《sturniolo imagines :)》You're beautiful~Matt
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"omg a pool party!" Nick said as a suggestion for what to do tomorrow.
"I really don't like pool parties." I said, scratching my neck.
But it was too late and they were planning what they were doing.
I was sleeping at their house today and it was late.
"Matt, can we go to sleep?" I whispered to him, since we were sitting in the living room with his brothers.
"Sure." He smiled at me and took my hand to go upstairs.
"Goodnight." Matt said to Nick and Chris.
"Yeah good night." I said.
They screamed goodnight at us and we went to his room.
I was already in my Pj's, because I live next to them and I just went there with my Pj's.
He went into the bathroom to get ready for bed and I just laid there. I was on my phone on tiktok.
He came from the bathroom and was very tired.
He laid down next to me and took my phone and turned it off. He cuddled next to me, putting his arm around my waist and his head inside the crook of my neck.
"Good night babe." He said in his sleepy voice, that gave me butterflies.
"hmh good night." I said, while closing my eyes and falling asleep.
*Next morning*
I woke up with Matt by my side. I couldn't stand up because his grip was too strong.
I tried to get my phone from his side, but he stopped me and woke up.
"God Y/n." He groaned, opening his eyes.
"Sorry." I smiled.
He took his hand off my body.
"Eyy." I said taking his arm.
"We need to stand up, because of the party."
"Oh ehm I'm not coming." I said and he furrowed his eyebrows.
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"Why?" He asked. I couldn't tell him that I'm insecure about my belly and my hip dips.
"I don't like pools."
"You can just stay there, no need to go into the pool." He said, touching my cheek.
"So I don't need to dress into a bikini?" I smiled.
"Wait, why don't you want to dress into a bikini?" He furrowed his eyebrows looking at me.
I groaned and rolled my eyes.
"I don't feel comfortable in them." I said.
"Stop Y/n." He sighed.
"What?" I asked him.
"You're beautiful."
I looked away.
,,Thanks." I said, not looking at him.
He touched my cheek so I could look at him.
"I'm not saying that because I'm your boyfriend, but you are so a beautiful babe. Please stop saying that you're ugly." I smiled at him and kissed him.(We're ignoring the morning breath
"You're coming." He said pulling away.
"Yeah whatever." I rolled my eyes and we stood up.
*At the party*
I got dressed. I had a black bikini and a white shirt with some black shorts.
I went there and there were so many people so I didn't even see Matt running up to me.
I stood next to the pool and he pushed me into it. As I came out of the water he was laughing and I glared at him.
"Matt you hurt me, help." I said stretching my arm out. He took my hand and I pulled him so he fell into the water. When he came out of the water he chased me and pushed me inside the water.
We were under water looking at each other and then he touched my cheek and kissed me. We both came out of the water breathing hard and laughing.
"You came." He said, smiling at me.
"I did." I smiled back.
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