One Shots [Requests Closed]

Matt Flyzik - All Time Low

~Becca's P.O.V~

"Hurry up" My best friend Cheyanna whined. 

"Hold on a second. Jesus don't get your nickers in a bunch, Chey" I replied. We were in Tim Hortons, I was finishing up my doughnut. We were going to meet up with her friend Matt at her house.

I finished up my food and we went back to her house. "So, tell me more about this guy Matt" I said to her as we were walking. 

"Well he's our age, he's the tour manager for a band called All Time Low, he loves hockey, he has black hair and is single" She said. Elbowing me when she said the last part. I rolled my eyes at her.

We were sitting on her couch when there was a knock on the door. "That'll be him" She said getting up and ansering the door and letting him in. "Matt this is my friend Becca, Becca this is Matt" We stared into each others eyes.

"Hi" I said quietly. "Hi" He replied. We stared at each other for about 10 seconds but it felt like forever until Chey cleared her throat and we broke our stare.

We sat and watched a couple of movies before Matt's phone went off and he answered it. He came back in and sighed. "What's wrong?" Chey asked. "Jack got into a bar fight and is in the hospital. Jack off all people. I got to go and make sure he's okay." He sighed grabbing his jacket, sliding his shoes on and leaving.

The next day I got a text from Matt asking to meet up somewhere. So he's coming over to my house. I lived alone in a 3 story house. It had a basement which had a pool/billiards table, a 64 inch flat screen T.V and a hockey net for shooting. The middle floor had a black lather couch, a matching love seat and matching chair. There was a wooden coffee table and dining table. In the back there was a pool. The top floor was basically just one big bedroom. There was a spare bedroom leading off of it.

There was a knock on the door, sure enough it was Matt. I let him in and he sat on the couch and I sat across from him. He started playing with his lip ring. "What's wrong Matt?" He looked up and me. We locked eyes. "Becka. Becka, I.. I.. I.." He stuttered. "You what?" I asked grabbing his hands.

He smashed his lips into mine. I was surprised at first but kissed back. It just felt right. We pulled away both of us breathing heavily. We put our foreheads together and rubbed our noses against each others.

We cuddled and watched a movie then I got an idea. "Hey want to go for a swim?" I asked and he nodded. I pushed him off the couch and he grabbed my arm pulling me down with him "We go together or we don't go down at all" He said making me laugh.

We changed into bathing suits and went into the pool. We started a make out session. He picked me up and I tangled my legs around his waist. He carried me upstairs and smashed me onto the bed. He undid my bathing suit and took it off.

He put his finger on my lips went into the bathroom and came back with no clothes on but he did have protection. I looked him up and down and it my lip. "Like what you see?" I nodded. He came over and slid my bottoms down...

The next day I woke up in Matt's arms. I snuggled in close to his chest.

Eventually we got up and got changed. "Hey want to play hockey?" I asked him. "Yeah" He replied. I grabbed his hand and pulled him down stairs into the basement. "I'll go in goal, you shoot on me" "Okay." He picked up my Bauer right handed stick.

I put on the goalie equipment. He started shooting on me and I stopped every shot. "Damn you're good" He said. "Yeah well my dad was a goalie and he taught me." I stated. "How long have you been playing?" He asked. "I've been playing ice hockey since I could walk." He nodded.

I took off the equipment "I need a shower" I said. "Got room in there for one more" He smirked. "Maybe I just do" I smirked and pulled him upstairs into the shower.

After the shower we went down and made pancakes. "Hey, the band I work for has a show today. Would you like to come?" Matt asked. "Yeah, I'd love to" I said.

Later in the day we got ready and went to the venue which was Rams Head Live. I met the guys and we fooled around for a bit. "YO FAGGOTS STAGE IN 2" Matt yelled. All the guys ran side stage then on when it was their time to go.

After the show we all went back to the bus and partied. I started drinking, a lot. At around 12 Matt turned off the music and I yelled "PARTY POOPER!" The band agreed with me. "Time for bed" Matt said sternly. He was hot when he was being stern.

I almost fell over but Matt caught me and brought me to his bunk. "Go to sleep love" He said kissing my temple.

Matt's P.O.V

I got everyone in bed then cleaned up. I went in and laid beside Becca. Soon I fell asleep.

Becca's P.O.V

I woke up the next day with a massive headache. I stumbled out into the front lounge, only Matt was up. I rubbed my head. "Awe, does somebody have a hang over" Matt laughed. "Shut the fuck up you're being loud" I said laying down on the couch.

Matt brought me over some aspirin and water. I took the pills and my head stopped hurting. "Ugh" I groaned "Why did I drink so much last night" Matt laughed and came and sat beside me. "That's what happens on the All Time Low bus."

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A/N: There we go 1020 words. Told you I'd get to 1000. So I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry it took so long. Love you <3

~Becky