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CanadaXReader Fun Fact Part 4: It was suddenly Friday. You walked to school late, on purpose, so that you and Mattie didn't have time to talk. You had your first class with him, but you were taking a test today, so the chance of talking at all was out. Any other classes you had with him, you guys were sitting too far apart to talk. It was the perfect plan. Classes went by in a flash, too short in your case, mainly because of today. You guys were gonna walk to the front of the school like usual, and he'd wait for his brother, and you'd leave to walk home. Your heart was pounding, your palms were sweating, and your movements were more shake

CanadaXReader Fun Fact Part 3: Months had passed, and you somehow managed to tell Mattie a fact every day so far, even the weekends. You looked them up every night, and you had a just-in-case list tucked into your bag. That small tingling feeling you felt had somehow became a lot more stronger. You could swear with every word you said, it became a little stronger than the last time you felt it. The only time you really felt it was when you were talking to or about Mattie. The more you thought about it, the more you realized how much you enjoyed talking to Matthew, and how much you liked being around him. You realized just the thought of him

CanadaXReader Fun Fact Part 2: "Are you even listening?" you asked your longtime best friend, Matthew Williams. "Eh? Oh, sorry ________," he said while turning toward you. He scratched the back of his head, and laughed a little nervously, "Would you mind saying that again?" You sighed, jokingly. "What ever shall I do with you, Mattie?" You shook your head with fake disappointment. "Anyway, did you know it only takes 0.2 seconds to fall in love? Crazy, right?" You smiled, "Maybe I should tell you facts like this everyday. Yeah?" "I wouldn't mind.." he said. "Quiet as can be Mattie, and I'll make sure not to repeat facts. Hehe." It was si

CanadaXReader Fun Fact You sat, bored, in your kitchen. You were awaiting for the arrival of your husband, Matthew Williams. You'd been home for a while now, and there was nothing to do. You could bake one of the pizzas sitting in your freezer, or sew together that skirt you left in your closet. Maybe even go over and talk to your neighbors, but they were probably busy. What was there to do? You got up, and looked around. You had just moved into this house, so there was a fair amount of sealed boxes. You started unpacking boxes, since there was clearly nothing better to do. Eventually, you came across a yellow album. It was thick and was d