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Music keeps me alive chapter IV is outttt. this one is a bit sad, but I love to cry. Maybe next one might be the last part...

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Music keeps me alive. M.S. Chapter IV

sumerry: y/n's father passed away, and she moved to Boston to finish school. She always keeps her headphones on, only she knows the reason why. What happens when she meets Matt?

Chapter I - Chapter II - Chapter III

Y/n Pov:

I was never a big fan of parties, especially when I didn't know anyone, but being next to Matt always calmed me down a bit. After the thing with Emily, everything felt weird and uncomfortable, but the guys quickly noticed it on my face and made me feel at ease again.

“Honey, I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back,” I told Matt, who kissed me on the forehead and let go of my hand so I could go. It didn't take long, or well, a little bit. I just did my business and touched up my makeup a bit, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to go back out. The party wasn’t bad, and getting to know the guys' friends better is great, it's just that I was tired and I've never been one to go to these parties, but if Matt liked it and it made him happy, obviously I was going to go with him.

As I walked in, I was met with a crowd of sweaty bodies dancing together, which made me a little uncomfortable. But when I found Nick talking to Chris, everything else faded away. Reaching the circle where everyone was chatting, I saw him. Matt was wrapping his arm around Emily's waist, just like he used to with me. He must have made a mistake. But how could he not realize it wasn't me? Maybe he'd just had too much to drink... But Matt doesn't drink much. I was approaching them when I saw Emily grab his jaw and kiss him. He didn't pull away, he kissed her back. How? Why? Didn't anyone notice that I wasn't the one with Matt?

Without realizing it, my eyes had filled with tears and some rolled down my cheeks. My breath caught in my throat. My heart ached. Those few seconds of their kiss felt like years to me. I felt invisible, until Matt heard a sob coming from me and turned around. That's when he realized that the girl he was kissing wasn't his girlfriend, it was Emily.

I was in shock, my world was falling apart, again. "What? Y/n?" I heard Matt say, looking completely confused. I had trusted him, I had told him things about myself that I never thought I would tell anyone else. I couldn't think of anything else, I wanted to get out of there, away from everything, from everyone, lock myself in my room and never come out. So I did, I turned around and started running through the crowd, while I heard Matt shouting for me to stop as he ran after me.

"Y/n! Wait!" Matt repeated, his voice desperate. I had managed to get out of the house, but hearing him cry made me unable to contain my pain and I turned around, this time stopping. "Y/n, I- I didn't- I didn't realize that... that it wasn't you. I had too much to drink and when she..." Matt started to speak, trying to explain what happened, but I couldn't take anymore pain, so much betrayal, so much everything. "No, Matt!" I tried to interrupt him, but I couldn't. He had come very close and grabbed my arms tightly, afraid I would leave. "I thought you had already come back and..." "Matt! Stop!" I yelled, now desperate because I couldn't escape. Matt stood still, slowly raising his gaze that was fixed on the floor to meet mine. My tears were now falling uncontrollably, despite my enormous effort to stop them. "Matt, let go of me," I said, now in a softer, lower tone. But he didn't let go. "I don't want you to leave Y/n. Please," Matt started begging me not to leave, which hurt me even more, but I had to stay strong and respect myself. "No, Matt. Now let me go," I said again in the same tone. "No, no, no, please don't go, I need you," Matt said as he began to kneel in front of me. He was crying uncontrollably, begging me please not to leave, grabbing my legs. "Matt let go of me!" I shouted and my voice cracked.

Hearing my voice crack, Matt let go of me. I quickly ran away from there, not wanting to hear anything else from anyone. I didn't know where I was going or how long I was going to walk, all I knew was that at that moment I needed my dad. He had always been there for me in the best and worst of times, always trying to make me feel better. Even though sometimes I didn't quite understand what he was saying, he always found a way to see the good in the situation, or a way to make me feel good, no matter how bad the situation was. For example, when my cat Sherlock died, he made sure to be there for me the whole month, giving me gifts, affection, making me laugh, despite the fact that I wanted to cry, among many other things that I had never realized I needed until he was gone.

And that left a huge void in me, a pain in my chest, a sadness and a need for him to come back, not at 2 in the morning at my lowest point of mental breakdown, but when I was laughing with my cousins while playing at the last family dinner all together.

I didn't need the music. When I said it kept me alive, it was a lie, what kept me alive was the memory of my dad. The countless nights I spent sleeping in his arms while listening to his favorite records, the road trips singing at the top of our lungs while mom laughed at how much we were alike, that's what kept me alive.

After an hour of walking in the middle of a neighborhood I didn't know, I decided to order an Uber home. The ride was quick, I got home and opened the door, still in costume. "Hi honey! How-" My mom started talking until she looked into my eyes. "What happened to you? Are you okay?" She started asking me a million questions, but I wasn't really listening. I couldn't feel anything but pain. Why does something bad always have to happen when I'm having a good time? It broke my heart to see myself so vulnerable in front of my mom, not knowing what else to do but wanting to run away from everything, like we had done when Dad died. My mom understood that I wasn't going to talk now so she hugged me. She knew I needed my father there, and maybe that wasn't something he would have done, but now he wasn't there and she had to find a way to make me feel a little better. I was crying uncontrollably, and my mom's hug made me cry more, but it helped me, because I felt more comfortable expressing my feelings, I felt accompanied, I felt at home. After a while hugging, my mom helped me go to bed and lay down next to me. Maybe I'll never say it, but I was very grateful to her.

That night, I could sleep very little, so my mom let me sleep a couple more hours and then try to talk about what happened yesterday. When I woke up, I stretched and grabbed my phone. There were thousands of messages and missed calls from Matt, but I couldn't even start looking at them when my eyes started to fill with tears again. I decided that maybe I wouldn't want to see my phone for a few days, so I just turned it off and got out of bed. My mom was making breakfast, like every day. "Good morning, my love. How are you feeling?" she asked. How do I feel? It was my time to speak, to explain everything that had happened, to talk about everything that has been happening to me lately since Dad died, to talk about my desire to leave, to talk. But who cares? If I have a problem, the problem is mine and I have to solve it myself, if I talk to someone I'm sure I'll bother them, I can't talk. If I talk, I cry. Why can't I explain what I feel like everyone else?

I simply swallowed my urge to cry and nodded. I sat down for breakfast and just sat there, staring at the plate of food in front of me. "Y/n, please," Mom said without explanation. I started eating. When I finished, I went upstairs to go back to sleep. I had nothing else to do. When I got up, I would just stare at the ceiling, not knowing what to do. Read? I couldn't form a complete sentence in my mind. Listen to music? I can't even hear my own thoughts. Talk to someone? I cry.

The moments from last night replayed over and over in my mind. The turn the night took, before we went out we were all doing great, happy, and at the end we didn't even leave the party together. I wonder what Matt is thinking, what he's doing. Is he thinking about me? Why would he think about me now if he didn't think about me before kissing Emily? God. I need to sleep and never wake up again.

The emptiness inside me grew bigger and bigger. I don't know if I'll ever trust anyone again. I feel broken and alone, as if the world around me is falling apart and there's nothing I can do but watch it crumble. I don't understand why he would want to make me believe he was in love with me and that he loved me only to break my heart. A big part of me wanted to talk to him and tell him what a jerk he is, the other part wanted to believe that it was an accident and that there's still hope.

