Matt x Mark + Oneshots

Chap 2.

Mark Pov📚

I opened the door, hoping it wasn't a robber. Then again, we don't have much to steal. But instead of a man clad in black wielding a knife, there was a man who looked identical to me. "Matt?" I turned on the light to find the ginger tugging at one of my sweaters that was buried underneath a pile of books. Matt looked up, and froze. Questions were going in and out of my mind. Why was he here? How did he get in here? I slowly shut the door behind me. Eddie would have a fit if he saw any of the neighbours in our apartment. "Why are you trying to get one of my sweaters?" Matt's freckled face turned bright pink as he let go of the sweater sleeve. "Uh..art project." I raised an eyebrow. That had to be the dumbest excuse out there. "Yeah right. I want an honest answer." 

Matt's Pov🪞

My heart had to be going faster than normal. All I wanted to do was just grab his sweater and go. I locked eyes with him as I bit at my nails. There was no way I could tell him I was gonna use his sweater as a pillow case. And there was no way I could tell him about my major crush on him since high school. 

We chatted a bit during our 9th grade year. And he had most of the girls on him. But he would always make time for our chats. I thought it could work out, but he started dating Todd. He seemed fine with the relationships, but as the months went by, he changed. He avoided people. His grades went down. He started wearing high turtleneck sweaters instead of flannels. I asked him one day what that was about, but he forgot I existed. Which leads us to right now.

Mark shook his head and pointed to the window. "I'm guessing you broke in through the window, so get going, Ginger." I stood there, not really wanting to leave. Maybe I could think of another one of my terrible excuses. "But- I sprained my ankle coming in here. Can I stay here for the night? I'll leave straight away tomorrow morning." Silence. Mark groaned and rubbed his eyes. "Fine. Stay in here until Eddie leaves. Then we'll see what we can do about your ankle." He turned and left the room, leaving me quietly squealing with joy.

Mark Pov📚

I leaned against the door, tugging at my hair. "Why did I do that?" The truth was..I hated being lonely while Eddie was gone. If I didn't have anything to do, I'd think back to the past. Back to Skye. Back to Todd. And that was something I didn't want to do.

(I want to make something clear. Todd is the neighbour version of Tord. And Skye is an Oc I made up that you will find out more about)