Heart strings

Kept within

(*motor rumbling*)

The headlight of the bike was turned off as the engine was stopped. Matthew had stopped in front of Wyatt's house. He removed his helmet and chuckled while looking at a still shaking Wyatt.

Matthew: "Well, that was quite fun. I mean you screaming I'm gonna die I'm gonna die (*chuckle*)"

Wyatt removed his helmet and turned furiously to look at Matthew.

Wyatt: "Racing and doinf zigzag at 85 mph is not my definition of fun. How is that speed even allowed?!"

Matthew leant back a bit and looked up.

Matthew: "It is, at least at this time of the day. Else a police car would have stopped us"

Wyatt: "(*frowning*) doubt a car could have followed "

Matthew: "pretty true (*shrugging*) maybe they tried (*chuckling*)"

Wyatt's face turned pale at the thought then he held his hand in his hands and jolted slightly. While doing so, he accidentally pressed on Matthew's lower part, earning a small grunt.

Matthew: "Buddy (*chuckling*) you mind?"

Matthew made Wyatt noticed what he already had. Wyatt's face was flustered and he was clearly having a moment before he quickly got off the bike while almost kicking Matthew's head with his left foot.

Wyatt: "s-sorry"

Matthew: "it's ok, it didn't hurt. (*chuckling*) so you live in this neighborhood huh? Quite fancy"

Matthew looked around, houses here were big and had some beautiful fences and alleyways. He looked at Wyatt's home and smiled.

Matthew: "your house lit"

Wyatt: "Thanks, you live in the area?"

Matthew: "still got a bit less than 2 miles to get home. (*looking at Wyatt while adjusting his pants bit*)"

Wyatt noticed and looked away then took out his phone. Matthew's voice made him look again.

Matthew: "Okay buddy, Imma head home now. You get some rest okay. And if you are bored, you can text me. I don't usually sleep before 11:30 (*smiling while putting his helmet and getting off his bike*)"

Matthew opened the trunk and took out Wyatt's backpack and stored the helmet he used. He turned to Wyatt and smiled gently.

Matthew: "And huh buddy, remember bright days come after the worst storms"

Wyatt was puzzled as he took his backpack. He looked as Matthew got on his bike again turning it on and adjusting his mirrors. Then he looked at Wyatt did a hand wave and took off in a loud roaring noise with this bike. Wyatt stood there still confused but got back in with a smile.

Wyatt: "Silly Alligator" (*chuckling while talking to himself*)

Wyatt opened the door and as usual he sighed while saying "Home sweet home" he didn't bother turning any lights on and went straight upstairs. He got in his room and landed flat on the bed face first. He didn't move in seconds before screaming in his pillow and shifting in the bed.

He stopped and got on the floor beside the bed. He held the pillow in his arms and brought his knees to his face a bit. He was blushing like crazy while his ears went red as well. His tail was brushing against the wooden floor and he closed his eyes. He was feeling weird. Someway somehow his thoughts were on the alligator. He was confused.

He thought something was off with him to thinking about it so much. He remembered the alligator not caring much about anything in particular let alone the closeness they had on the bike. His ears fell flat again as his face turned from flustered to saddened. He was looking at his ceiling wondering what was wrong with him.
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