Wrong Number *A Sohinki Fanfic*

fourteen

*Knock Knock Knock*

My heart was racing. That was without a doubt Matt. I had been pacing since his last text. I was so worried that I would say something wrong. That I would ruin everything that we had developed, and that Wes and I have developed. That one sentence could turn into a full blown argument and would destroy everything I have built with every member of Smosh Games.

I walked over to the door, taking a deep breathe and opening the door. Matt sat on the other side, he was looking at his feet but his head shot up with a nervous smile as I opened the door. His face looked tired, red puffiness surrounded his eyes. He'd obviously been crying.

"Hey." Was all he said. I felt my heart drop at the sight of him. His voice was weak and shallow. Like he'd lost his hope. He didn't sound anything like himself and it was really worrying me.

"Hey. Come in." I said letting him in. He smiled and stepped in. He pulled off his jacket and threw it on the nearby chair. I sighed, watching him kick off his shoes. I closed the door behind me and walked over to the kitchen.

"You may not have been, but I've really been thinking about everything that happened between us lately-"

"Well I am up at 4:15 in the morning aren't I? I think about it a lot Matt. I wonder if you left because I burdened your life. I wonder if you left for so long because you were happy without me. I wonder if you didn't want contact with me because you hated talking to me. I wonder if I'm with Wes to cover how much you leaving hurt me. I still wonder all of those things right now Matt! And I'm sick of you playing the victim here! I hurt for months while you were away. And then you came back and I couldn't even leave the house for like 3 days and Wes thought I was going crazy. You weren't the only one affected by this. I was hurting too." I said unable to hold back.

His cold texts and phrases were driving me crazy. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to let him know how I felt and how I didn't just lose my feelings for him. He caused this to happen. Not me. I think about him daily, and he's going to bust into my house and act like I don't care about it. It's infuriating. 

"I-I didn't know you felt that way Chloe." He mumbled, taking a step towards me. I backed up though, I had a feeling he was going to try and make a move. Matt and I have never kissed, and I didn't want it to be now. I didn't want it to be a mistake. 

"Well, I do. I think about what happened a lot. It's taken over my thoughts. I can barely go to my shop anymore because I get so worried you're gonna show up and make me do something I'll regret later." I said without thinking. Crap, I gave him the upper hand. He knows my feelings for him are still there. 

"You still have feelings for me." He said taking another step towards me. I backed up again. There isn't anything he could say to me that could let this happen, even if in this moment I wanted it to, I knew I had to think about Wes. "Why are you with him?" 

"What do you mean?" I asked awkwardly, knowing fully what he meant but not having the answer to his question. 

"Why are you with Wes, Chloe? I know you. Wes isn't what you want. I know you aren't happy here. That's why you didn't go to Joven's tonight. I know, from our beloved midnight talks, that when you aren't happy with a situation, you shut down. You don't leave the house. You invited me over tonight because you wanted me to convince you. You want to be with me. I can feel it Chloe."

"M-Matt, y-you're wrong." I said taking steady steps backward as he walked closer to me. I didn't realize it before, but he might be right. He knows me better than I know myself. He knows how I am, how I work. 

Before I knew it, I felt my hands touch the cold, white wall behind me. I pressed my back fully against it, I had no where to go and Matt was as close as ever. This is what could ruin everything. This is what I knew shouldn't happen, but I also really wanted to. My eyes closed as his body closed the space between the each of us. He pulled his hand up to my face, cupping my cheek in his soft hand. 

"Chloe, I knew I couldn't say this before, but I-I love you." I heard his soft, weak voice say close to my lips. I opened my eyes, making eye contact with him. I didn't hesitate. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. At first he seemed shocked, but he melted into it, grabbing my hips and pulling me closer to him. 

I couldn't help myself from smiling. He pulled away, an equally bright smile spread across his once weak face. I melting into his arms, burying my face into his neck. I couldn't stop myself from smiling. His arms around me felt so protective. Like nothing in this world could come between us. 

And that's when I heard the door, and remembered that something could.