A Match Made In Hell

Chapter 19: The Morning After

Hey guys! Sorry I didn't update, I had a lot of school work to catch up on [currently have all A's, thanks for asking :)] and I was also stumped on how to get this book to finish. This isn't the last chapter, we have ONE MORE CHAPTERRRR and then this book will be finished and I will start writing my FeDex book, which does not have a title because its a secret >:) (if you dm me I will probably tell you lmao). Also, last chapter was just a smut chapter. Nothing happened besides sex and then them saying they love each other. ANYWAYS!!!

Story time!

-Rared

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Keefe POV

Rolling over and seeing the love of your absolute life when you wake up is one of the best feelings in the world. He's still asleep, his face relaxed and not usually pinched in an angry fit. It's like a secret he's told me; something private only I can experience (I am such a VIP, I know). I don't know why I had so much faith that the match makers would find me a perfect person, because they did, tore him away, and I took him back.

Woah there, Keefster. I think to myself, We're getting a little too lovey-dovey for my taste.

I then focus on resisting the temptation to boop Tam on the nose. I know he wouldn't know. But I would burst out in laughter if I did. It could jeopardize our relationship. My life would be sad once more. The world could explode. People could be ripped to shreds.

And yet, my finger rises without my permission and starts inching towards him-

"Keefe, if you're about to tap me on the nose, God help me I will wrestle you to the ground and not intend going easy on you." Tam says, his eyes still closed.

"Oh, Tam, you know me so well." I roll onto my back, sighing. "How long were you awake?"

"Long enough to wake up to you staring me in my face." He says, sitting up, "You must've spaced out because I definitely opened my eyes."

"You're sleep-deprived." I say.

"You're delusional." He shoots back.

"You're in love."

"You're in love." Tam smiles. "Idiot."

"I am no fool!" I pout. I then grin, "I am only foolishly in love."

"And for that, I am sorry." He rolls his eyes. He then looks around his room, perplexed. "What now, Keefe?"

"School?" I say, as the author of this fanfic scrolls back through the document to find what day it is. "I mean, they never said we couldn't go back to school."

"I'm assuming it'll be dangerous, so maybe we shouldn't?" Tam shrugs. "That is, if we were out to the public."

"True, true." I sigh, "I am super buff though, so why should we care?"

"To be out or to go to school?"

"Both! I want to kiss you in the corridors and make fun of you loving me every day of my life, Tam." I say in a sweet voice, "And, of course, I want our friends to be involved with the torment."

"I thought that people are different in private, but it turns out you're just the same." Tam says sarcastically.

"Shots! Fired!" I pretend to be shot in the chest, and melodramatically throw myself against the bed, pretending to bleed all over the place, "Oh, my dearest, sweet Tam, why did you have to kill me!?"

"You were in front of my gun." Tam plays along, "I was just shooting air."

"That's what they all say." I shake my head, "Tam, are you worried about us?"