Story Of My Life

story of my life

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BEST FIC EVER STOP MARRY ME ILYSM

our song | m. sturniolo

𐙚 . . . pairing. bf!matt x fem!reader

𐙚 . . . genre. established relationship, typical bad boy x good girl plot, just some fluffy fluff

.ᐟ . . . content warnings. sneaking out, getting caught

your favorite thing in the world: late night drives with your person

“our song is the slamming screen door, sneakin' out late, tapping on your window.”

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ vela’s message: based on this! i hope you like this one, @ayoitssummer & i’m sorry if it took so long ! anyway, this is the last requested fic i’ll be working on <3 i’ll still be writing but i won’t be accepting anymore reqs for the meantime :) happy reading, lovies <3

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the stars shone brighter than anywhere else, or so it seemed. you're the perfect picture of a good girl with your straight-A report cards and perfectly ironed school uniforms. everyone knew and loved you. but little did they know, you had a secret.

matt, the town's charming bad boy, not mentioning your childhood friend turned lover, had been your best-kept secret for months. he was the complete opposite of you: wild, unpredictable, and free-spirited. and you are hopelessly in love with him.

one warm summer night, you sat on your bed, your heart racing with excitement. you glanced at the clock — 11:45 PM. matt would be waiting for you in fifteen minutes. you quietly slipped on your sneakers, grabbed your denim jacket, and tiptoed to the window.

you pushed it open and climbed out, careful not to make a sound. your feet hit the cool grass, and you sprinted across the yard to the back gate where matt was waiting, leaning casually against his motorcycle.

"hey, you," he whispered with a smile that made your heart skip a beat. "hey," you replied, smiling back.

you hopped on his bike, the engine purring softly as the twof you sped away into the night. the wind whipped through your hair as you held onto matt, the thrill of the night making you feel alive. you rode to the old oak tree on the hill, your favorite spot where you could see the entire town twinkling below.

matt spread out a blanket, and you lay down, looking up at the stars. he took your hand, his thumb tracing circles on your palm.

"i love nights like this," you whispered. "just us and the stars." matt turned to you, his eyes twinkling. "me too, baby. there's no place i'd rather be."

the both of you talked and laughed for hours, sharing dreams and secrets. matt played with your hair as you traced the constellations with your finger. it felt like you were the only two people in the world.

but as the clock struck midnight, you knew it was time to head back home. you made your way to your house, and matt kissed you softly before you climbed back up to your bedroom window. you felt like she was floating on air as you slipped back inside, hoping to get into bed before anyone noticed your absence.

however, your hopes were dashed when you turned around to find your mom sitting on the edge of your bed, arms crossed and a knowing look in her eyes.

"mom! i can explain," you stammered, heart pounding in your chest.

your mom raised an eyebrow. "with matt, isn't it?" your eyes widened in surprise. "you know?"

"yeah," she replied with a gentle smile. "i was just waiting for you to tell me."

your mind raced, trying to understand how your mom knew about your secret outings with matt. "how did you know?"

your mom sighed softly, a nostalgic glint in her eyes. "ever since you were kids, i knew that you'd be together eventually. and i've seen how he looks at you."

your curiosity piqued. "how does he look at me?"

your mom's smile widened, and she reached out to brush a strand of hair away from your face. "oh honey, like he never wants to look away."

your heart swelled with emotion. you had always felt something special between you and matt, but hearing your mom's words made it feel even more real.

"mom, i really care about him," you admitted, voice barely above a whisper.

your mom nodded, her eyes filled with understanding. "i know you do, sweetie. and i know matt has a good heart. i just don't like this sneaking out you do. if you want to go out, you can. just tell me and your dad."

you hugged your mom tightly, feeling a sense of relief and gratitude. "i promise."

as you lay in bed that night, you replayed the night's events. you thought about matt's smile, his touch, and the way he made you feel alive. you knew that no matter what happened, you and matt had something special, something that your mom had seen all along.

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can someone make a fic abt chris and matt and how they’d be like when proposing and make it more fluffier than my auntie’s cat’s fur