The following days were the same, I only left my room to eat or go to the bathroom, I missed a whole week of school, I left my phone off, in short, I disappeared for everyone except my mom. She understood that I didn't want to go to school now because I didn't want to see Matt's face, but she refused when I asked if we could move because if I did anything here it reminded me of him, and that hurt me a lot. "No, honey, we're not moving again." I was crying again, begging her to leave. "Mom, please!" I said in my broken voice, full of pain. My mom's heart broke seeing me like that, but she couldn't take a step back again. "Honey, listen, when your father... passed away, I couldn't go back home because I was afraid of having to start over without him. He was the engine of my life." Her eyes began to fill with tears, she paused to catch her breath and spoke again, "That's why we moved, because I couldn't go back home and see all his things. But now that some time has passed, I could think about it better and I think maybe it wasn't the best thing on my part, because with that I taught you that if something bothers you you have to run away from it, and no, you have to talk. I barely knew Matt, but he seems like a good guy, and it shows that he really loves you and would never do anything to make you feel bad." She finished and I saw a tear fall and roll down her face. "Mom..." I said in a weak voice. "Honey, talk to him." "I... I can't," and with that I ran to my room and locked myself in again.

When the weekend arrived, I found myself out of my room, in the living room, listening to music again after so many days. As the first song was about to start, I heard the doorbell ring. Who was it? I wondered. Honestly, I didn't want to see anyone, especially at that moment, because I had red and swollen eyes, my hair in a messy bun, a big t-shirt and shorts.

But I didn't think about it much either, so I quickly got up from the couch and walked to the door. The doorbell rang again, it seemed like the person behind the door was desperate. "I'm coming!" I said, a little annoyed by the impatience. I opened the door and there was Nick, who looked very worried, and as if he had been crying, but little compared to what I had cried. "Y/n, I need help," Nick said. I knew this was serious, because he went straight to the point, without greeting or anything. Before I could ask, Nick explained what was happening: "Matt... he's not eating, he's not talking, he won't leave the room, Y/n please, we've tried everything, but-" I interrupted him, "Wait, wait, what happened to him?" I couldn't believe it, Matt was bad, very bad. Could it be because of...? "When you ran out that night, we went after Matt and found him crying on the floor. We took him home, we tried to talk to him, but he doesn't answer, he just locked himself in the room and won't come out. I'm afraid he's going to do something bad. I'm scared, Y/n."

I knew what happened between us had affected him, but hearing it from Nick? This is terrible. Nick is never afraid of anything. I knew I had to do something to help his brother, as much as it hurt me, Nick and his brothers were still my friends and seeing him so devastated broke my heart.

I tried to calm him down a bit, we spent some time together, but my mind was fixed on Matt, I had to help him. So when Nick left, I turned on my phone, after a few days off. And there were millions of messages from Matt, of all kinds, but they all ended with an 'I love you, I'm sorry'. I can't deny that my heart didn't break as I read the messages.

I couldn't wait any longer, there was no more time, I changed into a more comfortable outfit, greeted my mom and left the house, to head towards the triplets' house.

a/n: I cried writing this chapter. What happens when she goes to their house? I can't wait

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Music keeps me alive. Chapter III is out!!

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Music keeps me alive. M.S. Chapter III

summery: y/n's father passed away, and she moved to Boston to finish school. She always keeps her headphones on, only she knows the reason why. What happens when she meets Matt?

Chapter I - Chapter II

The following days were pure bliss for Y/n. Nick, Matt, Chris, Anna, and Y/n had been hanging out together almost nonstop; they had become really good friends. They went to the Sturniolos' house almost every day under the guise of "finishing the project" but ended up playing board games until 2 a.m. or watching horror movies together on the couch. Whenever their hangout ended late, Matt would drive Y/n back to her house so she wouldn't have to walk alone in the neighborhood.

On Friday, without fail, the five of them gathered at the house and played various games, watched a few movies, chatted about life, filled Y/n in on the school gossip, cooked, and a whole lot more. As usual, it got very late and everyone started to get sleepy, so Anna decided to stay the night there, while Y/n wanted to go back home so as not to disturb the triplets' family.

She and Matt got into the car and, before pulling out, Matt took a deep breath to calm his nerves and finally spoke, "Hey, I heard there's going to be a music showcase downtown tomorrow, and I thought maybe you'd want to go..." he said shyly. Y/n met his gaze and smiled excitedly. Her expression was soft and radiant, her cheeks slightly flushed at Matt's suggestion. "Uh, yeah, sure, I'd love to. But..." Y/n started to think about whether or not to ask if they were going alone. The idea of having a 'date' with Matt was totally out of a dream; he was everything she wanted, kind, funny, tall, attentive, among many other things. "Yeah?" Matt asked. He knew what she was thinking, so he took a chance and said, "I was thinking just us... alone." Y/n was surprised he said it, even though it was to be expected. "That would be great," she said smiling.

When she got home, Y/n greeted Matt and went inside. As expected, her mom wasn't home. She went upstairs, still unable to process what had just happened. She and Matt were going on a date. Or maybe it wasn't a date, and it was more like a hangout as friends. Surely, he wasn't interested in her. There were so many pretty girls who would die to be with him, why would he want to be with me? It's just a trip to a music showcase, anyone could invite their friend there. But he asked her to go because he thought 'maybe you'd like it'. Boys are impossible. Is he trying to hit on her or does he just want to be friends?

Surely, he just wants to be friends. Right?

Y/n kept thinking and thinking about Matt, about what they were going to do tomorrow, what she was going to wear, how she should act, blah, blah, blah. Without realizing it, she fell asleep in bed in the clothes she wore to school, but who cares? Tomorrow is Saturday.

The next day, Y/n woke up super early, excited just at the thought of hanging out with Matt, and just the two of them. She sat up in bed, grabbed her phone and headphones, ready to start her usual routine, until a notification on her phone caught her eye:

Unknown Number:

- Heyy Y/n, I’m Matt. Nick gave me your number.

Her heart began to beat faster, and her whole body felt filled with butterflies. She was in love, and she knew it.

- Heyy!

- I’ll pass by 7pm tomorrow.

- Alright.

"Perfect, now I just have to get through the day. Like always, it won't be difficult..." A few minutes later, she realized that she was only going to be thinking about her date with Matt all day, and it was going to be impossible to focus on anything else, so she decided to figure out what she was going to wear after breakfast.

She went downstairs and into the kitchen. "Hi, sweetie, how are you... Oh, I can see you're very happy." Her mom said as she set the table for breakfast. She noticed that Y/n was biting her lower lip to suppress a smile, which was impossible and failed completely. "You see, I made some new friends, Nick, Chris, Anna, and Matt..." Her cheeks were flushed, and her smile grew bigger and bigger. "Uh-huh," her mom said, encouraging her to continue. "Well, Matt invited me to a music showcase tonight." Her mom's eyes widened even more than they already were. She started screaming and jumping up and down with excitement. She was going to have her first date. "I can't believe it!" she yelled as she ran to hug her tightly. "Okay, okay..." Y/n said as she tried to get her mom off of her. "Mom, okay." Her mom pulled back a little, embarrassed. She was happy for her daughter. "I'm sorry, I got carried away," she said with a small laugh.

It was 6 pm and Y/n began to get ready for her date. She changed into the outfit she had been thinking about all day, did her hair, put on a little makeup, perfume, and everything else she needed to do to go out. She finished getting ready just before Matt texted her saying he was already on his way to her house to pick her up and go to the exhibition together.

