Where it started
Italy . 8:25pm. “Yoooo” a voice echoed near me .It’s him. Everyone else greeted him around me while I stare blankly at this 12 year old kid infront of me which at the time looked like the most manly guy my age in my eyes . “So u decided to come home?” I can’t believe he’s talking to me ,Matteo the guy in my small town that had always made fun of me ,I should reply back “yeah, I’ve been home for some time.” He brushes of my comment like he wasn’t the one that asked and starts another conversation with my friends . Did he actually speak to me ?
I act unbothered by his presence and keep talking to my friends around me . As I’m speaking I glance over at him and he stands up and spuds my friends . He’s leaving already? I think to myself “yeah glad ur back little one.” I didn’t even have time to think before a “haha” came out my mouth . Why on earth did I reply with haha he just called me little one he’s only a year younger what’s up with him .He leaves to go meet up with his friends and I can finally relax my muscles that have been tense the whole time he was there .
The rest of the time I was on the bench with my friends, I couldn’t stop thinking about him and the small interaction , if u can even call it that , we had . I can’t help but think he’s all I need .
10:30pm . My phone alarm rings . All my friends laugh . “No way .” I hear one of them saying . Okay let me explain . My parents are strict, not overly strict but they do have some boundaries. They’re fair I guess . Especially since I only come back in Italy once a year in my summer break . “Bro I can’t stay over my time my mum might get worried.” I say as I stand up to take my leave . “Yeah yeah don’t worry .” They say . I say bye to all my friends and leave
On my way back home I can’t stop thinking about him and the way he said he’s glad I’m back . The walk back to my house was 2 minutes long however thinking of him on that walk back made it seem like 10.
I enter my house and go straight to the stairs to go to my room “mum I’m going to bed goodnight .” I say from the top of the stairs . I know I prolly should’ve went and spoken to them but I don’t really speak to my parents that much . I just tell them what I’m doing and that’s enough . For them . I get into bed and go on my phone as usual because fine I listen to them and come home at 10 but I’m still a girl . I stay up almost all night in summer . I just can’t fall asleep
01:37am. My phone buzez with a notification from Snapchat that reads ‘Matteo Ferrara added you , add them back.’ What.. HE added me on snap . Obviously I didn’t even finish thinking that before pressing the add back button .