unexpected ; s.w

seven

anastasias pov:
"matt?" i answered the phone.

"come over." matthew said seductively.

"okay." i decided, confused, and hung up. i really didn't want to ask why. i was bored so i thought why not. i put gray sweatpants on and a loose white t-shirt. there was no one to impress, since matt and i have been friends since kindergarten, so i didn't care what i looked like right now.

i drove down to my best friend's house, and parked in the street. he was sitting on his porch. seeing me pull up, matt ran down and opened the door for me. he grabbed both wrists and ran to the house, locking the door once we were inside.

"what did sammy do to you?" he asked, his notrils flaring.

"sort of cheated on me, but he only took me on a date. and fucked me. but never asked me to be his girlfriend." i was open with matthew, since we were friends for over ten years, i knew i could trust him.

"why would you fucking let him do that?" matt yelled running his fingers through his long hair.

"because i've wanted him for a while and you know that." i mumbled.

"god, stas. what got into you?" he grabbed my shoulder and squeezed tightly.

"i don't know, matt."

"god you piss me off sometimes. you knew he was a fuckboy, yet you go after him. c'mon. for real?" he huffed.

"so now you control me?" i asked.

"not at all," he admitted, "but you wouldn't even let me give you a kiss on the cheek when you left to go to out of the country for three weeks. and you let someone you barely know go inside of you."

"fine. kiss me," i demanded, "if that's what you want so bad."

matt came closer, and kissed my cheek. i grabbed his face, "that's all?"

he nodded and looked at his feet, "you're in love with sam." then it hit me. matt told me a few weeks ago he felt something deeper for me than just a friendship. i denied him and told him if anything happened our friendship would be ruined.

"do it." i shrugged.

he smashed his lips with mine, grabbing my thighs and pulling me closer to him, "he can cheat on me, i can cheat on him." i said inbetween kisses. matt's shirt was already off, so i pushed my hands against his tan, freckled skin, searching for a place that wasn't perfect.

"i love you, stas." he said looking into my eyes. matt's eyes were never-ending, you could get lost in them. i didn't say it back, i just kissed his cheek.

i didn't mean it, and i couldn't hurt him like that. i only loved him like a brother, no more.

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