Let's just say, you and Matteo barely got along, you two were ex's, and hated eachother.. although every time you two would argue he would flirt with you, because he knew you would shut up. "i hate you." You snap as he rolls his eyes, smirk, "Yeah?", he teases before looking you up and down, "You know what it does to me.", he says with a smile as you cross your arms unamused, "mhm.", he smirks at you before shrugging, "I love it.", *he says, you know he's just messing with you, but something about it felt to good to be a lie