When he arrived, Y/n quickly looked in the mirror to make sure everything was in place and rushed downstairs. "Bye Mom," she said before opening the door to find Matt standing there. "Wow, you look... beautiful," he said, his eyes traveling all over her body until they met hers. "Thank you, you look great too," Y/n confessed.

They both got into the car and headed downtown, which was super crowded. There were several stages with many well-known artists, and other people imitating great artists. Y/n was completely amazed, thrilled to finally be able to go to this place that her dad had talked about so much. He used to say it was one of his favorite places, where people were there just to listen to music and share it with loved ones. Her eyes started to fill with tears of happiness as her smile grew wider. Matt noticed this and asked curiously, "Everything okay? Do you like this?" to which Y/n nodded. It was just as her dad had described it, full of lights and colors, where sound was more than words and was a feeling, where all evils vanished and only the magic of music remained, where life found its meaning. They both enjoyed themselves for hours and hours, going to different concerts, listening to different artists and different styles of music, until there was no one left but the organizers of the event and the cleaning crew.

Neither of them wanted the night to end, so when they got in the car, they both decided to change their route to their respective homes and went to the beach to share their opinions about the concert and to get to know each other better. Sitting by the seashore, enjoying the gentle breeze, they talked. "Thank you so much for inviting me, I really enjoyed it," Y/n said. "Yeah, me too. I'm glad I could share it with you..." they both looked into each other's eyes and smiled. "Hey... I've had a question for a long time..." Matt confessed. "Tell me," she said. "Do you have any reason why you listen to music all the time?" Y/n froze. No one had ever asked her that before. She also didn't know if she had a clear answer, but she was surprised that he had noticed. She thought about whether or not to tell him the truth about why she did it. Maybe it wasn't that important, but she decided to. "I... My father, he used to say that music kept him alive. That it was the only thing that relaxed him, that took him to a world of peace in the heart of chaos. That love was expressed better in songs than in letters. That music accompanies you from birth to death. And he used to show me his collections, his albums, his favorite songs, or he would also tell me about the events he went to when he was a teenager, and he would tell them like magical stories, explaining every little detail of them. That's why going there today was like fulfilling one of my childhood dreams." They both sat in silence, Matt was completely amazed by her answer. "It's so nice that you can share the same passion for something with your loved ones."

And so they continued chatting for hours until they decided it was time to go home.

After that night, Matt and Y/n had been dating for several weeks until they decided to make it official:

Y/n and Matt were sitting on the sand by the sea, just like on their first date, talking about everything and nothing at all, enjoying each other's company, and every now and then the silence of the wind with the sound of the waves crashing.

"Hey, Y/n, I've wanted to... ask you for a long time..." The words got stuck in his throat as his hands started to sweat uncontrollably. But he had to do it. He loved her and finally wanted to take the next step, a relationship. She stopped looking at the sea to pay more attention to what he was going to say. The world seemed to slow down every time their eyes met. The voice in her head was demanding that she tell him how she felt and finally confess. "I... uh, maybe..." He took a deep breath before continuing, "Can I be your boyfriend?" he asked, playing with the ring on his pinky finger, trying to drain a little anxiety. The sparkle in her eyes grew stronger and the smile on her face bigger, her heart was beating rapidly and her mind was busy thinking how lucky she was. "Matt, I definitely want to," she said, resting her hands on her face and closing the small space between them. In their kiss, time stood still, and the world faded away in a sigh. Their souls merged, intertwined, in an eternal, pure, and lily-white embrace. They both enjoyed the sweet taste that melted on their tongues, like the most exquisite chocolate. The kiss ignited the fire of passion between them, calmed the storm of the soul and whispered promises of eternity. They both felt their hearts beating in unison, like a single melody. Their first kiss.

When they pulled away, they both looked into each other's eyes, an ocean of emotions reflected in their pupils, each wave a new feeling to discover. Their eyes were like windows that opened onto a dream world, where only the two of them fit. Their gazes crossed like two stars in the night, shining with their own light. The moment was magical, every second of it was taken from a princess's dream.

A few weeks later...

"Honey, did you see that Tara is going to have a costume party?" Matt asked Y/n, who was sitting next to him looking at her phone. "That's fun! What are you going to dress up as?" she asked innocently, thinking that only he had been invited. "I don't know, what do you think if we do a couple's costume?" Matt asked. This took her by surprise, but she loved the idea of going as a pair; it was a simple detail that meant everything to her. The idea of going to a party with Matt together and showing everyone that they were a couple was an idea she loved but also terrified her at the same time. "Really?" she asked excitedly, standing up and jumping up and down. Matt smiled at her reaction and quickly replied, "Yeah, we could go as Batman and Catwoman," he suggested. "Yes!! I love the idea! I'm going to look for a leather suit and a black mask right now," Y/n said, then ran to her room, grabbed her laptop and returned to the living room.

Matt was completely happy with her reaction; he didn't know she would like this so much. Together they started looking for images of the characters to recreate them and see what they had and what they didn't to see what they should buy. Happiness overflowed from Y/n, she had never done this kind of couple thing before, but she always dreamed of them when she saw them in her romance novels. They spent hours searching and thinking about what they were going to look like. On the day of the party, Y/n took her things to change into her costume at Matt's house to change together and help Matt with his makeup. After Matt changed and Y/n finished straightening her hair, Matt asked her if she could help him.

"Baby, can you do my makeup like this?" Matt asked Y/n with puppy eyes, asking for help. She nodded and reached into her backpack to get her makeup. "Sit there," Y/n ordered him. He quickly sat down next to the bathtub, ready to start being painted. Y/n approached him, grabbed his jaw with her hand to hold him still, and ran her brush with paint over his eyes. Matt closed his eyes every time her brush got close to his face and opened them whenever he felt the loss of contact. It was such an intimate moment between them, both in silence, feeling the other's breath close to the face, their eyes meeting at each break. Suddenly, Y/n stood up straight and placed her hand that was holding Matt’s jaw, on her lower back, complaining a little about the pain that being bent over caused her. “Sweetheart, come here” Matt said tapping his lap, inviting her to sit down there to be more comfortable.

Without thinking twice, Y/n sat and started painting him again, this time with more precision because she was nearer. “And… That’s it” Y/n said while Matt started opening his eyes to meet with his girlfriend’ face a couple of inches from his. “Thanks pretty” Matt said and began to slowly get closer until he connected his lips with hers into a little kiss, which quickly changed into a heated make out session. “Alright lovebirds, you should finish getting ready” Nick said interrupting their little moment. They both laughed and Y/n stood up and went to grab her clothes to change.

Y/n came back, already changed, to the room where Matt was. He saw her costume, how the black leather suit made her curves stand out, her straight and silky hair as beautiful as always, her exposed legs, her soft and radiant skin, she was beautiful, and she knew it. “How do I look?” Y/n asked. Matt didn't answer, he just kept admiring her with his mouth open. Y/n laughed and walked towards Matt's bed, only to whisper in his ear, “Shall we go? My beautiful, muscular and sexy Batman.” Matt nodded, got up from the bed and wrapped his arm around Y/n's waist. They both went downstairs where Chris, Nick and Anna were waiting for them. “Oh, you two look so cute together,” Anna said. “Finally,” Chris complained, getting up from the armchair to leave. Everyone laughed and followed him to the car.

