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Hailey's POV:

"Actually... Chris is uhm... right..." Matt said quietly as he entered the room, avoiding eye contact with everyone as blush lightly rose up his cheeks.

"About what...?" I ask hesitantly.

"Can I talk to you for a second...?" Matt asked quietly and Alissa and Chris just stared at us blankly.

"Holy... shit. Chris, you can have your $20 back..." Alissa said as she quietly handed him the money and I left the room with Matt.

"OKAY WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled the moment the door to his room shut.

"Okay okay okay... calm down please." He said as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Matt. What happened last night. The FULL STORY!" I say with crossed arms as he avoided eye contact.

"Okay so uhm... I left you alone at the party, Chris found you high and hanging out with a random guy you probably ran into, and you had who knows how many weed brownies... so he called me and I took you home, I don't even know how Nick, Chris, and Alissa got home I forgot if we drove separately or not but they got home so that's all that matters. But uh... I told you to go to sleep and you did but then when I went to sleep you kept waking me up for hours and hours and hours... and every time you kept apologizing and somehow we ended up talking about how you thought I was staring at you because you were ugly or looked weird and that really wasn't the reason at all and I couldn't sleep because I was worried about you. But uhm... when you uh kept doubting yourself I kind of kissed you to stop you from continuing to fucking speak... uhm and then somehow one kiss led to another kiss and I think I said some weird flirty ass shit and yeah Uhm fuck. Sorry." Matt said, finishing his entire rant/fucking story time of how we apparently made out last night. The worst part is that I remember it... and it wasn't just a weird ass dream.

"Uhm... so I wasn't dreaming and you did actually say some really flirty shit last night and we- okay. Uh. Fuck." I said, running a hand through my hair and avoiding eye contact with him.

"Hailey."

"Matt."

We said each other's names at the same time.

"Sorry.. you talk." Matt said.

I sighed lightly. "Okay, uhm... so if that did all happen... and I'm not completely crazy did you actually say that you uhm..." I started but stopped myself. This is the most uncomfortably terrifying conversation I've ever had with him.

"That I might've fucking liked it..." Matt finished my thought for me and I started blushing worse than I already was.

"And maybe I said that I might be falling for you..." Matt added.

"Yeah... I said that." Matt whispered.

"Well if I remember right I didn't hate it..." I said quickly continuing to look down with my face probably bright read at this point.

"What was that princess?" I heard Matt say, knowing he heard me just because of the smirk I KNOW was on his face.

I blushed even fucking more and I didn't think it was possible.

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