chapter 37

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While we were walking , the woods wasn't really creepy at all.

Although it was cold , it wasn't really that dark , there were lights.

"You know , you look like you're mom" he said and chuckled

I laughed.

"I know right" i flipped my hair and winked at him.

We laughed.

"Your'e mom told me to look after you here at the camp" he said .

I stopped walking.

"Wait really?" I said , i didn't believe him

"Do you think im joking?!" He said and chuckled.

"Yes" i replied and sticked my tounge out at him and ran.

"Hey!!" He said while i was running.

I was laughing when suddenly i tripped.

Shit.

"Ouch" i said as i looked my knee , it had a scratch , blood was coming out.

" Y/n !" He shouted and ran towards me .

He looked at me knee .

"Shit shit shit" i said and it was starting to hurt really bad.

"Cmon let me take you to my dorm , let me take care of that " he said and carried me in a bridal style.

"Ur so clumpsy" he said while walking.

"Ikr" i said and chuckled.

"You still had the audacity to laugh while in this situation?" He said

"I mean , i guess" i replied

We laughed.

"I feel bad for ur arms" i said , he raised his eyebrows.

"Im heavy and i know that" i said

"No you aren't" he said

"My dog is heavier than you" he said and laughed.

I smacked his chest.

"Is that suppose to be a compliment?" I asked looking at him annoyed

"I don't think so " he said sarcasticly.

"Are we out of the woods yet?" I asked him.

*this remind me of taylor swifts song called " out of the woods" lmao*

He nodded.

Mattheo's p.o.v

While i was bringing Y/n to my room , Enzo spotted us.

"Guess somebodys getting lucky tonight" Enzo said smirking at us.

"Fuck you Enzo" Y/n said middle fingering Enzo

"She's injured" i said in a serious tone.

I continued walking towards my room

I opened the door in my room and luckly , my roommates weren't there , probably eating outside.

I putted Y/n Gently in my bed as i was finding my emergency kit.



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