ashes [m.h.] (Completed)

Chapter 23.

It doesn't take long for us to pull into my usual parking space right in front of my dorm hall. The entire ride here was full of a comfortable silence that we don't break even as we walk towards my room.

"Feel like I haven't been here in forever." I say to myself as we walk through my door.

Matty doesn't respond. He simply walks in after me, and plops himself onto my bed. I shake my head with a smile on my face. Turning my attention to the task at hand, I head towards my closet. I open the door, revealing all of my untouched garments. I have no idea what I would like to wear today. Before I have the chance to contemplate any further Matty's voice reaches my ears.

"Pack a bag for the weekend?" He asks.

What? He wants me to stay the weekend at his place?

"Um, okay." I agree quickly before my mind can say no.

I reach up and grab a bag off the shelf above my head. After unziping it, I begin to fill it with shirts and jeans. I don't bother looking at the items in my hand, just stuffing the bag full with anything I'll need.

Once done packing, I grab a pair of leggings and a comfortable shirt and lay them at the foot of my bed.

"Need a pair of these?" Matty's voice calls. My head snaps up in surprise. I nearly forgotten he was here. My eyes meet his briefly but are quickly drawn to an object in his hands. He stands across the small room over my open dresser with a pair of black lace panties dangling from his fingers. My face goes red. I can't speak.

"All the lacey ones are truely exquisite, but its something about the black pair that screams sexy." He locates the matching lacey bralet, and walks it over to me. He simply lays the pair on top of my outfit in front of me with a smirk on his face. He sits himself onto the edge of the bed and nods me over.

"Come here." he commands softly.

My feet dont fight his wishes as I take the few steps towards him. I end up in between his legs, and his hands end up on my hips. His eyes are softer than I  expected. I assumed they'd be dark and full of lust, but they are instead a  shade lighter than usual.

His hands slide to my shorts, and he tugs the waistband down. The fabric slides down my thighs and eventually drops to the floor. I step out of them and Matty is quick to pick them up and place them on the bed. His attention goes to my shirt. He doesnt hesitate in reaching for the hem and pulling it upward. My arms go up as he slides the shirt over my head and places it by my shorts. His eyes don't leave mine as I stand in front of him half naked.

"Turn around."

I break the eye contact, turning my back to him, and doing as he says. The popping of my bra clip makes me jump. I can't see a thing Matty is doing, making my senses a little more on edge. I untangle myself from the bra and Matty takes it from my view. The black bralet is handed to me and I slide it over my head and arms as best I can. Matty's hands assist me in pulling it all the way down, and I adjust it properly. He doesn't waste time, going straight to my panties next, and pulling them down as he did the shorts. I am fully aware of my bare bottom in Matty's veiw, but I try to relax. He's seen quite and touched more of me than that.

"Step through." I hear below me.

I hadn't realized Matty's change in position. He holds the black panties at me feet awaiting for me to put them on. I can feel his soft curls brushing against my thighs. My feet move and step through the garmet. He pulls the fabric up my legs quickly, covering my bottom as best the small amount of fabric can. His large hand pats my bottom lightly and I laugh quietly at the moment we just shared.

"Go get dressed now." He chuckles.

With that, I leave from between his legs and grab my clothes, getting dressed fast. Once done and properly closed, with bag of clothes in hand, I look to Matty.

"To Starbucks?" I catch his attention.

"Yea then." He stands from my bed and heads for the door.

I trail behind him all the way outside and eventually walk by his side as we spot the Starbucks. Unlike his usual behavior, he grabs the door and steps to the side, holding the door open for me to walk through. I can't fight the smile that reaches my lips. This boy. I enter the nearly empty cafe with Matty following suit. Before I can walk to the counter he speaks.

"I'll wait over here." He says, standing by the door.

I nod and he smiles before his attention turns to the people walking outside the window. My feet take me to the familiar counter and a certainly  familiar face is quick to greet me.

"Maggie." He beams with a smile as white as milk wide on his face.

"Hi Holden." I smile back.

We fall silent.

"It's so nice to see you again." He says after a few moments.

I give a friendly laugh. "Yea.."

Awkward silence again.

"So, um, what will a beautiful girl like you be having today?"

My cheeks don't get the chance to go red as cold fingers and a large palm is met with the small of my back, causing me to jump.

"Everything alright here, love?" Matty interrupts Holden and I's exchange.

"Um, yea Matty." I say awkwardly.

"Alright darling, just making sure nobody's giving my babygirl any trouble." He says in a tone I've never heard before. His arm snakes around my waist, his free hand coming up and reaching my chin. He tilts my head up and smirks as our eyes meet. His lips meet mine quickly and he kisses me with a bit of force. His mouth engulfs mine and I'm soon under his control. He continues the kiss, getting heavier and heavier by the second. I dont think he planned on stopping and I know exactly why. My hand pushes at Matty's chest, breaking the kiss. He simply smiles. He knows the kiss had the effect he planned it having. Ugh. This. Boy.

"I'll wait for you in the car, babygirl." He says cooly before letting go of me and exiting the building.

I kind of just stand there. Speechless. Holden's presence is still there but I  can't find the balls to look up at him. Matty's jealousy had taken over the situation and I couldn't find the words to even begin to explain or apologize to Holden.

"I should probably go.. sorry." I finally choke out. With that said, I exit the shop just as Matty did.

I reach the car and climb into the passengers seat without a word. I'm not exactly sure how I feel aboutwhat just happened. On one hand Matty's actions were completely out of line. No matter if Holden was "flirting" or not, I'm perfectly capable of telling him if Matty is my boyfriend or not. Is he?

I ignore that last thought.

On the opposite end, it's kind of sweet. His overprotectiveness shows that he cares. He must want me for himself if he gets jealous of other guys talking to me. Does he want me?

Ugh. Ignore that last thought too.

My mind is too jumbled. I just need to stop thinking for a bit. Thats going to be tough when im spending the entire weekend with the dąmned boy! My mind goes to the bag of weed that was in my hands only a few hours ago. I know what that does to you. Makes your mind a little less jumbled. Calms you down. Maybe that's what I need.

I look to Matty. I hadn't realized he had started the drive back to his place. I contemplate saying anything. Oh what the hell, why not.

"So you smoke weed, right?"

The moment the words leave my lips, his head snaps to meet me with a serious expression on his face.