A broken boy// Matthew Espinosa Fanfiction

6

Dani's POV

A month later.

I walk into second period, seeing Matthew sitting at the desk next to mine, papers laid face down on everyone's desks.

I sit down and look over at Matthew

"What is this?" I asked.

"Our grades from the test two days ago. The chapter test" He said anxiously tapping his foot.

"Can we look at them?" I asked and he nodded.

"Did you look at yours?" I asked and he shook his head no.

I flip mine over, looking at mine and see I got a 87.

Pretty good.

I look over at Matthew to see him trying to glance at my grade and I put it back face down.

"Look at your grade" I said, anxious to know what he got

"What if I did bad?" He asked

"You don't know unless you look" I said and he sighs.

He slowly picks it up and looks at it.

I don't just incase he doesn't want me to.

A smile spreads across his face and he shakes his head

"I don't know how you did it Dani" He said laying the test down face up and I look at it and see a 79 written on it.

"You did so Good!" I exclaimed happily.

"All thanks to you" He said smiling.

"I literally just showed you the steps and helped you out when you had a question. You did this yourself" I said and he looks down smiling still.

"Thank You" He said quietly and I nod.

"Anytime" I said shrugging.

I go through the rest of the day, waiting to be able to go home because it is Friday.

Finally, I am able to start my walk home.

As I walk I take the small rubber bands out of the ends of my two french braids, slowly untangling one of the braids.

I hear my name getting called and I glance back and see Matthew jogging up.

"Hey" I said smiling and continuing to take out the braids.

"Hey." He replied, walking with me since we were going the same way.

Once my braids were both out I stop and flip my head over and run my fingers through my hair, shaking it out so it isn't so tight and in place.

I flip my head back up and he chuckles at me.

"So what are your plans for the weekend?" He asked me

"Probably eating and watching netflix" I said.

"Thats it?" He asked me and I nodded.

"Yeah.. I don't really like parties THAT much to be going to them every weekend... I have to be in the mood for those things" I said shaking my head and he chuckles.

"I get that, But is it just you?" He asked me.

"Me, My food,And netflix." I stated

"Can I join?" He asked

"I dunno. You gonna try to get in my bed?" I asked

"Are you gonna make me sit on the beanbag again?" He asked me.

"There is always the floor" I said and he chuckles.

"Why can't I lay in your bed?" He whines.

"Well I just think that me, you, a bed, and netflix will turn into you, me, and rape" I said

"Now, I know I have that rep as a fuck boy or whatever, and I mean yeah. I do fuck around. But I wouldn't force anyone into anything they didn't want to do" He tells me and then he furrows his eyebrows

"Ok. you can lay on my bed.. But don't try anything mister otherwise back to the beanbag" I said pointing at him and he laughs a little

"Yes Ma'am" He said saluting me making me chuckle and nudge him a little

We get to my house.

"Do you have to tell your parent's where you are or anything?" I asked him.

"They don't care" He said bluntly and I look at him for a minute, a sad look spread across his face for a split second but he soon replaced it with a fake smile

"Well alrighty then. Lets go up to my room" I said and we walk up the stairs.

We set our bags on the floor and the first thing Matthew does is flop down on my bed and gasp.

"OH MY GOD I'M LAYING ON A MARSHMALLOW" He exclaimed making me laugh

"Your bed is SO comfortable" He states spreading out.

"Matthew get out of the middle" I said crawling onto the side of the bed.

"You can always join meee" He said and I rolled my eyes, but decided to mess with him.

I scoot closer towards the middle, before swinging one of my legs over him and sitting on his lower stomach.

I lean down, really close to his ear and I feel his hands on my hips.

"Scoot over or get on the beanbag" I whispered before pushing his hands off me and getting off of him.

He groans and rolls over to the side of my bed.

"Thank you" I said turning on the TV.

I put on netflix and let him choose a movie.