Little Do You Know

XVII: Selfish.

                 

(I hope you guys understand that this story will be mainly told from Luther and Endellion's POVs, with the occasional Cobra/Cecily—maybe even others'—POVs coming along.)

Oh and, new ships are coming along the way soon! Enjoy! <3

Above is the picture of the nursery.

Chapter 17.

Endellion

Matt's developed a small crush on the waitress. That much was apparent.

He's swooned over her 'cuteness' for the entirety of our stay at the café—from a matter of fact, he still was swooning, to this very moment.

"Alright shut the fuck up dude! I wanna eat in peace," shouted a fed up Luther, and truth be told, I agreed with him on this one.

Matt looked at Luther and shrugged, continuing what he was gushing on about without a care in the world. "As I was saying, Dylan, she's so into me. I mean, she smiled at me! And no, it wasn't like the friendly type of smile, it was the 'hey you're hot as fuck, wanna fuck?' kind of smile."

I choked on my drink. That was so random and utterly wrong! "No you idiot! She smiled at you the same way she smiled at me and Luther! She didn't wanna get into your pants or anything. Damn, you're oblivious." The words spilled out of my mouth without the intention of harming, I was about to take them back as they may have sounded too harsh, but Matt didn't seem affected at all.

He laughed, "Dylan...I knew it! You like her too, don't you! I knew you gave off the gay vibe. Man dude, I shoulda noticed. Too bad for ya, I don't share." He ended it off with a wink.

Luther snorted. "Endellion does seem more like a guy, now that I look into it."

My eyes widened, "I'd rather date coach Peperino than date a girl." I laughed. "They're a fucking pain in the ass."

Matt cracked up.

"Lesbihonest, Endellion. You're so not straight haha!" he laughed.

Luther joined him. "Good one man! LESBIHONEST. HAHA!!" he guffawed out.

Seeing Luther laugh this hard brought a smile to my face.

"Fuck you guys." I said, shaking my head. "Now back to the actual topic. Matt, if you could go get her number I'll let you chat with her on my phone." I tried to steer the subject off of me.

Matt stopped laughing and looked over at me with wide eyes. "Are you serious? Dylan, you're not fucking with me right. You'll actually let me?!" he queried in one breath.

I chuckled, "yes, Matt. Of course I'm serious; so long as you stop gushing about her and shut the fuck up."

He stuck his tongue out on me playfully. "Well then, I'm off to get my girl's number!" he was smiling so wide, his eyes shone.

Matt's smile made me feel happy. The fact that I made him this happy by a simple offer made me want to do something bigger for him. For all of them.

Once Matt was gone, I turned back to my scone, stuffing it down my throat and melting it in my mouth with a sip of hot chocolate.

"I hope you're not lying to him." A voice broke the silence.

I looked up at Luther quizzically, "huh?"

"I hope you're not lying to Matt about the phone thing." He repeated, looking at me seriously.

The fact that he was basically implying that I was a liar set me off. I glared at him.