Chapter 18
Listen to Reflex by Saint Jhn*Isabella*
I rolled my suitcase into the elevator once I got my key. I pushed the button 3. It was two in the morning and I felt like passing out. The elevator opened and I walked out.
Matt was here before me. I opened the door of the room and rolled my suitcase behind me. I walked in and put it by the door. I took off my black converse and walked to the bed.
I pulled the bed covers up and laid in bed, Matt laying next to me. He pulled me close to his chest as I snuggled up in his bare, warm chest. "Goodnight," I yawned. "Night, Bel" he yawned. Just like that. We fell asleep.
I yawned still having my eyes closed. I opened them and yawned again. Matt was sound asleep snuggled up in my chest. I smiled. I quickly took a picture because it was adorable. I put it as my wallpaper and slowly got up.
I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I then went to the kitchen, getting pancake mix. I also got the ingredients and chocolate chips.
I mixed them all together then cooking them. I pulled out two plates and put two pancakes on each. I put the syrup and butter on the table with forks. I was pulling out cups for the coffee when I felt pairs of arms wrap around my waist.
"Smells good," Matt said as I smiled. He turned me around and he placed a soft kiss on my head. He smiled and went to the bathroom. I poured a small glass of apple juice and sat down ready to eat.
__________________"Well I'll let you do it if I can pick your clothes," I said. Matt puffed. "Fine," he said. Right now, only two more hours until Magcon. Matt wanted to chose my outfit but only if I could choose his.
I went to his suit case and looked at the clothes. Underwear's. Shoes. Shirts. Tank top. Jeans, ect.
I got a light blue bottom down shirt and khaki shorts. I got an American Eagle underwater. I also got his socks, and his clarks. I put it all on our bed. "Done," I said. I walked over to his side and saw what he had for me:
Green flannel
Black crop top
Light colored shorts
White high top converse with socksAnd lastly, lace bra and panties, making me burst out laughing . "I didn't say my underwear and bra," I said, laughing. "But I wanted to see that tonight," he smirked. I blushed and hid my face by jumping onto him. Surprisingly, he caught me. "Alright, baby girl. Your gonna have to get ready because I want to take you out," he said pulling a piece of hair behind my ear. I just noticed he has his hand on my ass holding me.
"Ok," I jumping off. I grabbed my clothes, a towel, and went into the bathroom.
///After I changed Matthew went into the bathroom to shower next. I went to the mirror we had in the room, looking at myself. Should I do a braid or curl my hair? I dried my hair then put it in a half pony tail.
I got the curler from my suitcase and connected it to the plug. I turn it on to warm-up when I heard a knock at the door.
I opened the door to find Mahogany standing in her black cat ears. I smiled, "Hey Mahogany!" "Hello," she said as I let her in. "Are you ready for Magcon today," she asked. I nodded, starting to curl my hair.
She sat on the bed smiling at her phone. I smirked. When Matt came out I couldn't reach my back hairs. "Do you need help," Matt asked, chuckling. I nodded. I handed him the curler. "Now, don't burn me," I said. He smiled. I heard a click of a picture being taken. He started to curl my hair.
When he was done I looked in the mirror. "Wow. You do it better than me," I said. He shrugged, smiling. I put my hair in the half pony tail and put my converse on. I didn't want to put makeup on, so I left my face clean. "Well I'll see y'all there, Bart wants me to do a check for my DJ," Mahogany said walking out.
Suddenly my phone vibrated, so did Matt's phone. We looked and saw Mahogany tweeted something:
@MahoganyLox: Look at this cuties! @Isabella.Smith @MatthewEspinosa
It was a picture of Matthew curling my hair and the another one when I hugged him for curling my hair. Me and Matthew smiled. I took a screenshot of the pictures and put the one of me and him hugging, as my wallpaper. I locked my phone and put it in my back pocket.
"Ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be?"
We intertwined hands and walked out the door.
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I'm Sorry; S.M
أدب الهواة"I'm sorry." "For what?" "For falling in love with you." In this case, a girl who falls in love with the boy with his guitar.