Runaway // Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 25

Matt looked at me confused for a moment. I wasn't sure if he would be happy or angry with me. I looked at him still and these five minutes of silence. A little smile appeared on his face before he thought about the situation. His eyes widened and he looked at me dumbfounded.

"Woah woah woah what?" He had mixed emotions on his face.

"Matt, I'm playing with you. I'm not pregnant." I began laughing just remembering how funny it was seeing his face have so many different emotions.

He frowned and purposely exaggerated his pout.

"Don't do that to me! I was scared and happy and scared again." He shook his head at me.

"I'm sorry." I giggled with my laughter slowly dying down.

"Even if you were really pregnant, I'd still be the happiest guy ever babe." He hugged and rubbed my back.

"Really?" I held him tightly, on my tip-toes since I was quite short compared to him.

"Why wouldn't I be happy? We would made some cute ass kids." He teased me.

"Who knows maybe we will." I smiled as we broke our hug.

"We will when we are ready. I only want you to have my kids, nobody else." He held my hands.

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Day of the trip to Barcelona

I always put packing at the last minute which was probably not the most smart thing to do. I was awful when it came to trips. Matt was surprisingly much more organized than me. Leaving packing to the last minute made me frantically rush to shove things in my bag and hope that they would last me for the week we were staying there for. The trip was short but worth it.

Swim suit. I had to pack some of those. Recently I had put on a little weight and wasn't comfortable with my body as much. Had I known we were going to Barcelona, I would have worked out. I threw in two one piece but kept a few two pieces with me. Sometimes I liked one pieces more though.

Why am I discussing swimsuits with myself?

My packing was finally done. Thank you God. Now I just had to take a quick shower. I showered within 15 minutes, knowing Matt would be here soon. I wore some yoga pants and one of my old high school shirts. It was a pretty lengthy flight, being around 8 hours so I was dressing for comfort. I didn't even bother with make up. I tied my hair into a loose bun and put on my white slip-on vans.

I was pretty confident that I had everything. I managed to pull this off. I made sure I had my passport. It was the most important besides the tickets, which Matt had. I wasn't stressed out anymore. Honestly, I was just ready for this vacation.

I barley finished in time. Matt texted me saying that he was in the cab and it would be at my place in 10 minutes. I hauled my luggage downstairs and waited for the bell to ring.

Matt arrived at my door and helped me load my bags into the car. I kept my vans backpack with me that had random stuff in it to keep me occupied during the flight.

We got to the airport quite quickly. I was getting used to flying now but I still wouldn't eat airplane food and hated turbulence. We decided to just go through security and get to the gate since there was nothing more to do.

After we finished all that, we kept our boarding passes and passports ready. Matt and I were a little tired. For me it was a good thing since I could be asleep the whole flight. I already knew Matt was going to watch movies and stuff.

"Flight 190 to Barcelona is now boarding at gate 17."

After we heard the announcement, Matt and I got in the line that forming. Soon enough we reached the front where our ticket and passports were checked. Once we were granted entry, we made our way to the entrance of the plane.