Anonymous asked: can you do a fic where y/n and matt(or chris) get into a breakup and a few months later she goes on like a live or something, insta or tiktok, and she’s getting ready but doesn’t specify whether it’s for a hangout or maybe something else.. like a date. so the fans go crazy posting clips from the live and matt sees them and gets like super jealous. you can add whatever on you’d like. also y/n has a separate and combined fan base with the triplets so some of her fans are their fans and vice versa. I’ve asked other ppl but they’ve never done it 😭 and I feel like you’d execute it perfectly, cause your writing is so beautiful and well done.hurt my feelings; matt sturniolo
summary: your jealous sexy ex bf want u back
warnings: short, swearing, happy ending
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“Alright, we’re live,” I mumbled, leaning my phone against my bathroom sink. Madi walked into the frame, smiling as the viewers started joining. I hadn’t been live in a few months, as I was dealing with a breakup, so I figured tonight was the perfect night.
We were currently getting ready for a girls night out. We were going to be trying out a pretty expensive restaurant just outside of Las Angeles. The reviews were great, and we had nothing better to do.
I picked up my makeup brush, rubbing the powdered product on my face as I read through the comments on my phone. Madi and I laughed over all of the comments over Matt. Some even claiming I was on my way to see him.
I shook my head, continuing to do my makeup. “I’m so excited to see him,” Madi whispered, a blush crossing over her cheeks. Tomorrow she was hanging out with a guy she was currently talking to. His name was Elijah. He seemed pretty sweet. She was totally into him.
“Me too,” I joked causing Madi to playfully hit my arm. She shook her head before continuing to do her makeup. I looked down towards the comments coming in.
See who?
Who are yall seeing?
Date night??
I laughed to myself as I curled a piece of my hair. I’ve been on social media for years, but I’ll never understand why people get so concerned in my business. I’m an open book. If you ask a question, I’ll give you an answer. But no one mentioned a date happening.
“You have your own man,” she mumbled. I rolled my eyes. I knew she was talking about Matt. She didn’t support the breakup whatsoever. She was hoping to be the bridesmaid when we got married. Definitely won’t be a wedding now.
I sighed, turning my attention back towards the comments. People definitely heard her saying that. I quickly said goodbye, before ending the livestream turning to Madi who raised her hands in surrender.
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matt pov
I scrolled through my phone, sprawled out against the couch. A blanket covering my lap as I endlessly looked through Tiktok’s. My heart skipped two beats as an edit of Y/n appeared on my screen.
My body’s new reaction to seeing her.
We broke up three months ago. It was a mutual agreements. We were both extremely busy with our jobs, and maintaining what we had was getting too challenging.
I still loved her.
“I’m so excited to see him,” Madi’s voice echoed throughout the back of the phone. My eyebrows furrowed as I opened the comments.
I wonder who it is
I can’t believe she moved on already
She went on a date with Matt
I definitely wasn’t aware of a date between us, so they obviously weren’t talking about me. I let out an anxious sigh as the rest of the video played. She wouldn’t have moved on this early.
“Me too,” Y/n laughed, looking away from the camera. My stomach turned. Maybe she did find someone else. Already? I ran my hand through my hair, biting my nails as I looked for more videos on the stream.
More edits quickly popped up, and I clicked on the first one I saw. “You have your own man,” Madi mumbled behind the camera. It was barely audible, but you could hear it. I shook my head, turning off my phone and sitting up on the couch.
How could she move on this fast? I was still f*cking obsessed with her. It’s only been three months. I don’t think I’ll be able to move on in three years from now.
I was trying to think rationally, but the only thing in my mind was the love of my life with another guy. Before I knew it I was picking up my phone, searching for her number.
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y/n pov
I was currently sitting at the end of my bed, scrolling through my feed when Matt’s notification popped up. My heart dropping at the thought of him.
Matt
Already moved on?
Y/n
What??
Matt
I’ve seen the edits
All of them
Y/n
Call me
I tapped my foot against the floor, waiting for Matt to pick up the phone. After five rings he finally answered, a frustrated sigh coming through the other line.
“Can you please just tell me the truth?” He spoke. I turned the phone on speaker, setting it on my nightstand. I knew what he was talking about. I’ve seen the edits. Both of our fan bases losing their minds.
“I’m not seeing anyone,” I mumbled to which I heard him sigh again on the other line. I knew this was stressing him out, but I didn’t know why. “But you went on a date,” I heard him scoff as he pulled the phone away from him.
Did he really think I could move on that fast?
“I didn’t go on a date, I went out to dinner,” I sighed, “Madi’s the one who went on a date, we didn’t even mention that.” I took a deep breath, praying that he’d believe me.
“Promise?” He mumbled, after a long pause. The anticipation nearly suffocating me. “On my life,” I quickly replied. I heard him let out a sigh of relief.
“I just don’t understand why it matters so much anyway,” I spoke again. We’ve been broken up, so I had every right to talk to someone else. Even if I didn’t want to. Which I don’t.
Silence.
Absolute silence filled the air.
Just as I was about to hang up, Matt finally spoke.
“I only want you with me,” He replied.
Now I was silent.
What was I supposed to say?
“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. I mean— we broke up because of our jobs. Because we’re busy. Not because we lost feelings. I am so in love with you still,” he started, “The thought of you with another guy makes me sick to my stomach.”
I stayed silent.
My heart nearly beating out of my chest.
He still felt that way?
Moments passed before he spoke again.
“Can you please just say something, Y/n.”
“I love you,” I blurted.
a/n: thanks for the request! this will be a 1 part story, hope everyone enjoyed :)
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