Heartburn (Matt Tuck/OFC)

Chapter 7

Arial's Pov

I could barely breathe.

It was bad enough I had a horrible fever and probably food poisoning, but now I had Matt pushed up on me making it a hundred times hotter in the room, at least for me.

I mean, obviously having Matt pushed up against me was the best thing that ever happened to me in my entire existence, but to be honest, I couldn't handle my feelings too well, and he just made me feel more sick.

Matt circled his arms around my waist and lightly pressed his soft pink lips to mine again and again.

After about two minutes, which actually seemed like a quarter of a second, he pulled away, letting me finally catch my breath.

"I sh-should probably...g-get in there before the water...uh-gets cold." I stuttered while pointing to the tub. I was still in shock about him kissing me, and I was still nervous as hell.

"Mhmm." He replied nodding. 

But he didn't move at all. 

He licked his lips as he looked at mine.

He looked as if he were in some sort of trance.

He leaned in one last time but, like the amazing person that I am, I had to ruin it by talking.

Story of my life.

"M-Matt..I...Cody.." Was all I managed to say, but it was enough to kill the mood. 

His hands dropped from my waist to his sides and he sighed with frustration written all over his face.

"Oh...great." He muttered.

And without saying another word, he left, slamming the door on his way out.

I stripped and slid into the bathtub, playing the recent events over and over in my head. 

I always always always, have to mess things up.

I had everything I've ever wanted just a few minutes ago, but, being ME, I fucked it up.

I closed my eyes and thought about his soft lips.

Kill me please.

-Two Weeks Later-

It was here.

The day I had been dreading since I told Cody I had kissed Matt, was here.

Fuck winter formal. I wanted to die.

The minute I told Cody I had kissed Matt, he made an expression I could never forget. He looked so hurt, and disappointed. 

I mean, for me, honestly that relationship was going a bit too fast for me, so I didn't see the big deal, but apparently to him it was a huge deal. 

We still talked to each other, but it was always just an awkward 'hi' or a 'what's Ms. Lopez talking about again?'.

And Matt.

Matt wasn't talking to me at all. 

And that, that hurt even more than my step-dad's intentionally hurtful comments and insults. 

Because Matt had always been around, I had always gotten along with him so well, until that moment where I just had to screw it up.

I knew Padge quickly realized something was up between us, but he never really bothered to ask.

I was still going to winter formal, but only because Natalie and Sam had almost gotten on their knees begging for me to go with them and have a 'girls night'.