As soon as they arrived, everyone started greeting their friends, while Y/n greeted people, staying close to Matt. And so it was all night, close to him and his friends. Everything was going well, everyone was having a good time, enjoying the music, until Y/n saw her, 'Emily', the most hated girl by the girls in the whole school, dressed just like her. Matt noticed that she was scared, so he followed her gaze until he realized why. Emily also noticed her and started walking angrily towards Y/n. “So, you want to copy me, huh, newbie?” she said in an aggressive tone, clearly angry about sharing the same costume. “I- uh I didn't mean to- I didn't know you were going to wear the same thing, I- I'm sorry.” Y/n said fearfully. Matt's grip on her waist tightened. “Don't mess with her, she's telling the truth,” he said, trying to protect her. “Oh, here comes the boyfriend, are you dressed as a couple? How cute,” Emily said, pretending to vomit. Matt simply took Y/n to another place at the party so that Emily would stop bothering her.

Hours passed, everyone drank, danced, and more. Y/n decided to go to the bathroom, so she told Matt and disappeared into the crowd. It took a little longer than usual because she was retouching her red lipstick that had smudged or run. Going back to where her friends were, Y/n stopped, completely shocked. Matt was talking to some friends while his arm was resting on Emily's waist, just like he did with her.

She rubbed her eyes hard to make sure what she was seeing was real, and when she opened them again, Emily grabbed Matt's jaw and kissed him. It's impossible. How? The air that kept her alive got stuck in her throat. Her eyes filled with tears. Her heart broke into a thousand pieces. She was sad, disappointed, but most of all she felt betrayed. When Matt pulled away, his eyes met Y/n's, who was motionless. “What? Y/n?” Matt asked confused. He had had quite a bit to drink, so he might have been mistaken, Y/n thought, trying not to blame him, but her whole body was against her. She trusted him, she told him things she had never told anyone before, he was her first at everything, and this was what she got in return.

“Y/n! Wait!” Matt started shouting and running after her as he watched her run through the sweaty bodies, looking for the exit.

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Hard - Matt Sturniolo

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Paring: switch! Matt x gf! Reader

Contains/warnings: alcohol, drunk kissing, making out, masturbation, hand job, edging, teasing.

Summary: You and your boyfriend get drunk at a party and he gets needy when you guys get home…

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Matt was always the dominant one in the relationship, especially in bed. He was always the one to manhandle you, to edge you, to overstimulate you, all sorts of things. It has never been the other way around. Until tonight...

You and Matt had gone to one of his friends' parties. You guys danced and drank all night. Since Matt knew he was going to drink he decided for you guys to take an Uber instead of driving. Which is responsible and also good because it means he can leave without his brothers and go to your place afterwards.

You guys are currently in the back of an Uber on your way home, making out very sloppily tasting the alcohol in each other's mouths.

Breaking the kiss for a moment, Matt's hand cups your cheek, his thumb wiping away a trace of lipstick on your lips. His voice slurred but filled with lust “God, you're so fucking sexy, baby.”

The car comes to a stop. “We’re here.” The Uber driver says side eyeing you guys as you make out.

Matt takes out his wallet and pays the driver.

You guys quickly get out of the car and walk towards the door of your house, stumbling a bit because of how drunk you are.

With a smirk, Matt helps you steady yourself as you stumble towards the door. Slurring his words as he fumbles for the keys to your house “Shit, I think we had a little too much to drink.” He says letting out a low chuckle as you stumble against him. “God, I love when you're drunk.” He manages to open the door, and pulls you inside, pressing his lips against yours once more. “You taste like fucking tequila.”

You laugh softly. “I think that’s you.” You slur out as you lean in and kiss him again. After a few seconds you pull out and start going to your room.

As you both stumble towards your room, Matt's hands are all over you, groping your ass, squeezing your sides, anything he can reach. And of course he couldn’t help sneaking in a few kisses along the way. He kicks open the door to your room and pulls you inside, slamming the door shut behind you.

You pull Matt into a kiss while walking to your bed. You both lay down and continue to make out.

He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as you lay on the bed. His kisses are sloppy and drunken, but filled with so much love and need.

You guys keep making out for a few minutes. Getting sloppier and needier. But Matt definitely got a lot more needier, you were so lost in the kiss you didn’t notice when he pulled out his dick and started stroking it.

With a mischievous grin, Matt pulls away from your lips and looks at you with heavy-lidded eyes. “Shit, I’m so hard for you right now.” He says as he strokes himself. “I couldn’t help it.” He says as he moans and whimpers. His strokes are going faster.

You look at him stroking himself, he looks so hot. “Fuck Matt.” You whisper and lean in to kiss his neck. You keep kissing and leaving hickeys on his neck. Your hand moves to Matt’s hand and slowly takes it off his dick and replaces it with yours.

“Oh, fuck yeah.” He groans as you wrap your hand around his hard cock, letting you take control. He leans back on the bed with a pleased sigh. "Don't stop."

You keep stroking, each stroke going faster. Your other hand moves and starts playing his balls.

"Shit, your hands feel so good." He moans, his head tossing back and forth on the pillow. "Don't stop, please don't stop." He begs, his hips moving up to meet your strokes. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum so hard."

“Yeah? You’re close?” You ask with a smirk.

"Oh yeah, I'm so fucking close." He pants heavily, his hips thrusting faster. "Please don't stop, please make me cum." He begs you.

But as soon as he’s about to cum you pull your hands away.

"What the fuck?! Why did you stop?" He says in a needy, almost whiny voice. He raises his hips, looking for your hand again. "Please, don't stop, please make me cum."

“Shhh you gotta be patient.” You say with teasing and lean to kiss him.

He lets out a frustrated whimper as you kiss him, his hands gripping the sheets tightly. He tries to pull your hands back to his dick, but you hold them firm. "Fuck, please," he begs between kisses. "I need to cum so bad."

Your kisses move down to his neck as your fingers tease his tip.

He lets out a loud groan as your lips move down to his neck, sucking and biting gently. "Yes, just like that." he whispers as your fingers tease his sensitive tip.

“You like that?” Your fingers move down to play with his balls.

"Oh fuck yes!" He moans as your fingers play with his balls. His hips buck up and down, trying to get some sort of friction on his dick. His body is covered in a sheen of sweat and his breaths come in ragged gasps.

Your hand finally moves to stroke his dick but they are really slow strokes.

His eyes roll back in his head as your hand finally starts stroking his dick, but the slow pace is torture. He whines and complains, trying to speed up your hand, but you just keep the slow, teasing strokes going. "Please, faster," he begs, his voice strained with need.

You chuckle slightly at his whine and move your hand faster. With your free hand you start rubbing his tip. "Fuck, yes!" Matt moans as your hand speeds up and you start to rub his tip. His body tenses up, muscles clenching as he gets closer and closer to climax.

“Are you close?” You ask speeding up.

"Y-yes, I'm so close! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He cries out, his voice loud and desperate. His dick pulses in your hand as he’s about to cum. But you pull away.

He groans in frustration as you pull away, his orgasm just out of reach. "What the fuck?! Why did you stop?!" He pants, looking at you with a mix of frustration and need. "Please, let me cum! I can't take it anymore!"

You chuckle at his reaction and lean in to kiss him. Leaving his dick now turning red with a bit of purple with need.

"Oh fuck, don't tease me like this," He moans against your lips, his hips thrusting up and down in a hopeless attempt to find some relief. “please! Just let me cum!” He begs, his voice cracking with desperation. His dick is now a deep shade of purple and throbbing with need, precum dripping steadily from the tip.

You stop kissing him and your hand wraps around his dick tightly but not moving.

