3 ~ lost bets and longing looks

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"Fools"
~ troye sivan

I see swimming pools and living rooms and aeroplanes
I see a little house on the hill and children's names
I see quiet nights poured over ice and Tanqueray
But everything is shattering and it's my mistake

"You are every reason, every hope and every dream I've ever had"
- Nicholas Sparks "the notebook"
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Him.

I laid my back against the bar, eyes scanning the crowd as the boys and I waited for Matty.

We were proud of our lad, he'd managed to become one of the most renowned artists of our time, while we couldn't draw a stick figure if you wanted us to.

Business men we were, I owned the biggest company in America and had all of my friends as the head of the branches in different parts. Lucky we all got along well, success pushing us forward.

"Mattteeeeeee!"

I'm carried from my thoughts when Liam brings Matty into a bear hug. We all follow after, giving Matty a hug since we haven't seen him in a while.

"Oh Matty you look good, who're you wearing?" All the boys knew I loved brands, and the suit he had one was definitely something I would wear.

"Oh it's-." He's interrupted when holy shit comes out of Zayns mouth, leaving us all to look at what he was staring at. Or I guess who.

Dear lord she was a sight. A tall long legged tanned woman with a black dress enough to see her perfect curves, but teased you enough to the point where you really wanted to see what was underneath.

"Who is that?" I ask, eyes glued to her as she looked at the painting, interpreting it. Eyebrows creased a bit, bottom lip tugged slightly by her fingers.

"Ohhh that's Odessa, my best friend I was telling you about" he says and Louis snorts making us all look his way.

"Matty no way. That girl is a dream, none of us could be that close to her and not try being with her at least once" he says and I end up nodding in agreement. If it were me we wouldn't be friends.

"Want to bet on it?" he asks with a sarcastic grin and Louis agrees. They shake on it and soon Matty's gone , on his way over to the mysterious woman.

He starts to jog over before picking over before picking her up and spinning her, leaving Louis open mouthed and 500$ poorer.

Their conversation is made of cheek kisses and giggles and hugs. He pulls her in by the hips to whisper something in her ear and I can't help but feel jealous. How did he meet her, how did he become best friends with her.

She laughs at what he said before pushing him away and yelling something, before waving and walking to another section of the museum. My eyes follow her until she disappears, entranced by her.

Matty jogs back over to us, smug smile on his face. I wonder how stupid we look.

"Told you blokes, Louis I won't make you pay me because you already look stupid" he joked and Louis laughs, before lightly pushing him.

"No but seriously Matty can you please hook me up, I'm begging" Zayn says eyes wide and pleading. Inside I'm hoping he says no, and gives me a chance. God I want her.

"Sorry boys, but she's a hard catch. You'll have to get her yourself, and she usually doesn't date" he says and I'm not worried. Women usually tell me I'm irresistible, that I have this charm that gets me whatever woman I please.

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