𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐦 [Christopher & Matthew Sturniolo]

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Taylor Withlock

The way Matt holds your face while kissing you will ruin me one day, but not today, not now. At this moment I can feel the butterflies in my stomach as I run my nails along the back of his neck. His breath tastes like Orbit gum, and he gives little smiles in between the kiss as if he can't contain his feelings. When the kiss was over he placed one last kiss on my lips and opened his eyes slowly.

"Well, I guess that really makes us more than friends," he stated between chuckles and I followed.

"How did that happen?" I asked more to myself than to him.

"I mean, you sure couldn't resist my charm" he pretended to brag and I rolled my eyes giving him a little tap on the shoulder.

"Yeah, the whole writing on the beach thing is really quite charming" I teased and he feigned an offended expression.

"Hey, you kissed me, so it worked" Matt winked.

"Just don't let your brother know" I joked and let a laugh escape, but the moment the phrase reached his ears Matt grew serious, and seemed to realize something I hadn't picked up on.

"I have to take you home," he stood up quickly from where we were sitting, startling me by the sudden change of mood. What? Was he really afraid of his brother finding out?

"Wait, what? Why" I tried to make sense out of the situation but he just ignored me and waited for me to stand up "Matt, is everything okay?" I tried to get up slowly so I could talk, but he was tapping his foot quickly completely impatient.

"Yeah, I just remembered I have to do something" he replied and before I could run my hands down my pants to get any of the pier dust off he was already marching to his car leaving me behind.

His speed was so rapid that he even left his precious notebook behind. I picked it up off the ground and tried to follow him in his stride to the car and when I arrived he was already sitting in the driver's seat waiting for me to get in, so it didn't take me long to open the door and get into the passenger seat.

"You forgot your..." before I could finish my sentence, his eyes widened and he took the notebook from my hand in the rudest way possible, and threw it in the back seat. What's wrong with you?" that was insane, two minutes ago he was happy that he kissed me and now he was acting like a complete asshole.

"This is not the time to discuss this, trust me"

"If you're worried about Nic..."

"It's not about Nic, Taylor!" he raised his tone of voice a little more taking me by surprise, and in the dumbest sense where I thought he was going to apologize he just starts the car, makes the beacon for us to get out of there and drives away in silence.

I could say something, I could push him further, I could even yell at him like he just did, but I keep quiet. Not because I agree with this shitty attitude he is displaying, but because I don't have the energy or the will to argue with him right now. We drove all the way home in silence, when we reached the street and he parked next to my driveway, I looked at him hoping for at least some kind of goodbye, but he just kept staring straight ahead with his jaw clenched. He couldn't even look at me? Really? What was going on?

"Bye" I said snidely, before getting out of the car and slamming the door hard expecting some reaction from him but even that didn't occur. I sighed defeated and just walked to the front door of my house. I hurriedly walked into the living room and grabbed a pillow and threw it aside. No, seriously, what the fuck is going on? I know at this age is a time when we don't know what we want and all that shit, but not even when I'm on my period do I change my mind so drastically like this. All right, focus, Taylor. Paige had said before that she suspected something was up, and now more than ever I am sure that definitely he and the brothers are hiding something, but what could it be? Nothing comes to mind, but I know exactly where the answer to my problems might be; Matthew's notebook. He himself said that he writes everything in there, so trying my luck won't kill me. I have to get that notebook again.