"my first thought in the morning is always you."
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-Kiera's Pov-
[ about 10 pm ]
We arrived at the restaurant, "Steak N Shake."
"Table for two please." Matthew said to the waitress at the counter.
"Follow me." She says and lead us to a booth.
I already smelt the food and my stomach started grumbling.
Matthew chuckled as we sat down.
"May I get you two drinks?" She asks while handing us menus.
"Water will be fine." Matthew smiled and started looking at the menus.
I placed my book to the side and opened up the menu, wanting to order everything.
[ 20 mins after ]
All we ordered were burgers and they were huge. I didn't think I could finish, but I did. Me being the fattie I am.
Matthew & I made a bet, if I didn't finish my burger I had to pay. But if I did, Matthew was going to pay.
I jumped up as I took one last bite, "I won!"
He laughed and shook his head, "You know I was going to pay anyways."
I rolled my eyes and sat back down, continuing my drawing.
I picked out a quote I knew from the back of my head and inserted it.
All of my drawings were dedicated to someone, mostly my dad but also my friends.
This one would be dedicated to my little sister, Brooke. We haven't really gotten along, since we had different dads. I never really saw her because of that. But whenever I did we'd always have this special connection. She was my sister no matter what, blood related or not.
I got interrupted when Matthew tapped my book, "Ready to go?"
I closed my book and nodded, "Can we get ice cream to top off this day?"
He smiled, "Anything for you." He put his arm around my shoulders as we walked out.
[ 15 mins after ]
We got to the ice cream parlor and took our ice cream outside.
"Tonight has been amazing Matt, thank you." I say, slurping my ice cream.
"Of course." He smiled.
I blushed and looked down.
I've developed more and more feelings for Matt. I'm falling, hard.
"Well you said you wanted to get to know me better, sooooo." I said, exaggerating the O's.
"Okay," He sat up, "Tell me about yourself Kiera."
"I'm 18, going into Art School, this and that." I said.
"Boring!" He yelled. I rolled my eyes.
"Alright then. I'll go 'deep' into this convo. This is going to be hard so forgive me. I have a mother, and two fathers. My dad has passed away, as you know. My mother got remarried. Hurt like hell but oh well. Stepdad was a jerk, blaming stuff on me and always treated me differently. Abused me, broke me. High school was an ass too, which y'know. Explains my scars. I also have a sister, Brooke. She's 10 years old, I was 8 when my mom had her. Trust me, I wasn't so happy, but I've realized that I couldn't live without Brooke. Even if I barely saw her. I had a best friend, Celine. Key word, had. I don't know if I'll be able to handle talking about her right now. But so far, that's it. It's a lot I know.. But I'm getting better. It's processing. Reason why I moved and decided to start over..." I drifted off and felt tears stream down my cheeks. I quickly wiped them off.
I looked up at Matthew, he was hooked onto my eyes. He looked at me with sympathy.
"I'm so so sorry Kiera. You never deserved that." He finally spoke.
"Maybe." I fumbled with my hands, not knowing what to say.
"I'm here, always will be. Mind if I tell you a couple things?" He asks.
I looked up, "Blow me away."
"Alright, here goes nothing. I've been bullied in high school sophomore year because of my vines, hard to believe huh. But in senior year, things started changing, thank god. I've created a great friendship with the boys. But then we all drifted which made me very upset, started getting hate again. After a while, I lost my brother Dylan. It was terrible, couldn't handle anything. I needed help, badly. I started drugs and was disappointed in myself. I started getting depressed, but it all ended because the boys came back into my life and some of my fans have gotten around to my mistakes and decided to continue supporting me. That's my past and I'm trying to move on..." Sadness came over his face.
I connected our hands, "I'm also sorry for your loss, I'm here for you always. You never deserved the hate. I'm sorry." I smiled at him, making sure he knew I meant what I said.
"Thank you Kiera, means a lot." He tightened his hand and stood up.
"Let's go, it's getting late." He moves his head back, signaling me to follow.
I stood up and tossed my ice cream. I followed Matthew back to his car.
As we drove back to my place and listened to music I said, "I'm glad I could trust you Matt."
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"come on skinny love, just last the year."
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so i heard about Matt & Jessica. the # on Twitter is too funny omfg.
but if he's happy, im happy.
that's all that should matter.
& her kid is so adorable ugh.
- ally. 👅
