The Deaf and The Rich

Chapter twelve...

I had stayed the night in Matthew's office with him again, wrapped in his shirt instead of my beloved jacket. Angel had joined us through the night. He talked, like I could hear, endlessly, most likely about random things from his phone. He showed me images that made him chuckle, I laughed lightly along with him.

The way his chest rumbled as he laughed was the only thing that kept me awake. I slept, not deeply, just enough to feel completely refreshed.

I stood and walked, stretching my limbs. I buttoned the shirt up and turned to him, spinning holding my arms out, like a girl in a new dress would. He smiled, pushing Angel away.

He had since gotten a second shirt to wear.

From where, I don't know but wherever these shirts are kept I will burn to the ground... well hello inner crazy gay.

The journey back was peaceful, Angel had eaten the biscuits from his desk and we had coffee in the building's café. Pulling up to the house and I stepped out, opening the door for Angel. She hopped out and bounded over to the front door, I stood by the car for a moment longer.

A tug on my hand pulled me into reality.

"Come here." Matthew said as I turned to him. He tugged me down, into a kiss. I melted into the kiss immediately; I placed a hand to the back of his head. "Goodbye Joshua." He said as I pulled back, reluctantly.

I waved, too shocked and red to do anything else.

I turn to the house and see Henry staring, open-mouthed.

"Matthew Johnson?" he said, most likely yelling.

In reply I simply nodded, my cheeks burning softly.

I want my brother back...

Screw it.

I ran up and hugged him; he wrapped his arms around me too.

We stood there for a while, ignoring Angel's barks. I walk inside after him and move to go upstairs but am stopped by Henry. His arm blocked my way and I looked up at him, slightly annoyed.

"Change your shirt." He spoke this time, looking stern.

I rolled my eyes...

If he's being brotherly again I will be pissed... after what? 3 weeks? Little less maybe...

He scrunched his nose up.

"Did you smoke?" he questioned.

I nodded, he sighed running a hand through his hair, annoyed. "Stop it." He said.

I just shrugged. I ran up the stairs and unbuttoned the shirt, sliding it off, realising I had left my jacket at Matthew's office... I need my jacket back. I grabbed my phone, and another hoodie, and sent him a quick text.

Me – my jacket still there?

Matthew – I was about to tell you that

Me – could you possibly drop it of?? Pleeeaaaaaseeee

Mathew – of course love

Me – thanks x

I sent a kiss...

Oh my god I'm too weird, he must think I'm creepy.

Around 10 minutes later there was a knock on the door, I rushed downstairs but Henry had gotten there before me. He pulled the door open and looked shocked.

My eyes met Matthew's, I smiled lightly. He held my jacket up, waving it slightly.

I moved to the front door and pushed Henry out of the way, thankful that the family was out of the house I waved at Matthew.

"Here, I got here as fast as I could." He replied, passing me the jacket. I smiled at him; I felt a poke to my shoulder.

"You going to stand here all day? It'll get cold." Henry asked, grumpily, as I turned.

I returned to face Matthew. 'Can you stay?' I signed. He moved his arm and look at his watch, a Rolex... A FREAKING ROLEX.

"Yeah I can stay for a while, that okay with you?" I realised now that he was no longer talking to me but to Henry. Sighing, Henry nodded.

'Thank you.' I signed while smiling happily. I grabbed Matthew's hand and pulled him into the kitchen, bypassing all of Henry's shocked friends. I pushed him onto a bar stool and grabbed two glasses, I placed them on the counter and looked up at him. He was sat like a model, his chin rested on his intertwined fingers as he smiled at me. He watched me pour the drinks and I tilted my head to the side, curiously.

He stood abruptly and moved to the side I was on, his hands cupped my face and held it gently. His hands trailed down my body and around my waist, I moved my own arms around his neck. He pressed me against the counter lightly. I hopped a little and sat on the worktop, careful of the drinks.

He leaned down slightly and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips, I returned the kiss just as gently. My eyes fluttered closed as he pushed against my lips. He pulled away and smirked at my, most likely, cherry red face.

His head snapped to the door and I looked as well. I saw Henry stood at the doorway with a guy and two girls. All open mouthed but Henry who looks angry as hell.

They had just watched me kiss Matthew Johnson... the current 'hottest bachelor'.

Now what...?