His Muse • M. Boldy

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JOSEPHINE's POV
Butterflies started flying around my stomach as I stood outside of Matt's door. I have to bring some paperwork for him to fill out so I decided to just walk up to his room after some of the staff hit up the hotel bar.

A few seconds after my first knock I raised my hand to knock again.

"Coming. I'm coming." I heard Matt mumble from the other side of the door. The door handle jostled before the door swung wide open, revealing a half naked Matt Boldy.

"Oh uh hi." I spoke, slightly stunned by the rock hard abs and broad shoulders in front of me.

"Hey Phi." Matt spoke. "Come in."

"Oh uh ok." I whispered, crossing the threshold into his room.

"So what do you need?" Matt asked from in the bathroom.

"I just have some papers..." but I paused as I walked by the bathroom. The light was hitting his muscles just right, illuminating every rise and dip of his body.

"What's that?" He smirked, turning to me, looking up and down my body.

"Just some papers." I said, ripping my eyes away from his body and walking further into his hotel room.

"What for?" He asked, coming into the room, failing to cover his body. A body that should never be covered.

"So many questions." I said, rolling my eyes before sitting down on his bed.

"Making yourself comfortable I see." He said, watching me as he sipped from his water bottle.

"Where else am I supposed to sit?" I said, looking around the room as panic rose in my throat. I set the papers on his bed and stood up, way too fast.

The room spun for a few seconds before stars started forming and I felt like I was about to pass out.

"Alright it's ok it's ok." Matt said, approaching me and holding my waist, making the butterflies even more apparent.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I worried, doing my best to hold myself up.

"Here sit." Matt said, beginning to help me to the bed.

"I'm fine." I snapped, not wanting to appear weak. Josephine Walle is not weak.

"No Phi." Matt said, half mad, gripping my waist a little harder.

"Matt I'm fine." I argued, my knees feeling weak.

"Phi please you need to sit." Matt said as I began swaying on my feet.

"I'm ok I prom-." But I didn't get to finish as I fell into his chest, my vision fading in and out of black.

"Alright." Matt mumbled, wrapping his arms around me and picking me up. I tried to protest but I really didn't have the strength. He walked over to his bed and gently set me down, making it seem as if I was no weight to carry. His right hand remained behind my shoulders to hold me up as he grabbed a few pillows to prop me up.

"Thanks." I whispered, settling back into the bed.

"Yeah." Matt said, sending me a soft smile. "What do you need?" He asked as he grabbed his water bottle and handed it to me.

"Can you go up to my room and bring my purse down?" I asked, taking a small sip of the water. "Here's my key, it should be on my bed."

"Ok." He said, grabbing a shirt and pulling it on. "You'll be good for a few minutes?"

"Uh yeah." I spoke, starting to zone out. "My room is number 814."

"Ok." Matt said, his voice beginning to sound far off. Then as he left the lock of the room echoed in my ears. My eyelids suddenly became too heavy to hold open so I let them slip closed, trying to open them a few moments later with no luck, then the room flashed black.