My little forever!

Chapter Two

We arrive at his house after a ten minute or so drive.

It turns out that Matt was in the majority of my lessons, however he always sat at the back of the class and rarely put his hand up to answer questions. So that explains why I hardly notice him in said lessons.

I get into his home and obediently take my shoes off and follow him upstairs unquestionably.

He turns to me to explain that I will have to sleep in his bed and he will use his sofa bed. I refuse this very kind offer. It's his bed after all.

I want to shower but I don't have any clothes so Matt gives me some tracksuit bottoms and a baggy t-shirt. He also asks his sister for some pants and a bra.

"Clark," Matt calls for outside the bath room door.

"Yeah," I reply towelling my hair off.

"Do you want me to make you some toast?" He asks.

"Yes please. I'm done now anyway." I say hanging the towel up and unlocking the door. He stands there looking quite amazing actually is hair still wet from showering in his parents bath room.

He breaks out into a huge grin; his eyes skimming me from my feet upwards and finally locking at eyes. Matt's smile widens and his dimples begin to show.

"What," I say feeling a smile taking over my face.

"Nothing," he says innocently. While running a hand through his beautiful mahogany hair. "It's just.. You look good Clark." He exclaims, his cheeks turning pink in a blush.

He gestures with his hand to go down stairs first. I do so and he follows me a few steps behind.

Pop. The toaster spits out the two perfectly done slices. I sit on a chair at the breakfast bar as Matt butters the toast and slides it across to me.

"Why did you do it," he asks in a concerned manner. His eyes watching my every move as I open my mouth; trying to find the right words. But non come. I look down at my toast disgraced in myself. I can trust him. Matt did save me after all.

"I started getting bullied last year. It wasn't bad at first but it slowly got worse. Until they started spreading rumours and telling me to kill myself." I say quietly.

I sigh; continuing my explanation, " I eventually just gave up." He looks at me a sad expression on his face.