Meant to Be His❤❤❤

chapter 9

My inspiration for Fiona and her hair.

Fiona

I felt relieved when I saw the familiar house on the corner. Neither of us talked after the accidental brushing of our fingers which left me mesmerized, as though I was put on a spell or something. I did'nt know if he was feeling okay as he was silent throughout the drive barely glancing at my direction. Was he sorry he went with me rather than be with his girlfriend? Well, I did'nt ask him, as far as I knew he volunteered.

Matthew parked the car in the narrow driveway easily maneuvering like he was so used in doing so.

"You do this a lot?, I asked. " Do what?, he replied while unbuckling his seatbelt.

"You parked her car on the driveway so easily, I could guess you could do it blindfolded." I unbuckled my seatbelt without waiting for his reply and let myself out of the car.

"Yeah, I always drive her car home, whenever she decided to go with Brennan. So I have practically mastered how to fit this car into the narrow driveway without any scratch", noticing the almost only a couple of inches distance of the side of the car to the posts of the arch that held the main garage. I cringed as I could not imagine if I could do it without scratching the car or maybe I would just leave it on the street.

Sensing my dilemma, " do you want to try it?", he asked as he was now on my side handing me the keys.

"Oh no! Not today!,"shaking my head. " Maybe some other time," I told him as I opened the back door to get the shopping bags. He was smiling, again. Stupid dimples!

"I got them", he said as he grabbed almost all the bags and there were at least four or five paper bags left for me to carry.

" Rain was really serious, if she bought you all this shit!, he was teasing me now. "This whole bunch can fit a whole truck of Salvation Army!

" Yeah, yeah!", I sighed. I also thought she has went overboard.

I unlocked the door finding the living room empty. "Aunt Amy! We're home!", I shouted as I settled the bags on the couch and motioned for him to do the same with the bags he was holding.

Then came Aunt Amy from upstairs, who looked like she just woke up. " Oh! I'm sorry, did I wake you up? Are you okay,"I approached her and touched her forehead. She's warm."Have you already taken some medicine?"

"Hi Amy!, Matthew greeted her.

" Well hello there Mister. Have'nt seen you in a while. Where's Casey?", she asked as she eyed the shopping bags on the couch. She looked at me and said, "I'm okay dear. Yes, I've already taken something for my fever. Maybe it's the weather. I just need to sleep it off. If you guys wanted to eat, you can just heat the lasagna. I'll be upstairs.

" Casey was with her folks. They would be going to New York early tomorrow. Brennan will be taking Rain home, so am gonna hang out with Fiona here until they arrrived", Matthew said as I felt nervous at his last statement.

"Say hello for me to her", Aunt Amy told him as she reached her forehead. "Ok then kids, sorry if I can't join you. Go to bed early for your trip tomorrow", she told me as she kissed me on the cheek and waved goodbye to Matthew.

Not wanting to be alone with him at the living room where he settled on the Iounge chair, I bolted to the kitchen and asked, " do you want something to eat or drink?"

"A coke would do", he replied without moving in his position. I grabbed two cokes from the ref and handed him one. We both popped the sodas, and caught him staring, again. I gulped mine and he was still staring untouching his soda.

" What?!., I asked. Is there something wrong with me?", I was now slightly annoyed.

"No, n-nothing. There was absolutely nothing wrong with you. It was me," he stammered, the last part which came in a whisper.

I finished my soda and went to the couch to bring some of the shopping bags upstairs.

"I'd just bring some of these to my room and come back for the others", I told him but not looking at his eyes.

" No, I got them. Just point me to your room,",and he gathered everything in both of his hands and came trudging upstairs, with me following. "The second door to the left", I instructed him, but eased my way before him so that I can go ahead and open the door for him.

I clicked the door open and he went inside placing all bags on the couch near my bed.
" That was quite a handful!", he faked hurting his arms as he touched and rubbed them.

"I'm sorry really. I owed you", I told him. " Thanks!", I was slightly embarassed now. And I was about to head out, but he grabbed my hand, and he pinned me to the wall.

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