He gasps as you tighten your grip around his dick, the pressure almost too much to bear. "Oh fuck, that's... that's so tight," he groans. His body is flushed and his breath comes in short, desperate pants. He's never been so horny, never so desperate. He bites his lip and whines softly, squirming under your hand.

Your other hand starts rubbing his tip really fast, while your other hand stays still around his length.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck! Fuck!" He cries out, his hips bucking up and down at a frantic pace as he tries to rub his tip against your hand the way he wants to. He's so horny, so desperate for release, and your teasing is driving him wild.

“You like that?” You ask.

"Yes, fuck yes, I love it!" He gasps, his voice filled with pure need and pleasure. "Please, don't stop! I'm so close!" He begs, his body trembling as he tries to find that elusive release.

Your hand around his dick finally starts moving. It stokes him up and down very fast.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! I'm cumming!" He screams, his hips bucking furiously up and down as he unloads with an intense orgasm, pumping his load all over your hand as he trembles with pleasure. His body twitches as he's cums, his cock erupting in a massive, uncontrollable orgasm. Thick ropes of cum shoot out of his tip, coating your hand and arm in his release He moans as he finishes cumming, his body still shaking with the intensity of his orgasm. He's completely spent and flushed with a deep sensation of satisfaction. He look up at you with a lazy but satisfied grin, his eyes shining with happiness. "That was amazing..."

With a smirk you lean in and kiss him.

He melts into the kiss, his lips soft and warm against yours. He's still catching his breath from his orgasm, but he wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he kisses you deeply, his heart still racing from the intensity of his release. He pulls back. “We should get drunk more often,” he says and laughs softly.

“Yeah, we should.” You giggle and then bring your hand to your mouth to lick all his cum.

He watches with wide eyes, his gaze glued to your hand as you lick and suck his cum off of it, his breath catching as he sees the pleasure on your face. “Fuck...” he utters softly.

He reaches out and gently pushes your head back down, encouraging you to continue cleaning his cum off your hand. He can't believe how fucking hot this is, and he loves seeing you enjoy it just as much as he is. "Keep going, baby...lick it all off..."

You lick and suck your fingers clean as you maintain eye contact with him.

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hey!! Just wanted to tell yall that "music keeps me alive chapter 3" may be a bit delayed.

Yesterday, I received bad news, and I'm trying not to let it affect me so much, but it's a bit difficult.

I am really sorry, but I will try to upload it tomorrow!

have a good day. Love, yall:))

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Music keeps me alive. M.S. Chapter II

summery: y/n's father passed away, and she moved to Boston to finish school. She always keeps her headphones on, only she knows the reason why. What happens when she meets Matt?

Chapter I - Chapter III

As she arrived home, her mind couldn't stop thinking about how lucky she was to have met such kind people as Nick and Anna. She had only spoken to them for a short time, yes, but the fact that they had taken the initiative to approach her when she was alone and had continued the conversation until there was no more time was an act that would undoubtedly remain etched in her memory.

Her mother wasn't home yet, as her new job started at the same time y/n got out of school. Because of that, y/n walked to the kitchen, grabbed a piece of fruit, and returned to the living room. Without hesitation, she grabbed the TV remote, searched for Spotify, and played her favorite playlist. It was moments like these that she loved to enjoy some jazz while doing homework, reading a book, or simply enjoying some alone time to think.

The windows were shut, all the lights in the house were off, the only light visible was that coming from the fireplace in front of the armchair. The atmosphere was warm and inviting, the vibrations of the music filling her ears. Everything was perfect... well, almost everything. Y/n had always loved being alone, since she never had anyone to show her the beauty of the moment, or anyone to share it with. Why has this changed now? Should it change? It wasn't necessary, she'd always enjoyed being like this. Y/n thought as the hours ticked by.

After a long time of pondering, Y/n realized it was quite late, so she decided to skip dinner and go straight to sleep. She went to her bed, after putting on her pajamas, and closed her eyes to drift off into a long, deep sleep.

The next morning, Y/n got up as usual, got dressed, ate breakfast, packed her backpack, and got ready for school. "You look very happy, honey. It's so nice that you're enjoying going back to school," her mother said. " Thanks, Mom, Nick and Anna seem like really good people and I'm so glad I met them," Y/n smiled. Her mother returned the smile and hugged her tightly. They said goodbye and Y/n started her journey to school.

On the way, thinking to herself and listening to music, she realized her mother was right. She felt happier herself the day she came back from her first day of school. But this had just started, and it was too early to say that she already liked going as much as when she was little, but you never know.

While swapping a few things in her locker and backpack, Y/n felt someone tap her shoulder. She turned around and quickly noticed Nick and Anna standing beside her, and a little further back were Matt and Chris. Y/n took out her headphones and let them hang around her neck. "Good morning, ready for your second day?" Nick asked with his usual kind and welcoming smile. Y/n simply nodded, closed her locker, and started a conversation with the four kids beside her, about some rather irrelevant topic.

Whenever Y/n spoke, she felt everyone's eyes on her, but Matt's were the most noticeable. He looked at her as if he were really listening, paying attention to every detail, every movement. And she also noticed that her cheeks were getting redder and redder, but luckily it seemed like no one had noticed, least of all Matt.

The five of them entered the classroom and sat in their respective seats, except Y/n who switched places with another boy to be closer to her new friends. The class went by normally for everyone, except Matt. Just like yesterday, he was distracted by the figure with straight hair and headphones in front of him, because the seat she had found was right in front of him. Luckily, no one noticed, or so he thought. "Matt, you're going to look obsessed with Y/n if you keep staring at her like that," Chris whispered in his ear. Matt just looked at him with a serious look, as if telling him to shut up. Chris chuckled lightly and went back to paying attention to the class.

“And you will have to form groups of five members to present the first big project of the year," Professor Thomas dictated. And suddenly, Y/n felt four heads turn to look at her, who was thinking about what she was going to do because she didn't know if they were really going to invite her. She was about to stand up to ask the professor if she could do it alone when she heard a deep but soft voice call her name. "Yes?" she asked. "Do you want to... maybe do the project with us?" Matt asked, clearly nervous, but she was too. It was the first time she had heard his voice, and damn, she was going to remember that voice, it was unmatched, its tone of kindness and gentleness, its softness and feelings, all in a simple voice.

She quickly accepted and sat back down at her desk, this time turning around to face her classmates. "If you want, you can come to our house today, my mom will be there and she can make us some snacks," Nick suggested. Anna and Y/n quickly agreed. Y/n's eyes quickly met Matt's and for a second she could swear she couldn't breathe. Her cheeks were burning, and the air was stuck in her throat. It was such an intimate moment, between the two of them, and public at the same time, since everyone could see. Her heart started beating faster, but all she did was smile. Matt quickly returned the smile, and they stayed that way for a few seconds that felt like years, studying each other, without caring about anyone else, just the two of them.

Their little moment was interrupted by Nick and Chris's shouts as they fought over who knew what Mom was going to cook when they arrived. "You don't even know if she's going to cook," Matt said, interrupting their fight. "Don't get involved, Matt," Chris said and went back to arguing with Nick, causing Matt and Y/n to laugh.

