Unintended

Part 8

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*A WEEK LATER BACK IN ENGLAND*

"Mona? You in?" I hear Matt call from the kitchen. I walk out of my bedroom to greet him and he smiles.

"Hey" I say.

"Hey, I got cereal" he says and holds up a box of krave.

"Finally! Thank you!" I say hugging him. He pours us some and I sit at the bar and fiddle with a spoon thats lying on the counter.

"Where's Dom?" Matt asks.

"Shower"

"Kay, what time is it?"

"About eleven"

"Cool, here you go"

He pushes a bowl of cereal over the counter to me and I smile and tuck in.

"Hungry?" He asks and I look up at him sitting holding in his laughing.

"Very" I say. He chuckles and tucks in aswell.

"When are we leaving for Japan?" I ask.

"Two days"he replies.

"We should probably pack"

"Probably"

"What we doing today?"

"I don't know, whatever"

"Sweet"

I sit back in my chair. I can feel the elephant in the room more now. We haven't talked about the night when he pounced on me yet and I know we need to but no ones said anything.

"So....Yknow...um" he says.Oh maybe the elephant is being addressed.

"Yes...?" I ask.

"Okay we both know what happened the other night and I just want to say that I honestly don't know what happened. My body like...took over me and I couldn't- I really couldn't- control myself and I really I don't know I mean I think I -think I l-love you but it doesn't matter because Dom but yeah I'm really sorry Mona I never meant to- just...yeah..." He says quickly then grabs our now empty cereal bowls and goes to put them away. I sit thinking for a second or two. Love? How can he love me?

"It's alright Matt" I say and he slowly sits back down but doesn't look at me, "but, well, how can you- no- how did this start...I mean how- when- did you start thinking you loved me?"

"When you started going out with Dom" he says fiddling with the spoon I'd been fiddling with earlier that's still sitting on the counter.

"We've known each other forever. How come these feelings just happened recently? And really, is it really love?" I ask him. He shakes his head.

"I don't know how, I really don't. You just started to look more beautiful and act more kindly and be funnier and just I began thinking of you in a way I would about a girl I see standing at a bar and I just fell in love with you...yes, love....I can't stop thinking about you and i just want to be with you all the time" he explains.

"Oh...but you wouldn't fall in love with someone at a bar would you?" I ask trying to think of some way- even if it's crap- to respond to that.

"Well no but, ugh, you get what I mean. Like I started thinking about you in a way that I would if I met a girl somewhere and I asked her out or whatever, in a more than best friends way" he explains.

"Oh..." Is all I can think to say.

"Yeah..." He replies and we just sit in silence for a few seconds.