*Day 5*
Only 2 more days till we won't see each other for 3 months. I'm crying my eyes out on our hotel room floor. Matt comes in.
"Matt: What's wrong?"
"Me: We won't see each other for 3 months after Saturday! I wanna be with you every second every day!"
I start messing around with my ring, I threw it across the room. Matt grabbed my hand and pulled me close. I cried for hours, I didn't wanna leave him. Matt grabbed my ring from where I threw it. He put it back on my hand.
I got up from the floor, I threw myself onto the bed. Matt layed next to me and pulled me close and tight.
"Me: Matt, I love you! Why do you have to do this? You said you never wanna leave me but now this is what's happening!"
He stroked my hair, I fell asleep on his chest. My makeup was all smeared, luckily I didn't have a lot on.
*Morning*
I woke up with my face feeling tight from when I was crying. I pulled out of Matt's arms, then went to the bathroom to wipe my face. I sat on the bathroom floor, I was trying to clear all this pain out of me.
After an hour later, I walked out of the bathroom. Matt started waking up, I hurried into the bed and faced the other way from Matt. He woke up, I was trying not to look. He shook me lightly, I pretended I haven't been up for 3 hours crying my eyes out. He sat up in bed and asked "Are you okay?" I looked into his eyes, I could see they had worry in them, "Yeah, yeah I'm fine!" I rubbed my eyes and got up from bed then walked over to my suitcase.
I was searching through my bag roughly, Matt walked up behind me and pulled me close. I grabbed his arms and bit my lip, hoping he wouldn't find something, I stole from his suitcase. I grabbed some clothes and walked to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, I came out of the bathroom wearing,
My clothes: black vans, ripped gray skinny jeans, pink Floyd muscle tank, and a light black jacket with thumb holes, with holes slightly on the edges. My hair was pulled back into a pony tail with part of the front hanging down to hide my brown hazel eyes. Light smokey eyes, slight touch of mascara.
Matt still complimented me, even though I thought I looked like a total wreck. I sat on the front edge of Nash's bed with him still in it, I flipped through the channels picking random movies.
Matt went into the bathroom, then came out wearing red skinny jeans, white vans, then a gray tshirt. His hair wasn't brushed with it flying all over the place.
He came and sat next to me, pushing me a little when he scooted on the bed. He pushed on my lower back, causing me to sit up straight. I pulled him closer and kissed him. His soft pink lips, against my plumped red lips. He started on my top lip then worked down to the bottom lip. I smiled into the kiss yet went back to a straight face but was still kissing. I pulled my ripped sleeves up to the back of his neck, I could feel him start to get chills.
Then he pulled back to look into my eyes, I felt Nash kick me. I turned around, and yelled "Nash! What was that for?!?" He said with a sarcastic look "Sorry!" I walked back to my bed and sat down. Matt sat back next to me a pulled me onto his lap. Each of my legs on his sides, I pulled him into a tight hug, he pulled me even tighter.
This was our last day together, he cried into my neck. I felt tears running down my back. I pulled him out of my neck an kissed him, more passionately than ever, making him think I'm irresistible.
