102//m.h

21

8 hours.

i pick up my phone, and dial his number, before i hit the call button i hear the front door close. i get off the sofa and walk over to the front door. i see matty, taking off his jacket.

he looks at me, sad and watery eyes. i sigh and walk over to him. he wraps his arms around me and i bury my head in the crook of his neck.

"i'm so sorry, love."

"where were you?"

"i made everyone stay late and we finished everything so we could go out tomorrow night."