Runaway // Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 23

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I rubbed my eyes and forced them open. My head and hands were resting on Matt's chest. His body was warm. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. I could hear and feel him chuckling.

"Good morning Z." Matt looked down at me.

"Good morning Matt." I returned and got up to go brush my teeth, just because I couldn't stand morning breath. I was assuming Matt had too, it was a thing he had to do every morning too before he even ate.

I slowly walked because of last night. Let's just put it that I wasn't used to sex since we hadn't done it in a while until yesterday, and he was pretty rough. But every second of it was worth it.

Matt looked up at me, noticing how slow I was walking.

"What's wrong?" His eyebrows furrowed together.

"Nothing, nothing." I smiled back at him, because he was going to love it if he knew why.

"Oh okay-wait!" He looked at me with a smirk as I carefully sat beside him.

"What?"

"Was last night a little too rough?" Matt scratched the back of his neck, and he cracked the cutest smile.

I nodded and threw my hands over my face out of embarrassment. My cheeks were probably red as a tomato. Matt wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly. I took my hands away from my face. Matt had scooted me between his legs, but I facing away from him.

"That was how I make love, you just see how I fuck baby." Matt pressed his lips onto my neck and mumbled those words.

"But my body aches." I pouted to him.

"I'd say I'm sorry, but god damn last night was amazing." He rested his chin on my shoulder.

Matt was scrolling through some website, looking for cheap tickets to go some music festival with artists including and like Calvin Harris. It sounded fun so I joined him in the search for tickets.

We found some decent priced tickets and decided to buy them. It was a weekend pass not far from where we currently were. At the same time, it could be a fun little road trip and sort of a getaway with Matt. The festival was this weekend, which left us with 3 days left to pack.

I was so excited for this weekend. It was going to be loads of fun. Matt intertwined our fingers, pulling our hands together. I could see that he was happy, happier than he had been in the past few months. He looked healthy and full of life. Those past three months he seemed like he was nervous and tense all the time.

"Your body still hurting?" Matt asked.

"No, I'm fine now." I assured him.

"Good, now lets get some food. I'm starving!" He exclaimed and patted his stomach.

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Matt's dad was driving us around since both of us didn't want to drive. He was probably killing us in his mind. I felt bad. We had picked up some groceries that my mom had texted me to get. While we were out of the house, she had come home.

I don't know. I was starting to grow distant from my mom due to her constantly working. She didn't really have time for me. My world sort of crumbled after she and my dad divorced. I just wish it never happened. I wish that we were a family, but at least I have Matt.

We reached my place and I was still lost in my thoughts. Matt waved his hands in front of my face and caught my attention.

"We reached your place." Matt repeated.