Later that day, Y/n sent a message to her mom saying she was going to hang out at Nick's house. It was the first time she was going to someone's house who wasn't family or a friend of her parents. And she was very nervous, it was a little noticeable. The five of them walked to the brothers' house and when they entered, they left their backpacks, Chris and Nick went straight to the kitchen to see what Mom had cooked, while Anna went to the bathroom, leaving Y/n and Matt alone for the first time. "Why are you nervous?" Matt asked, he didn't know Y/n, so he didn't know why she was nervous. "It's the first time I've been to a friend's house," Y/n confessed. As I said before, she never had friends, so this moment was very special to her. "Were your parents that strict?" Matt asked, trying not to sound too surprised, because he was, and Y/n was 17 years old and had never been to any friend's house before, which seemed strange to him. "No, they always let me go wherever I wanted, I just... never had... friends." Y/n said, so low it was almost like a whisper. She had never said it out loud, that's why she was 'ashamed'. Being 17 and having 0 friends was something she felt very ashamed of, not because she thought she was a bad person, she just wasn't very outgoing, or it was really because the place where she grew up didn't let her make friends because of how toxic it was. "I- Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't know," Matt started to say nervously, his words overlapped and his ideas crossed. "Don't worry, I'm so grateful to have met you." Y/n smiled at him and the knot of ideas in Matt's head was undone just by seeing her smile. He returned it and once again they stayed like that for a few seconds, the outside world didn't matter anymore than the two of them. Matt looked at Y/n's lips and then back at her eyes, he wanted to kiss her, and it showed, but he couldn't, they had just met. Y/n noticed and did the same, this time she looked at his lips a little longer than he did. The tension in the air could be felt, and they both felt this push towards each other. "Matt, Y/n!! Come to the living room!!" They both heard Chris shout.

Once there, they started taking out their folders and Nick brought his computer. "Okay, so we have to do a presentation on some monument and recreate it," Nick said. "Uh, I have an idea, what if we do the Statue of Liberty?" Chris suggested, "But so many people are going to do it for sure," Anna said. "Yeah, Anna's right, what about Christ the Redeemer in Brazil?" Nick said, "I don't know, I think we should do something with more history behind it, what do you think?" Matt asked. Everyone nodded and thought. "What if we do the monument at the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park? I think the story is very interesting, I was reading a book about a survivor and it's very moving..." Y/n said but stopped when she saw that everyone was looking at her with a smile on their faces. "Um, is everything okay?" she asked nervously. "If you want, we can do something else..." She couldn't stop talking from nervousness, plus no one was saying anything and everyone looking at her made her even more nervous. "It's a great idea!" Nick said happily. And so, they all started thinking about how they were going to do it, what they were going to say, among other things.

After a long time working, they decided to relax a bit and play board games, as well as chat and chat for hours. They laughed a lot and shared a lot of stories, everyone listening to the other when they spoke. Y/n felt very happy, too much, and comfortable, being there, despite not knowing anyone well enough, she felt like she had known them for years.

At one point, Y/n looked at her watch to realize that it had gotten quite late, and walking alone in a new neighborhood at night... let's just say it wasn't a good idea. Matt noticed her worried face and asked, "Everything okay?" Y/n's gaze traveled from the clock to Matt's eyes, "Yes, it's just a bit late and I don't know if I can walk alone at this time..." "I can take you" Matt said, this took her by surprise, 'being alone with Matt always became... weird' she thought. But she also wanted to spend more time alone with him because she found him an interesting person. "No, it's okay, really" "Guys, I'm going to take Y/n home and I'll be right back" Matt announced. Y/n said goodbye to everyone and headed to the door where Matt was waiting for her. They went outside and got into the car, Matt opened the door for her and quickly ran to his. "Thank you, really, you didn't have to" Y/n said, a little embarrassed. "Don't worry, it's nothing to me. Besides, I want to have some alone time with you to get to know you better," Matt said, looking into Y/n's eyes and they stayed looking at each other again. "Uh, I think we should go" Matt said, interrupting the comfortable silence that invaded the car.

Y/n turned on the radio, as she hadn't listened to so much music all day and already felt like something was missing. "And now we'll be playing 'There's a light that never goes out' by The Smiths" the radio voice announced. "Uh, that's a good song" Y/n said and started turning up the volume. "Do you like The Smiths?" Matt asked, looking at her. "I love them" Y/n replied. The song started and they both began to sing along to it. "And if a double-decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side, is such a heavenly way to die" They both laughed and sang along with the song.

When they arrived, Matt got out again to open the door for Y/n, who thanked him and hugged him without warning, which took Matt by surprise, but he quickly wrapped his long arms around her waist and squeezed her gently. "Thank you for bringing me back." Y/n thanked him, pulling away a little to say goodbye and go into her house. Matt just smiled and watched her go into her house. His heart was beating very fast and happiness overflowed from his face.

V: Uhh I can feel the tension building 👀

Masterlist:))

[vickytaa]

Me waiting for the triplets to stream:

[vickytaa]

Dance for me C.S.

It was a long night. The windows were shut tight. All the lights were off except for the living room, where Y/n was practicing their new dance routine. The song "Earned It" played on repeat from the speaker.

“Darn it!” Y/n exclaimed after messing up. She stood up, grabbed her phone, and played the song again. She did this about 760 times.

Without realizing it, she had been dancing for about 2 hours, which meant Chris would be home any minute.

Chris knew that Y/n had been dancing for a long time and loved practicing their routines over and over. So, when he walked in and saw her dancing, it wasn’t much of a surprise. He simply stood there, leaning against the living room door; admiring her movements, the passion with which she danced, the tiredness, the love—all those feelings concentrated in her actions. The dim light, the outfit, the music, everything had a very... heated atmosphere.

He had seen her dance many times before, but today, wow, did she look good. She was beautiful, everything about her, and her dancing left him speechless.

After watching her for a few minutes, his eyes met Y/n's. “Oh, I didn’t see you come in, I’m sorry,” she said, a little embarrassed to be caught dancing. “It’s okay, you dance really well, and that outfit, wow that outfit…” Chris looked at her with hungry eyes. The outfit she was wearing was a tight black leather one that showed off all her curves; she had worn it, especially for him. “Well, I guess I can relax a bit now,” Y/n said, exhausted. “No, no, please, dance for me,” Chris begged.

And so they spent the rest of the night, Chris watching as the warm light illuminated Y/n's moving body.

V: This is short, but I hope you like it. Love ya:))

[vickytaa]

Music keeps me alive. M.S. Chapter I

summery: y/n's father passed away, and she moved to Boston to finish school. She always keeps her headphones on, only she knows the reason why. What happens when she meets Matt?

Chapter II

"‘Hey honey, can you give me a hand with this?’ Y/n heard her mom’s voice from a distance. Seventeen-year-old Y/n had moved to Boston with her mom after her dad passed away, and they were still unpacking boxes. She’d lived her whole life in LA, but her mom had decided to start over, so they’d had to move. ‘Coming,’ Y/n replied, quickly putting her headphones back on. She wore them all the time, for reasons only she knew; she listened to all kinds of music, knew all the lyrics by heart from listening to them over and over. She loved everything from Romeo Santos to Billie Eilish, and even 2Pac or Bob Marley—basically anything.

After a couple of hours of unpacking, Y/n finally managed to grab a book from her bookshelf, ‘When the Cherry Blossoms Bloom’ by Liliana Cinetto. She climbed into her new, cold bed, turned on her bedside lamp, and put on some jazz. It had been a long day: saying goodbye to family, moving into the new house, unpacking, packing her school bag for the first day—the list went on.

Later that night, Y/n and her mom had dinner—a cold pizza—and talked about what her life would be like now that it was just the two of them. Her dad’s passing had been tragic but expected, given his terminal illness. Y/n avoided talking about him, preferring to keep her mind occupied with other things, like how her first day at a new high school would be. It was going to be tough, sure, but as long as she stayed out of trouble, passed her classes, and kept a low profile, everything would be fine. But it would be nice to have a friend, right? At her old school, she had been well-behaved and got along with everyone, but no one well enough to call a friend. It would be difficult, but she didn’t really care anymore if she made friends or not."

