chapter seventeen

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*carter's point of view*

My life was so much better with Matthew in it. I really liked Matthew but on the other hand I was scared of risk.

Risk of everyone finding out and you're probably thinking "but what about Taylor and Shawn?" No one else will be as cute as Taylor an Shawn. Not even Matt and I.

I'm lying in a hotel bed in God only knows where, staring at a sleeping Matt.

He's cute, so cute. I glanced over his sweatshirt frowning slightly. Was that just in my dream or does he really self-harm?

My heart sped up and I never leaped out of bed so fast. I quietly made my way over to Matt, stepping cautiously over potentially loud objects.

I kneeled on the side of Matt's bed, so my face was two inches away from his. I leaned in and kissed his forehead.

He groggily woke up and mumbled, "Carter, I'm really tired. Leave me alone."

"I'll cuddle with you."

Really Carter, really?

Matt scooted over, "okay."

As I climbed into his bed, it was so warm under the covers I never want to leave, I settled my head on his head.

"Can I see your arms really quick?" I asked.

His breath seemed to get caught in his throat, "why?! I'm no-"

"If you're doing what I think you are, it's fine. I can help you."

Matt sighed and rolled up both of his sweatshirt sleeves. I felt the tears already coming.

"Matt," I breathed, tracing my finger over a couple lines of scars. They weren't littered around his skin, it was just three or four on each arm. They were little and didn't look new.

"I'm better now." He shrugged, "don't know how to get rid of the scars though."

"They don't define you as a person," I said, seizing his chin with my fingers and making him look at me. "I think you're just as beautiful as before."

"Thanks," he giggled.

I kissed his scars before pulling his sweatshirt sleeves down and pulling the boy closer to me by his waist, "promise to come see me if you want to do it again?"

"Promise."

"Thank you," I sighed with relief, "go back to bed love bug."

He laughed at his old nickname.

"Will do, Carter. I love you."

I acted like I didn't hear the last part.

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authors note:

lmao whatever

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