"Are you wearing all of this tonight?" Matt's tone was abrasive as he pointed to your clothes all over the bed. He was being sarcastic, with his eyebrows furrowed, making you think he was annoyed. You sighed from where you were in the bathroom and you closed your eyes, trying your best to respond as nice as possible.
"I'll move it in a minute"
"Oh, so you're not? I was just wondering because it's all on the bed that I'm trying to make" He mumbled and you felt your patience wearing thin. The night in the hotel after a day of travelling, means you didn't sleep well and it wasn't your contraception messing with your hormones.
You didn't respond as you walked back into the room, grabbed the clothes and shoved them into your suitcase. You pulled out a swimsuit because Matt insisted the two of you go for a swim in the sea, when you wanted to sight see. You grumbled about it last night, which put him in a bad mood so he said he'd go with Nick and Chris. But, his alarm woke you at the crack of dawn, so you didn't have a choice.
"At least act like you want to be here" he jabbed once you reached the rocky beach. He took his clothes off, before getting into the water in his trunks.
"Sorry I didn't want to go swimming when I'm tired, Matt" you rolled your eyes, stripping down and following him into the water. You stood there, shaking from the cold as he swam around.
"Don't you think I'm tired too?" He asked, going up to you, rubbing his hand over his face. "It'll wake you up"
"Couldn't we just have coffee, like normal people? You'll get sick from this, it's too cold"
"Anything else you want to complain about?" He shook his head and swam away and left you scowling. You splashed water in his direction and he ignored it.
You got out of the water; not wanting to spend any longer in the freezing cold. You pulled a towel over your shoulders and sat on a bench up on the pier, watching Matt in the water.
A phone camera click dragged you out of your mood as you looked to the side, spotting a group of girls starting to gather and mumble to themselves, looking at you and Matt. Matt's sixth sense comes alive and he got out of the water, giving the girls a smile as he dried himself. You stood up and copied his actions. You didn't mind meeting his fans, they were lovely and sometimes just wanted a chat.
"I hope they don't post those" you mumbled, walking closer to Matt out of nervousness that the girls were following you.
"You know they will" was all he said, fixing the bag on his shoulder. You sighed, attempting to shake off your bad mood.
"Your creasing your shoes" you half laughed, pointing at the back of Matt's sneakers. Matt scoffed and waved his arms in defeat, making the humour you tried to force into the conversation disappear.
"Anything else? We've been here half and an hour and your biting my head off"
You now felt angry instead of irritated as you wrapped the towel around yourself, picking up your walking speed.
"I'll just shut the fuck up, will I?" You snapped. Matt went quiet, before letting out a deep breath.
The car ride back to the hotel was silent aside from Matt grumbling at cars and you could feel a headache coming on. Back at the hotel, you stripped off to have a shower. The water did a good job at reducing the feeling but it didn't shake your bad mood and you found yourself back in bed while Matt went for a walk with Nick and Chris.
You woke to the sound of clattering and saw Matt at his suitcase, holding up a wash bag you bought him so he'd stop taking yours. He was throwing stuff into it, with a frown on his face.
