Chapter 8

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The sound of the door clicking shut pulls me out of my unconscious state. I immediately sit up and let my eyes scan the room. I could have sworn I heard the door close. I look to the blanket scattered across the floor. Why's my blanket on the floor? My brain isn't comprehending my surroundings. My hands are brought to my eyes and I rub the sleep from them. The jumbled thoughts of the door and the blanket finally make sense as I become fully awake.

Matty.

He spent the night here. He drove me home. He hit his head...

"He kissed me." I whisper to myself.

And he was sure to be gone before I awoke. What's his deal?

The opening of the door pulls me from my thoughts. A shirtless Matty slips through the doorway, closing it behind him. The familiar dark jeans cling to his legs and his black shirt in hand. He meets my eyes and begins to speak.

"Morning"

"Morning" I croak, my morning voice evident.

"Sleep well?" His voice soft and caring but his eyes stare deep in mine.

"Yea" i begin to step out of bed. My  toes touch the cold floor and I stretch the sleep out of me. I have no plans for today. I assume Matty has another party to get ready for so he won't stick around long. I walk to my closet and scan the small space for something decent to wear. I don't feel very energetic today so a pair of leggings and will suffice. I place the leggings and a comfortable grey shirt on my bed. Initially I had gone for my white shirt, but the thoughts of the last incident with Matty and a white shirt stopped me.

"What are you getting dressed for?" Matty interrupts. I had forgotten he was here.

"Breakfast" I say. I hadn't planned on going out for breakfast but I suppose it wouldn't hurt. That'll give Matty a reason to go-

"Where are we going for breakfast" he interrupts again.

"I don't know I thought IHop maybe, if there's one around-" I stop. What did he say? "What?" I face him.

"What's the matter?" His face full of confusion.

"You're going to have breakfast with me?" Out of all things I'd think he'd go do, this certainly isn't one. I assumed he had better things to do. Why would he have any interest in spending more time with me than he has to.

"Yea, if thats alright with you" he cooly responds.

I nod, and turn my attention back to my clothes.

"I need to shower" i state.

"I'll be here" he coos.

With that, i grab my toiletry bag and a towel and head for the door. I walk down the hall towards the showers and let my mind run. I dont know what to think of this boy. He's something else for sure. Something about him makes me wonder. The mystery behind his actions and his words make me feel something. I can't begin to explain it.

I reach the shared showers and enter quickly. I want to spend the least amount of time naked in a public place as possible. My hair is washed and my body clean, as i wrap my towel tightly around me. I take the short walk back to my room and reach the door.

I open the door and my eyes find Matty sprawled across my bed. His phone is in his hand with headphones in his ears. He doesn't seem to notice my arival, his attention glued to the device in hand. I take the opportunity to change while he's distracted. My feet quietly take me to my closet. I open the small door and step inside best i can. I try to put my bra and panties on as discreet as possible, careful to hide behind the door. I turn my back to him and the rest of my outfit follows suit. The inconvenience this boy is bringing to my morning is making me wish he left before I did wake.

After i finish dressing i emerge from the small space. His head is already fixed towards me and I scan his face for emotion. Seconds pass and I choose to ignore the boy on my bed. I grab my makeup bag and head towards my mirror. My hair is looks a mess, curls matted together in a frizzy mess. I brush through my tangled hair quickly and decide to fishtail it. With quick fingers I braid it. My hair is done and i reach for my makeup.

"You ready?" He breaks the scilence.

"No, i still have to do my makeup"

"No you don't" he casually says, removing himself from my bed and up on his feet. "I told you, you don't need to paint your face to try to look pretty. You already look beautiful without it" he states as it were just an everyday fact.

"Well what if i want to wear makeup?" I challenge. His hands go up in defense.

"Hey im not making you do anything. If you want to, go ahead. Im just letting you know so you dont waste and hour of your morning when you could be sleeping in."

Ugh. This boy.

I roll my eyes and grab my shoes. I quickly lace them up, and grab my purse.

"Lets go." I call. I hear a deep chuckle from behind and i can't help the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. His laugh gets me every time.

We walk outside in silence. I lead the way confidently towards my car. His dark figure emerges beside me, and i look up at him in curiousty. I hadn't noticed the height difference until now. His slender frame and broad shoulders tower over mine. I should've worn my heels. He looks down at me and meets his eyes with mine. I didn't realize I was staring. His eyes are soft with a smirk playing along his lips. A curl or two has escaped his ponytail from the night before.

My feet don't cooperate with my distracted brain and fail to walk properly. I stumble over myself, but am quickly caught by two strong hands. I regain balance and feel the heat rise to my cheeks. I always end up embarrassed when I'm around Matty. His large hands grip my waist and arm, and I begin to walk normally. I try to ignore the feeling I  get when when touches me, and focus on anything but.

"Thank you" I say.

We reach the car and we part ways. The warmth from his touch still lingers. I head to my car and notice my misdirection. I assumed I'd be driving my car.

"I'm driving" he clarifies, noticing where I am.

I don't pass on the free ride, and haste to his passenger side. I hop inside with ease. Sounds of the engine purr within the small space, as I buckle myself in. Matty does the same and I smile happily. We pull out of the car filled lot and head onto the main road.

I hope this goes smoothly.

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