FUCKED UP KINDA DREAM
Matt Sturniolo fanfic
Part 1 Part 2
Pairing: Matt Sturniolo and y/n
Word count: 2.01k
Backstory: Y/n and Matt are childhood enemies forced to be around each other by their parents who are good friends. On top of that they’re neighbors and y/n is best friends with Matt’s triplet brothers Chris and Nick. The undeniable pull Matt and y/n feel for each other doesn’t help in the slightest. Will they continue pretending they’re enemies or will they snap and give in?
Warnings: making out (not reader and Matt), swearing, arguing, hard-on, masturbation, nicknames (princess, Sturniolo, lacro-asshole), underage drinking (DO NOT.), house-party
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Everything is getting fucked up. Absolutely everything. I’m graduating high-school soon, tests are absolutely everywhere, my fucking boyfriend cheated on me with some cheerleader and on top of that, the shit-eater Matt Sturniolo got accepted into the same college as I.
College was my way to escape from him, to get rid of him for good after spending every waking day looking at his smug face and that smirk that made me crash out and want to kill him right then and there.
At least Nick and Chris will be there for emotional support. Thankfully, they got accepted into SMC, because I actually don’t know what I would do if I was there alone with MATT.
Matt is the type of person to go out of his way to ruin your day. But it seems like that’s only for me. For every other girl he’s the biggest flirt on the planet. It’s silly, honestly. Even sillier when I prank him. It’s been going on for years now. It’s a routine, he annoys me, I annoy him back. Does he apologize? No. Do I? No.
I woke up today, wanting this day to be a good one. Not seeing my ex in the hallways, not seeing Matt anywhere and just chilling with Nick and Chris. Fate had other plans for me though, because when I was getting ready, I saw Matt working out in his backyard, shirtless, sweaty. I scoff loudly. The fuck is he doing out here at 6 am? Suddenly, he looks right at me and that infuriating smirk appears on his face. I flip him off and shut the blinds. Stupid shirtless, sweaty Matt. This has to be some fucked up kinda dream.
Matt’s POV
I got ready for my daily workout, impressing these high-school girls takes muscle, and I won’t gain any of that from gaming with Chris the whole day. I open the back door, lay a mat on the grass and start doing push ups. 1… 2… 3… 4… Then I hear an all too familiar scoff. I get up and turn towards the sound and there she is, Y/n, looking annoyed just by my existence. I smirk at her obvious misery. But she saw me. I know she checked me out. I can tell by the flush on her cheeks. I am so having bragging rights for this week.
By the time I finish my workout, it’s 7 am and school starts at 8. I get ready quickly while my two dumbasses of brothers almost make us late. And I had to wait for them because I’m the only one who can drive. Nick blasts his music while Chris complains about it, but the music isn’t louder than my brain which can’t shut up about Y/n seeing me shirtless and sweaty. I wonder if she thinks I’m hot. Probably, but knowing her, she’s too stubborn to ever admit it.
We finally approach the building and as we make our way inside, we’re almost immediately greeted by a couple making out obscenely near the lockers. I recognize them to be none other than y/n’s ex and the girl he cheated on her with. First of all, that’s disgusting for every other student to see, second of all, they’re so doing it just to see Y/n suffer. Not like I give a shit. They can annoy her as much as they like, I’m not complaining.
Y/n’s POV
Oh what a great new entrance to school, my ex boyfriend making out disgustingly with the girl he cheated on me with. How beautiful. I spot Nick and Chris and they give me sympathetic glances. I mean, yeah, okay. Seeing them kissing openly in public does hurt a little, especially when we’ve only broken up last week. I make my way over to the triplets and greet Nick and Chris but ignore Matt, as usual. I don’t bring up what happened this morning but the way Matt smirks devilishly every time he glances at me makes me brace myself for what he’s about to say. “So how’d you sleep Y/n?” Nick asked, the sweetheart always makes sure everyone is okay. But then Matt chimes in, “I don’t know about her sleep but I’m sure her morning was amazing. Seeing me shirtless and sweaty is a once in a lifetime experience.” I shoot a glare at Matt. “Yeah, Matt, don’t get all up in yourself. You’re not some God’s gift to women.” I retorted back. “At least I can pull.” “At least I use my brain for something other than se-” “Okay, okay, you two. I didn’t even eat lunch yet and you two are at it. Stop please before I explode.” Nick finally intervenes, the peacemaker. Me and Matt finally shut up but throw each other a glare. After that, we went to math.
Three periods pass in agonizing slowness before finally, it’s time for lunch. Chris, the hungry shit, is the first one out of the classroom, Practically sprinting towards the cafeteria and Nick goes with him, leaving me and Matt alone. Matt bumps his shoulder with mine to get my attention. “You coming to the game later?” He asks, “What game?” “Lacrosse, duh.” He’s got that same smirk on his face, I roll my eyes. “You and Chris playing?” He nods. “I’m the captain, no shit I’m playing.” “I suppose I could come. But for Chris, don’t think I’m doing this for you.” “Wouldn’t dream of if, princess.” Princess. That infuriating, horrible nickname he’s given me in kindergarten when I said I wanted to be a princess when I grew up. He told me it’s not possible because I was the messiest girl in the group and I cried and threw dirt into his eyes.
“When are you ever gonna stop calling me that?”
