Runaway // Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 19

"Matt its okay." I quickly grabbed his hand to some how show him that I wasn't going to run off with anyone else.

"Let's go dance." He grabbed my hand and pulled us to the group of people.

I followed and he placed us in the center of the group of drunk or high people that were dancing. I was already uncomfortable and moved closer to Matt.

Matt grabbed my waist with his hands and pulled me to him. He took full control, not letting our eyes break contact for even a second. My arms moved themselves behind his neck and he smirked.

We slowly swayed while the others around us grinded on each other. Matt wasn't like that in public. He would rather save all that for when we were alone. Although the closest we had gotten to each other was kissing, and he wanted more than that but was reluctant.

It felt like everything around us slowed down and it was just Matt and I. We had moved apart a little but still remained dancing. A girl placed her hand on Matt's on shoulder, looking at him seductively in order to entice him.

Matt looked back at her and pried her hand off of his shoulder. She placed it back there almost too quickly and I was getting angry. Matt wasn't going to shove her away roughly, because it would be taken the wrong way. But Matt repeated his actions of gently pushing her hand off of him.

She just wasn't going to listen and yes, I was getting jealous. I didn't want any other girl touching Matt. Matt frowned at her and I held onto Matt's shoulders so she could no longer place her hand there.

Matt looked back at me and gave me a small smile. She really was that desperate to get laid, wasn't she. God, she was so persistent. She kept eyeing him and I was done with this shit.

I crashed my lips onto Matt's, surprising him. His eyes widened and then slowly shut. His grip on my waist tightened and his lips started to respond to mine. My hands cupped his face. The alcohol kicked in to his system and he left soft kisses down my neck. This was the side of Matt that contradicted what I said of him doing all this in private.

I stared back at that girl who just glared at me and walked away. I smirked to myself and focused back onto Matt. How much alcohol did he really have? One of his hands traced down my back and then gently grabbed it, startling me.

I held his face and his eyes focused back to mine. He immediately let go of my butt and I could tell he was blushing in the darkness. I grabbed his hand and pulled us out of the drunk crowd.

Matt kissed my cheek and apologized for going too far out there, but I told him not to. I really didn't have any problem with it. Hell, he could do it all over again for hours.

"Let's get another drink?" He asked me, but I denied it and let him grab another.

Matt and the Jacks left to get a drink, while I hung around Sammy. Sammy had a toothy grin on his face once I approached him.

"What?" I frowned in confusion.

"What was that out there? Lil Zoe jealous." Sammy teased and poked at me.

"She was bothering him." I defended, throwing my hands up.

"Okay, okay." Sammy trailed off as the boys joined us.

Matt had definitely had one to many drinks. He stumbled across the yard and over to me. His hand rested on my shoulder for support. He reeked off alcohol, way too much. Matt never drank this much unless someone challenged him.

"Heyyyy Zoeeee." His words slurred out so easily.

"Hi Matt." I chuckled, finding it funny how he was acting.