Disallowed ⇔ Matty Healy

Chapter 6

"Right. Lets get this show on the road, shall we?" My dad gives me and Danny a nod before reaching his arm out to give a knock on the door. But sure, mum being her typical high maintenance, Victoria Beckham wannabe - self. Taps my dad's hand away so she could re-arrange her blouse and pencil skirt, straightening it up to make herself look... Well, exactly the same as she did before.

"Come on already!" Danny stomps his foot with a small complaint. Still non the wiser to what's going on here. But he's obviously excited. While I'm basically frothing at the mouth with anger.

"Okay okay" Mum rolls her eyes before knocking on the door herself. "Big smiles" she tells us through her huge, fake one.

A small woman, I'd say in her late forties, greets us at the door. Giving us all a smile each before stepping to the side to open up the door more "Please, come in" she tells us, overly cheery.

She closes the door as we all cram into the small, dull hallway. "It's the Jones Family i presume?" she asks, taking a look at each of us again. As though she's inspecting us. She better stop that now.

My mum nods.

"No shit" i mumble under my breath. Danny hearing and having a little chuckle behind his hand. My dad hearing and knocking his elbow into me, disapprovingly. As he still stands with that fake, smug smile at her.

I sigh, folding my arms across my chest. Knowing and now purposely coming across as rude. Good. I hope it makes the lady hate us and decide the boy can't come with us. I'd love nothing more.

"If you'd like to go through into the living area" she gestures with her hand through to the room opposite us. "And I'll give Matthew a call and make sure he has everything, ready to go" she dashes off, out of the room quickly.

I fling myself down on the sofa, and lay myself down across it.

My mum suddenly tuts out loud. "Get up!" she demands through clenched teeth. Her irritation amusing me.

"It's a sofa. That;s what people have them for, duh" i laugh.

My dad clears his throat. "Get up Della. Don't be so disrespectful" What? It's a sodding sofa for god sake!

The door opens again just as i stand, mumbling and cursing under my breath at how much i hate this.

"Here we go" She speaks, heading towards us and joins us again. We all lean back to look across at the door. Expecting him to be following on right behind her. I laugh at the fact she's basically just talked to herself.

There's no one there.

She turns, figuring what i found amusing "Matthew?" she calls him. 

"What?" he snaps, finally deciding to join us.

Jheez. I thought i had an attitude problem.

"These are the Jones family" she tells him with a warm smile, followed with a look to encourage him to join us as he stays stood near the door.

I bite my bottom lip to stop my laughter escaping. Strangely loving the fact that he seems to not be happy about coming with us. I'm cut off when i look across and see him frowning across at me.

Arsehole.

My mum takes a step closer to him. "Hi, Matthew. I'm Mrs Jones. But you can just call me Maria" She then gestures to my dad "And this is Darren" she smiles faintly at him. Now nervous and unsure with his behavior towards us.

He ignores my mum. He turns, taking his attention out of the window.

"I could of told you this was a stupid idea" I laugh. Feeling slightly smug for a second.

"Does she ever shut up?" he shocks us all when he eventually speaks. But obviously non of them as shocked as me.

"I beg your pardon?" i snap. Ready to rugby tackle him to the ground or some shit.

His time to laugh. With an eye roll aimed at me. "And you are?" he asks with zero interest. Just aiming to piss me off more.

And then some more when he begins to look me up and down.

"Della. And clearly someone you know nothing about so you better watch your-"

""Right!" my dad rushed voice cuts me off. "Shall we take your things to the car?" My dad steps in before things get out of hand here.

"Whatever" Matthew shrugs but already heads for the door with his things.

"I'm coming" Danny runs off in front of my dad just as they get out of the room. "I'm Danny" i hear him telling Matthew.

Let me just hear him be rude to Danny. I'll... He'll wish he'd of stayed here. Yeah, Danny's an annoying little shit. But he's my annoying little shit.

My mum reaches for the woman's hand. "Well it was lovely meeting you Miss Watson. Thanks ever so much for everything. Matthew will do just fine with us" she tells her with a firm nod and confident smile before we all head for the door.

I'm relieved when i see Matthew sat behind the drivers seat and Danny sat in the middle. Even though that's still not enough distance between us for my liking. But it will do, for now. As long as he keeps his distance from me back home.

I plug my earphones in again. Making it known to him i don't and never will want to make effort to talk to him.

I rest my head on the cool window, i close my eyes, blocking out the world.

Before I've had chance to put on my music, i hear Matthew talking to Danny. "Hey, so how old's your sister?"

"fifteen" he answers. I can tell he's smiling up at him as he chats to him. Why didn't he just ask me himself?

"How old are you?" Danny asks him.

"Sixteen" he one word answers him.

"I'm nine" he tells him. Sounding a little upset that he didn't ask him.

I press the play button on my screen. Not wanting to hear their small chit chat.