“When you stop calling me Sturniolo.”
“That’s different.”
“How?”
“Because it’s a part of your name.”
“And acting like an entitled princess is in your nature.”
“Maybe I should start calling you lacro-asshole.”
He chuckles. “That won’t make me stop calling you princess.”
“I hate you.”
“Hate you too, princess.”
We get to the cafeteria to see Nick and Chris already munching on some fries. I steal a fry off Nick’s plate and he glares at me playfully. “So, Nick…” I say, popping another fry into my mouth, “what’s up with you and Liam?” Nick’s eyes widen so much that I thought they might pop out. “Is it that obvious?” He squeaks out. “Yeah, dude, it is. It’s like you two are on a honeymoon but you don’t even have his number.” Chris say with his mouth full of fries. “I think you should ask him out.” I encourage Nick, he deserves to be happy. “Okay, okay. Fine. But not right now and not today. By the way, Y/n, you’re sitting next to me later, no complaining.” Nick says. “Wasn’t planning on complaining.” Nick was my bestest best friend. He’s always been the one who understood me since we were little kids.
Matt’s POV
As we leave the school building, Y/n notices she had a flat tire. Someone popped it. I knew it was that idiot of an ex of hers. I’m not calling him an idiot because he hurt her, I’m calling him an idiot because now I have to drive her home. In my car. “Oh shoot… you can always ride with us, we live next door anyway.” Nick says. I love my brother Nick but sometimes he is just a little bit too friendly. As all four of us buckle into my car, I pull out of the parking lot and drive home. Nick, as always , blasts music, him and Y/n singing along to some new Nessa Barret song from what I’ve heard. When we get home, Nick and Chris say their bye’s to Y/n and Chris and I start getting ready for the game which is at 7.
“Dude.” Chris nudged his foot against mine, I looked at him. “Fix your pants. You’ve had it since cafeteria.”
“I know.”
It is painful. That stupid little argument with Y/n got me hard. I don’t even know why, maybe because she agreed to go to the game, maybe because she called me Sturniolo again, maybe because she’s fucking gorgeous and I’m an 18 year old horny guy?
“Take care of that before the game and please, for the love of God, focus. We need to win this game against the Westburns.”
Chris and I had been playing lacrosse since the start of high school and I made captain in junior year. Nick wasn’t the athletic type so he didn’t play.
I make my way to the bathroom, lock the door and lean against it. My hand slides down, finally giving into my pleasure as I palm myself through my sweatpants. I bite my lip to stay quiet while undoing the string on my sweatpants and pushing them down along with my boxers. My cock springs free, a bit of pre-cum already beading at the tip. I stroke myself and i exhale shakily. Finally. It doesn’t take long before I cum all over my hand and thighs. I clean up quickly and continue getting ready for the game.
Y/n’s POV
I exit my car and spot Nick sitting on the bleachers. Thankfully my dad was able to fix my flat tire before the game so i could get there myself. I make my way next to Nick and sit down next to him. “Where’s Chris? I wanna wish him good luck.” I asked, my eyes darting around the field. “Probably near the changing room. I’ll wait for you here.” I wave him bye and start to walk towards the changing room. As I round the corner, I don’t see Chris but I see Matt. Shirtless. Again. I swear this man is taunting me on purpose. He flashes that smirk when he sees me.
“You’re making me think you just want to see me shirtless, princess.” Matt says with smugness in his tone. “Don’t flatter yourself, lacro-asshole. I’m looking for Chris, you seen him?” “Hey Chris! Y/n is out here and she’s asking for you!” Matt yells into the changing room. Chris walks out in his lacrosse gear. “Yeah? You need something, y/n?” “Oh I just wanted to wish you good luck for the game.” “Oh, thanks.” Chris smiles and I smile back. “What, youre not gonna wish me good luck too?” Matt scoffs, the annoyance in his tone evident. “Me and Chris are literally on the same team.” “Break leg, Matt, literally.” “I’ll break the scoreboard.”
Matt stays true to his word. As much as I wouldnt like to admit it, he’s an amazing player. Our team ends up winning by a mile and Matt is considered MVP. Chris was amazing too, scored a goal. When the final whistle blows, Matt is in the air, the lacrosse team chanting his name. Me and Nick make our way down and I congratulate Chris and ignore Matt. Today is not the day that I boost his already massive ego. I glance at him, he’s all smiles. Then I feel a tap on my shoulder. Nick. “Hey, I was just wondering, Mike’s throwing a party to celebrate the win. Wanna come with us?” Us. That means Nick, Chris and Matt. If Matt is there I am gonna need a drink. “Alcohol?” “Duh” Nick snorts. “I’m in.”
I get home and start to get ready for the party. The triplets went there immediately after but I said I wants sto get dressed better. I put in my makeup and do my hair. As I get into my car I get a text from Nick. It’s a photo of him and Liam with the caption; “Guess who just got a date!” “Holy SHIT Nick. Finally!”
Finally, I get to Mike’s place, a spacious house with music already blasting. The second I enter I get hit with a strong scent of cheap alcohol. I squeeze between the people and find Nick and Liam flirting. I smile to myself. Then I see the bane of my existence. Matt. Making his way over to me. He looks wasted already. God help me.
a/n: start of my first series ever! they’re all 18 btw
