matt.
i fucked up. holy shit u fucked up. i can't believe i kissed her. i mean the kiss wasn't a mistake but what i did after that just messed up everything.
i ran out like a little bitch. i mean at least i could've said something before i left like "i'm sorry but if i stay in here any longer i might do something stupid and i don't wanna fuck up us more than i already did." but no i choose to do exactly that and make her hate me.
i'm so stupid.
emily.
"he did what and then he did what?" peyton screamed through the phone. "i know right and now i'm so confused on how he feels." i say rubbing my eyes.
"no the question is how do you feel emily." she states. "i don't know anymore ." i sigh. "its like i want to be with him but he really hurt me and i don't know if i feel the same." i sigh again.
it was a moment of silence and i realized something. i love matt. i can't stop thinking about him. hell i even dream about him. i need matt and somewhere in his heart he needs me too. i just know it.
"hello?" i hear peyton speak. "yeah peyton i need to go." i say quickly. "ok i'll call you later."
i grabbed my phone and ran towards the door. i opened the door to matt with his fist up. he was going to knock.
"i'm sorry i was just nevermind i have to go." he says before walking away.
i can't let him slip.
"no wait please just stay." i say before pulling him in my house.
once i close the door he immediately pulls me into a warm hug. "emily i am so so sorry and i will do absolutely anything to get you back into my life."
"i love you too." i sigh tears coming from my eyes.
he lets go to look at me and he smirks. "you see emily there's this problem though."
"what." i say sounding concerned.
"we haven't fucked in three months."
"make-up sex?" i ask smirking.
"make-up sex." he says smiling.
he picks me up and carries me to my room.
oooooo they fuckin..
in other words i have like 304 reads now holy shit thanks.
still don't like y'all - nylaa;)
(dis ain't da end tf.)
