Matt X Reader lemon

Hiding

        "Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT!!!" You cussed under your breath. It was hard to breathe, especially with this annoying hard to handle bag. A few 20 dollar bills were flying out because you didn't zip the bag up all the way; there wasn't enough time to do that. Your heart was pounding like crazy and you felt like coughing up blood. You never usually ran this fast for this long. Ah, well you couldn't stop now, you could still hear the police sirens. You were considering jumping and hiding into a bush since it was night and they probably wouldn't see you, but it was too risky. Keep running, and don't stop until the sounds fade away. "Ugh, this was such a bad idea." You thought to yourself. You should've just gotten a second job. Now you might rot in jail, and even if you don't; it'll still be on your record and you won't be able to get another job. Your sweatpants began to slip down and it made you trip. Everything you were wearing was loose, because you didn't have any black clothes so you borrowed them from your boyfriend/girlfriend. They were a few sizes bigger than you, but as long as they blended you in with the dark environment; it was fine. You fell and hit the floor hard, and tried to get up, but found out that the reason you fell was because a fence caught your sweatpants. You tried to rip it off but it just wouldn't let go! Ugh, this was embarrassing, but you had to do it. You slipped out of your sweatpants and left them on the fence. " huff, huff, huff *coUGH*, huff..." You panted, constantly trying to get a better grip of the bag. The sirens were getting louder; you weren't going to make it. Shit, you had to do something, anything. You looked to your right and saw a house with the lights on. There were people laughing and joking around inside, so they were totally awake. Crap, this was embarrassing, but you had to knock on the door and come in. Hiding in a house is a great idea. You would break into their house by using a pin, but that'd take too long and the coppers would get ya. You ran over to the door and knocked loudly on the door. Crap, crap, crap, the cops are getting closer! You knocked loudly again; open the damn door! You would yell at them, but that'd make them scared and they'd probably not let you in then. A split second later, someone opened the door and looked at you up and down. They had a green jacket with a purple sweater underneath and orange hair that went up. It took him a second to realize that you were half naked. His face became red and he looked flustered and confused, but you didn't have time to explain this shit. You dashed under his legs and got inside. Then you shoved him aside and slammed the door closed and turned off the main light of the house. You placed the bag onto the floor and looked out the window intently.
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       The cop cars passed by the house and took a left at the end of the street. You let out a sigh of relief and look back at the people whose house you kinda broke into.
"Uh, who're you." Some guy with black eyes said. "What're you?" You snapped back, pointing at his eyes. "Hey, I'm the one who should be asking the questions. Who are you and why are you in our house?" He asked putting his hands on his sides. The other guy in a green sweater just observed you while drinking Coke. " *sigh* Look, uh, I'm gonna be straightforward. I just robbed a bank and I need to lay low for a while. Those coppers almost caught me, and it's all thanks to you people that they didn't; kinda. Now how's about you guys let me stay here till I'm in the clear?" You said, raising an eyebrow. They all looked at you confusedly, but then someone said "Oh, we'll let you stay, but under one condition." You looked around to see who said that. It obviously wasn't the one's in front of you. Then, a pointy figure came from the shadows. He had a red hoodie and a cigar in his mouth. "Give us some of the money in that bag, and you can stay." He smirked, placing his hands in the pockets. You skeptically glanced around the room and thought about it. "How much are ya thinkin'?"  You asked, protecting the bag by standing in front of it. He walked closer and asked "How much is in there?" You looked inside and tried to calculate how much, "500,000." You replied. "We want 15% of it." He said plainly. You gasped; that was 75,000 dollars!!! "No way jose! I'm not giving you that much; how about I give you 1,000 or somethin'?" You offered.
"No, it's either 15% or nothing. If you don't give us 75,000, you can't stay with us. It's a fair deal." He said, showing you the door.  You grunted in frustration and thought about it. Gee, you didn't expect them to ask you for money in return; especially so quickly, you literally got here 45 seconds ago. You hesitated, but got out 750 20 dollar bills.
"There." You muttered, placing it in his hand. Once he got a hold of it, his friends leaped for joy. "Wow, we're so lucky! We have so much money now! I'm gonna buy a life supply of Cola!" The one in the green hoodie squealed. "I'm gonna pay someone to paint a bunch of pictures of me, and hang them everywhere in my room!!!" The redhead said. They grabbed each other's hands and jumped around in a circle like little girls. "Um... Guys, shouldn't we save that money? We shouldn't go and spend it so quickly." Weird black eye guy said. Wow, once the money was in their hands, they completely forgot about you. They talked and talked and didn't even regard you existence. "Calm, Tom, we can split the cash, and it'll be their choice to spend it or save it." Red hoodie devil said. Blue bitchface scoffed and crossed his arms. "Uh, by the way you need some pants..." He said, noticing your pink frilly underwear. After he said that, everyone looked at your lower area. You pulled the big bag over your legs and glared at all of them, "Hey!!! Don't