Y/n fell asleep with her headphones on, but her mom woke her up to say goodnight. This had happened before, so her mom simply took the headphones and set them on the nightstand. She sat down next to Y/n and looked at her for a while. Y/n was beautiful, with long, silky hair and porcelain skin, just like her dad. Her mom gently brushed a strand of hair off her forehead and kissed her forehead. She knew that Y/n was hurting inside, even more than she was, because Y/n and her dad had been inseparable.

The next morning, Y/n woke up to the sound of her alarm and the delicious smell of food coming from the kitchen. Her mom loved to cook, and her food was always amazing. Y/n got out of bed and walked to the kitchen, passing by the bathroom, the laundry room, the living room, the guest room, basically everywhere. "Mmm, that smells delicious," she said as she reached the kitchen. "Good morning, sweetheart. Are you ready for your first day?" her mom asked, turning around to see Y/n leaning against the doorframe. Y/n didn't react well to the question. "Yeah, can't wait to meet new people," she said sarcastically, forcing a smile. Her mom rolled her eyes and gave her a serious look. "Come on, Y/n. You're going to do great. You're smart, you're kind, and you're beautiful. Everyone will love you." Y/n chuckled and left the kitchen to get ready.

Y/n kept repeating to herself, "You're going to be fine." She put on a pair of black sweatpants, a white t-shirt, and a gray sweatshirt that matched her headphones. She tied her hair up in a messy bun, leaving a few strands loose. She put on her perfume and went to the dining room, where her mom had breakfast ready.

After breakfast, Y/n grabbed her backpack and left for school. The school was close by, so she arrived on time. As she walked into the school, she noticed that there were several groups of friends, all of them seemed very close. Making friends was going to be difficult, and joining one of those groups seemed impossible.

Y/n went to her locker, put away a few things, and then headed to her first class. She preferred to stay under the radar and listen to her music. But as soon as she walked into the classroom, the teacher made her introduce herself to the class.

"Oh, Y/n, right?" Ms. Amy asked. She had a sweet voice and was wearing a long white dress. Y/n nodded, not knowing what was about to happen. "Class, please welcome our new classmate!" Ms. Amy said loudly. Y/n's face turned bright red. She had never been so embarrassed. She simply smiled at her classmates and walked to the first empty seat.

When Matt saw Y/n, he couldn't take his eyes off her. She was so beautiful, with her flawless skin and silky hair. He noticed that her cheeks were red, and it made her even more adorable.

Matt wasn't very popular in class. He had a few friends, but not many. He was a sweet and kind boy, and he was a triplet. His brothers were Chris and Nick. Matt was the quieter of the three.

Ms. Amy started her lesson as usual, and Y/n paid attention, kind of. She had her headphones on, so she was really in her own world. Matt, on the other hand, couldn't focus on all; all he could think about was when Y/n had walked into the room. He was lost in thought until Chris snapped him back to reality. "Hey, you okay, man?" Chris asked. It was unusual for Matt to be so distracted, since he was usually pretty studious. "Yeah, sorry, I was just... thinking about the new girl," Matt replied, looking over at Chris. "Oh, now it makes sense," Chris said, rolling his eyes and playfully punching Matt on the arm. "Cut it out, I was just thinking maybe she's lonely and doesn't know anyone." Chris chuckled. "Why don't you go talk to her?" he suggested. Matt's eyes widened. "Why don't you go?" he asked. "Because you brought her up," Chris replied. "What are you guys talking about?" Nick interrupted. "Matt's got a crush on the new girl," Chris announced. Matt quickly covered Chris's mouth to shush him. "No, I'm just trying to be nice!" Nick looked at him skeptically. "Sure, you are," he said. "I'll go ask her if she wants to hang out with us," Nick offered. "Hey, what about me?" Anna asked. She had been friends with the triplets since they were little, but she was closest to Nick. "The new girl," Nick replied. "Oh, yeah, she's pretty. I get good vibes from her," Anna said. "Oh, you and your vibes," Chris teased. They all laughed except for Anna. "You know, you should really—" "Hey, quiet down back there!" Ms. Amy called out.

The boys quieted down and focused on the lesson. Y/n, oblivious to the attention she was getting, continued to draw in her notebook and tap her foot to the beat of her music.

When the other classes ended, Y/n really wanted to leave. Not having anyone to talk to was a problem she would probably have to get used to in the future, but right now she would rather be doing other things, like helping her mom finish unpacking. But as much as she wanted to, she couldn't just leave school like that.

At lunchtime, Y/n had considered her options for eating alone. She could sit at a table in the cafeteria, but she knew it was impossible to find one empty. She could eat in the bathroom, but that seemed unsanitary and dramatic. She could go to the library, but she didn't know where it was and didn't want to ask for directions. Finally, she decided on the sports field. She found a spot under a tree, far enough away from the playing fields to avoid getting hit by a ball.

As she finished eating, she realized she had some time to kill before her next class. She pulled out her book and started reading. A few minutes later, she heard footsteps approaching. She looked up to see a boy and a girl standing in front of her.

"Hi, I'm Nick, and this is Anna," the boy said. "We saw you sitting here alone, and we wanted to say hi."

Y/n was surprised, but she smiled and introduced herself. They talked for a while, and Y/n realized that they were pretty cool. She was starting to feel a little less lonely. And she felt her heart fill with happiness as she talked to them, even though it was just a brief moment.

When it was time for her next class, Y/n said goodbye to Nick and Anna. As she walked away, she couldn't help but smile. Maybe making friends at her new school wouldn't be so hard after all.

At the end of the last class, Y/n headed to her locker and heard their voices. "Hey Y/n, see you tomorrow," Nick said. When Y/n turned around to reply, she realized there were more of them. "Oh, sure. I didn't know you had brothers," she said, confused. They looked identical; she only knew Nick because she had spoken to him and his clothes were the same as earlier. "We're triplets. This is Chris," he said, pointing to Chris who smiled, "And this is Matt," he pointed to Matt, who looked a little embarrassed, his red cheeks giving him away. "Hi, I'm Y/n, nice to meet you," she greeted them. "See you tomorrow," Y/n said, smiling at all three of them. Matt swore that if he opened his mouth, he would burst with butterflies, his heart was pounding so hard.

The walk home was short, but all Y/n could think about was Matt. She didn't know him very well yet, they hadn't really talked, so it was hard to say what he was like, but she could tell he was special. The way he looked at her with his bright smile, his blue eyes that seemed to see right through her, and the way his cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink every time he looked at her, it was endearing. She knew he was going to be important, but she didn't know how."‘Hey honey, can you give me a hand with this?’ Y/n heard her mom’s voice from a distance. Seventeen-year-old Y/n had moved to Boston with her mom after her dad passed away, and they were still unpacking boxes. She’d lived her whole life in LA, but her mom had decided to start over, so they’d had to move. ‘Coming,’ Y/n replied, quickly putting her headphones back on. She wore them all the time, for reasons only she knew; she listened to all kinds of music, knew all the lyrics by heart from listening to them over and over. She loved everything from Romeo Santos to Billie Eilish, and even 2Pac or Bob Marley—basically anything.

