I wasn't excited to go to school that day. I never was excited, but at least Matthew was there. Ive been crushing on him since the beginning of the school year, and I wasn't sure how to tell him. He was obnoxiously flirty with me, always growling at me when talking to me, and it made me wild with longing and lust.
I left the house, immediately getting butterflies in my stomach, even just thinking about getting to ride the bus with him. If only it were him I was riding... I'm walking up the steps on the bus, and I see Matthew, what a damn hottie. He jokingly pats his lap, before moving aside so I could sit with him. My face turns red as I walk down the aisle. I feel as if every eye is on me, though the only eyes I want on me are Matthew's. As I sit down next to him, I hear his deep, gravelly voice greeting me with his sexy smirk. "Hey," he said. Oh god. He said so little but still... Matthew could just look at me and I would feel something inside.
"Hey," I squeak out. The rising and falling of his chest makes me imagine him shirtless and sitting in front of me. I can't help but look down to his shorts. Oh shit. I can fucking see it. God damn. I quickly look up, but I'm sure he's seen me. "Anyway, um how are you feeling today," I quickly ask, shifting my bag onto my lap. "Fine. Would be better if I was alone with you," he purred at me. Oh shit, Matthew.
I don't even know how we aren't dating yet. I'm sure it's obvious I'm down bad for him, and he sure as hell acts like he wants to go down on me. Snapping out of my daze, my eyes find themselves looking at the sensual, deep brown irises of Matthew's. He caught me staring at him, and he smirks at me. My face gets hot, hotter than he is, and I look away. "You're blushing," he says, smiling at me. His eyes narrow towards mine, slightly closed. Oh my fucking god. I swear my stomach flipping itself just thinking about him. "Uh huh, whatever you say," I snap, with a hint of sarcasm. I'm smiling, but really I want to see him in a dark room, no clothes.
My stop is the last, so we always arrive at school after a short while. Whenever we do get there, I quickly mutter a bye to Matthew and get off the bus. My first class is with my friend, and I can't wait to absolutely rave to her about Matthew. Although, I'll probably withhold some information. She doesn't need to know about me getting aroused seeing Matthew's thing.
I pretty much "bore" my way through the rest of the day, right up until my last period, where I get to see Matthew again. I walk into my 4th period class, and immediately spot Matthew. He smiles when he sees me, and I can't help but feel my stomach rise up into my throat. I wish something else was in my throat... I walk over to sit at his table where a few of his jock friends sit as well. They're relatively attractive, and sometimes I imagine them (with Matthew) taking turns doing whatever they want to me. However, Matthew is the sexiest out of all of them. "Hey boys," I mock, squinting my eyes and biting my lip. "Hey, sexy," Matthew growls at me, jokingly. So fucking attractive, even if he's joking. "Heyyyy," his friends all respectively say to to me, laughing. I, again, begin to blush.
Of course class goes on, and although I'm tempted to reach over and grab Mathew, slam his against the wall, and start making out with him, I resist the urge. However, at the end of class, Matthew came up to me as I was leaving. "Hey, wanna come over to my place after school tomorrow? You can stay for dinner too. Although I wonder what we're gonna do for dessert," he says, smirking at me for the last sentence. I get butterflies again, and I quickly respond with a yes. I walk off. What. The. Fuck. I'm going to Matthew's house.
