You're in my Seat ~ M. Sturniolo

Chapter seventeen - im scared

I slowly open my eyes and see light. Where am I? I make out the silhouette of a boy sitting on the end of the bed.

"Matt?" my voice cracks and I start to sit up.

"Oh you're awake. Hi" he puts is phone down and faces me.

"Where am I?"

"I'm my room. You fell asleep in the car so I carried you in here. I didn't wanna wake you up"

"You carried me?" I laugh slightly.

"Yep"

"Oh wow"

"Cuz that's just so hard to believe right" he rolled his eyes jokingly. I let out a small giggle.

"I don't want to take your bed. I can sleep on the couch" I say getting up from his bed.

"No it's okay Vivi. You can stay. I'm on the couch" we went back and forth for a while telling each other that we would take the couch.

"Vivianne I'm not sleeping on the bed. You are. End of story"

"Matt you're sleeping on the bed. I'm not letting you sleep on the couch"

"Too bad because you're getting the bed and I'm not letting you sleep on the couch"

"Can you guys please shut the fuck up." Chris walks in. "I'm trying to sleep and you guys are arguing about a fucking bed. Just share it or something. I don't care just please stop" he starts walking out grumpily.

"Sorry Chris" he yells down the hall as Chris slams his door.

"Someone's grumpy" I laugh.

"For sure" Matt smiles.

"What was he even talking about? Sharing it?"

"That's what he said"

"I mean, if we did, we'd both get what we want" he casually shrugs.

"I mean, yeah. He had a point there"

"Why not then" he shrugs.

"Why not" I smile. "Shit I don't have a change of clothes!"

"Oh. Do you want to borrow something?" he offers, pointing to his closet.

"Uhh sure, if you're okay with it"

"I mean, I did offer so..."

"Okay then. What do you have"

He goes through his clothes and pulls out a white tee shirt, blue plaid pj pants, and a black hoodie. "This good?"

"It's perfect" I take the clothes he handed me. "Can I change in the bathroom?"

"Go right ahead"

The clothes fit pretty well considering he's not much bigger than me. I'm 5'5 and he's 5'8 and have similar builds so our sizes aren't very different. I walk out and see Matt sitting on the bed, on his phone again.

"Hey" he looks up.

"Hi" I whisper.

He scoots over to make room for me. I also see him move his stuffed pug over next to him.

"Nice stuffed animal" I laugh.

"Don't make fun of Mr. Wrinkleton" he laughs while he hugs him.