After a couple of hours of unpacking, Y/n finally managed to grab a book from her bookshelf, ‘When the Cherry Blossoms Bloom’ by Liliana Cinetto. She climbed into her new, cold bed, turned on her bedside lamp, and put on some jazz. It had been a long day: saying goodbye to family, moving into the new house, unpacking, packing her school bag for the first day—the list went on.

Later that night, Y/n and her mom had dinner—a cold pizza—and talked about what her life would be like now that it was just the two of them. Her dad’s passing had been tragic but expected, given his terminal illness. Y/n avoided talking about him, preferring to keep her mind occupied with other things, like how her first day at a new high school would be. It was going to be tough, sure, but as long as she stayed out of trouble, passed her classes, and kept a low profile, everything would be fine. But it would be nice to have a friend, right? At her old school, she had been well-behaved and got along with everyone, but no one well enough to call a friend. It would be difficult, but she didn’t really care anymore if she made friends or not."

Y/n fell asleep with her headphones on, but her mom woke her up to say goodnight. This had happened before, so her mom simply took the headphones and set them on the nightstand. She sat down next to Y/n and looked at her for a while. Y/n was beautiful, with long, silky hair and porcelain skin, just like her dad. Her mom gently brushed a strand of hair off her forehead and kissed her forehead. She knew that Y/n was hurting inside, even more than she was, because Y/n and her dad had been inseparable.

The next morning, Y/n woke up to the sound of her alarm and the delicious smell of food coming from the kitchen. Her mom loved to cook, and her food was always amazing. Y/n got out of bed and walked to the kitchen, passing by the bathroom, the laundry room, the living room, the guest room, basically everywhere. "Mmm, that smells delicious," she said as she reached the kitchen. "Good morning, sweetheart. Are you ready for your first day?" her mom asked, turning around to see Y/n leaning against the doorframe. Y/n didn't react well to the question. "Yeah, can't wait to meet new people," she said sarcastically, forcing a smile. Her mom rolled her eyes and gave her a serious look. "Come on, Y/n. You're going to do great. You're smart, you're kind, and you're beautiful. Everyone will love you." Y/n chuckled and left the kitchen to get ready.

Y/n kept repeating to herself, "You're going to be fine." She put on a pair of black sweatpants, a white t-shirt, and a gray sweatshirt that matched her headphones. She tied her hair up in a messy bun, leaving a few strands loose. She put on her perfume and went to the dining room, where her mom had breakfast ready.

After breakfast, Y/n grabbed her backpack and left for school. The school was close by, so she arrived on time. As she walked into the school, she noticed that there were several groups of friends, all of them seemed very close. Making friends was going to be difficult, and joining one of those groups seemed impossible.

Y/n went to her locker, put away a few things, and then headed to her first class. She preferred to stay under the radar and listen to her music. But as soon as she walked into the classroom, the teacher made her introduce herself to the class.

"Oh, Y/n, right?" Ms. Amy asked. She had a sweet voice and was wearing a long white dress. Y/n nodded, not knowing what was about to happen. "Class, please welcome our new classmate!" Ms. Amy said loudly. Y/n's face turned bright red. She had never been so embarrassed. She simply smiled at her classmates and walked to the first empty seat.

When Matt saw Y/n, he couldn't take his eyes off her. She was so beautiful, with her flawless skin and silky hair. He noticed that her cheeks were red, and it made her even more adorable.

Matt wasn't very popular in class. He had a few friends, but not many. He was a sweet and kind boy, and he was a triplet. His brothers were Chris and Nick. Matt was the quieter of the three.

Ms. Amy started her lesson as usual, and Y/n paid attention, kind of. She had her headphones on, so she was really in her own world. Matt, on the other hand, couldn't focus on all; all he could think about was when Y/n had walked into the room. He was lost in thought until Chris snapped him back to reality. "Hey, you okay, man?" Chris asked. It was unusual for Matt to be so distracted, since he was usually pretty studious. "Yeah, sorry, I was just... thinking about the new girl," Matt replied, looking over at Chris. "Oh, now it makes sense," Chris said, rolling his eyes and playfully punching Matt on the arm. "Cut it out, I was just thinking maybe she's lonely and doesn't know anyone." Chris chuckled. "Why don't you go talk to her?" he suggested. Matt's eyes widened. "Why don't you go?" he asked. "Because you brought her up," Chris replied. "What are you guys talking about?" Nick interrupted. "Matt's got a crush on the new girl," Chris announced. Matt quickly covered Chris's mouth to shush him. "No, I'm just trying to be nice!" Nick looked at him skeptically. "Sure, you are," he said. "I'll go ask her if she wants to hang out with us," Nick offered. "Hey, what about me?" Anna asked. She had been friends with the triplets since they were little, but she was closest to Nick. "The new girl," Nick replied. "Oh, yeah, she's pretty. I get good vibes from her," Anna said. "Oh, you and your vibes," Chris teased. They all laughed except for Anna. "You know, you should really—" "Hey, quiet down back there!" Ms. Amy called out.

The boys quieted down and focused on the lesson. Y/n, oblivious to the attention she was getting, continued to draw in her notebook and tap her foot to the beat of her music.

When the other classes ended, Y/n really wanted to leave. Not having anyone to talk to was a problem she would probably have to get used to in the future, but right now she would rather be doing other things, like helping her mom finish unpacking. But as much as she wanted to, she couldn't just leave school like that.

At lunchtime, Y/n had considered her options for eating alone. She could sit at a table in the cafeteria, but she knew it was impossible to find one empty. She could eat in the bathroom, but that seemed unsanitary and dramatic. She could go to the library, but she didn't know where it was and didn't want to ask for directions. Finally, she decided on the sports field. She found a spot under a tree, far enough away from the playing fields to avoid getting hit by a ball.

As she finished eating, she realized she had some time to kill before her next class. She pulled out her book and started reading. A few minutes later, she heard footsteps approaching. She looked up to see a boy and a girl standing in front of her.

"Hi, I'm Nick, and this is Anna," the boy said. "We saw you sitting here alone, and we wanted to say hi."

Y/n was surprised, but she smiled and introduced herself. They talked for a while, and Y/n realized that they were pretty cool. She was starting to feel a little less lonely. And she felt her heart fill with happiness as she talked to them, even though it was just a brief moment.

When it was time for her next class, Y/n said goodbye to Nick and Anna. As she walked away, she couldn't help but smile. Maybe making friends at her new school wouldn't be so hard after all.

At the end of the last class, Y/n headed to her locker and heard their voices. "Hey Y/n, see you tomorrow," Nick said. When Y/n turned around to reply, she realized there were more of them. "Oh, sure. I didn't know you had brothers," she said, confused. They looked identical; she only knew Nick because she had spoken to him and his clothes were the same as earlier. "We're triplets. This is Chris," he said, pointing to Chris who smiled, "And this is Matt," he pointed to Matt, who looked a little embarrassed, his red cheeks giving him away. "Hi, I'm Y/n, nice to meet you," she greeted them. "See you tomorrow," Y/n said, smiling at all three of them. Matt swore that if he opened his mouth, he would burst with butterflies, his heart was pounding so hard.

The walk home was short, but all Y/n could think about was Matt. She didn't know him very well yet, they hadn't really talked, so it was hard to say what he was like, but she could tell he was special. The way he looked at her with his bright smile, his blue eyes that seemed to see right through her, and the way his cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink every time he looked at her, it was endearing. She knew he was going to be important, but she didn't know how.

a/n: First chapter, what will happen on the next one?? I am very happy to do this. Love ya:))

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