look down there you perverts!" You scolded. They all tried to look away and pretend nothing happened, but redhead walked up to you and offered you some clothing. "Hey, you can wear my pants! I have plenty of them, in fact, I was thinking of selling them. Be careful with it though, it's really expensive!" He said, putting it on your lap. "Oh, how much was it?" You asked. "Oh, about 10 bucks when I bought it, but I own it, so it's probably worth 1,000 bucks now! You see, I'm pretty great, so once they see my face when I walk into their store, they'll practically beg for me to model their clothes! Yes, these are the consequences of being beautiful~!" He said, posing. Yuck, what a vain creature. What he said didn't even make sense either. Anyways, it was nice of him to offer you the pants, so you gratefully put them on. " Ok, I need a hiding place, do you guys have a hiding place? Like, an attic or something? I need one just in case the cops come and investigate your house or whatever. I can't be out in the open." You said. "Ummm, well, you can hide in a.....cabinet...? Like, the kitchen cabinet or something?" Green hoodied cinnamon roll said. You shook your head, and crossed your arms. "Well, maybe I can just hide in the open. They don't know what I look like, so if they come here, I can just pretend to be your roommate. Yeah, and all I have to do is pull a good poker face!" You smirked. Ohohoho, you sly devil you! You could always come up with a solution. "Well, you can sleep on the couch I guess." Blue guy said, "Honestly, I can't believe we're helping a thief hide for 75,000 dollars... We could get arrested for this." He added, looking like he was giving it some second thought. "Ah, don't worry, Tom, we'll pull through; and after we do, we'll have 75,000 dollars!" Red devil guy said. "Ah, so your name is Tom." You said, trying to grill it into your head. If you were going to act like their roommate, you had to act like you knew them. I mean come on, you gotta at least know their name! "Oh, haha, yeah, we didn't even introduce ourselves! I'm Edd by the way." He smiled. "I'm Tord." Red demon guy said.Then you looked at Tom. "You already know my name since he just said it, so skip me." Tom said. So now all that was left was the redhead. He took a step forward and grinned, "My name is Matt!" He said. You nodded and acknowledged it, then turned around to walk to the attic. "Oh, wait- don't you want a tour of the house? You might wanna know where everything is, and how to use the oven and such." Edd said. You didn't bother looking back, instead you replied with "No, I can figure out how things work around here by myself."
"Um, but we could also get friendly; so it isn't awkward for you to stay here... I mean, we barely know you, and you're already staying with us." He said with a nervous laugh.
"I didn't come here to make friends. I came here to hide; now leave me alone, I have some planning to do." You said coldly.
They all looked at you with worried faces. Not the kind that was worried about you, but the kind of faces that were like "Why the hell did we let this freak into our house???". Well, they shouldn't be too concerned, you weren't the type to hurt someone so easily. You found a door on the ceiling and pulled the string. A flight of stairs came down and dust went everywhere. It made you cough and wheeze, but you pulled through. You climbed up and closed the door after you. Hm, it definitely creepy and full of spider webs. There was a dusty old couch with a mannequin lying in it. You shoved it off and laid down. It probably wasn't a really good idea to fall asleep right now, since the cops could come at any time and find you; but you were just so damn sleepy.
"Hey." Someone said. You jumped at the voice and looked to see Tord poking his head out the little door on the floor. "Ah, what do you want???" You asked. He wrapped his arms around each other and rested his chin on them. "Did you really think I'd just let you in and stay here?" He said. You stared at him confusedly. "What are you talking about-OHHH, are you talking about the money? I already fucking gave you the money; leave me alone." You growled. "What? No, do you seriously not remember?" He asked.
"What do you mean...? I still don't understand."
" Ugh, God (y/n), we used to work together."
"Oh, well my bad I guess. I've worked with plenty of people. What made you think you were so special that I'd remember you?"
"Well, I don't know, maybe because we used to date?"
"Date??? Why would I..:Wait a second..."
"Are the memories coming back?"
"Erm, yes..." You said; but you were lying, you didn't remember shit. Actually, this guy looked like a complete loser. You would never date a guy like that. I mean, you barely knew him, but look at that stupid smirk. He began to crawl out of the hole, but you put your hand in front of you to stop him.
"Uh, no, stay there." You said. He looked at you in surprise, but let it slide. "Ok." He said, throwing the suitcase at you. "You left your suitcase full of money downstairs by the way." He added, climbing down the stairs and shutting the door closed. You gasped and sprinted to your bag and looked inside. Thank God all the money was still in there. HNGH, that guy was a bother though. Sayin' shit like "Ohhh~ we used to date hAHAH C'MERE LIL MAMA", ugh. Everyone here was bothersome actually. Out of all the houses you had to choose this one.

            You tuck the bag under your arms and fall asleep. Tomorrow's a new day, and also an opportunity for the police to catch your ass and throw it in jail. Well, at least you didn't have to do too much. You can't take out the trash, or go grocery shopping, or do anything that has to do with being outside. Those losers get all the food and stuff for you. Hm, maybe this wasn't so bad after all. Well, it's too early to say that, we'll have to wait till tomorrow. ( gOOD NIGHT, READER ;))) )