better.' i smiled.
he squeezed my hand gently, our fingers still entangled.
'you ready?' he asked, nodding towards the white stick that laid on the floor across from us.
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'mhm' was the only response i could manage.
he reached over, wrapping his fingers around it and pulling it towards us, the results still faced away from us.
he held it in a fist, and exhaled loudly before turning it over.
a small, blue plus sign glared up at us.
we both stared for a minute or two, in shock, processing.
my eyes began welling up, quickly turning into streams of tears flowing down my face.
'that cant be right,' i sobbed, 'i cant be pregnant, mattia, we're gonna be in so much trouble.'
mattia pulled me into his lap, rubbing my back as i cried.
after crying for what felt like hours, i fell asleep in mattias arms, the thought of a human growing in my stomach never leaving my mind.
we really fucked up this time.
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