Faded Memories. (Mathew Espinosa Fan-Fic)

Chapter Four.

Hannah's pov:

"Yeah.", His voice cracked out.

I wanted so badly to hug him; kiss him. But I knew I had to play it cool. I think both Taylor and Kaitlyn both noticed the awkward tension between me and Matt.

Taylor awkwardly coughed which made the sitituation more awkward. Matt just put his head down.

"Well you two should come to the beach with me and the guys after the convention!", Taylor commented with much enthusiasm.

"Yea I would love that", I replied with a large smile.

Matthew looked up again, his face filled with glee.

"Here what's your number I could call you afterwards."

I didn't really want his number just so I could call him afterwards, I mean he is one fine looking specimen so why not have it just to have it?

We exchanged numbers and soon enough the convention was over. Surprisingly I actually enjoyed it!

Kaitlyn's pov:

The whole car ride back to the hotel was Hannah smiling and laughing at her phone. I sat there annoyed debating whether I should say something to her or not. I decided I shall and screamed at the top of my lungs.

"DAFUQ BRO WHAT!?", Kaitlyn screamed with wide eyes.

I was laughing my butt off at this point not just because she almost peed herself but that she dropped her phone out the window.

Successful with my work I backed up to get her phone.

The rest of the car ride I had Hannah cussing at me and complaining that I broke her phone. I just smirked and shrugged.

"It's not funnyy.", Hannah pouted at me.

"Yes it is. Now shut up or jam out with me." I said to her as I turned the volume as loud as it could go.

Me and Hannah can never stay mad at each other for long so we jammed out to 'All I ever need' by Austin Mahone, and I swear my underwear were running right beside the car the whole time back to the hotel.

We made it to the hotel in perfect shape, well besides Hannah's phone, and changed into our bikinis. Mine was hot pink with ruffles and Hannah's was a strapless purple ombré one. After changing into just a thin oversized sweater to go over my bikini I walked into the living room part of our hotel room were Hannah was already seated. She was wearing a muscle tank for a cover up. We slipped on our sandals and headed for the beach which was about 4 minutes away from the hotel we were staying at.

Taylor's pov:

I was getting kind of nervous since Hannah wasn't answering my text. I know we just met but she was honestly perfect. The way her eyes lite up when she smiled just got me feelin some type of way.

My daydream was caught off with Nash stating, "Wait are those the hot girls you met at the convention?"

I quickly looked over and as Nash stated, yes those were the hot girls from the convention, but one of them caught my eye. Hannah. God she was perfect.

We met eye contact and her face lite up. A huge smile appeared on her face.

"Taylor!", she screeched running over to me.

I caught a glimpse of Matthew glaring at me from the corner of my eye. I decided to ignore him and turn my attention back to Hannah. All I could do was smile and hug her tightly. She lightly giggled and blushed.

"Lets get in the water guys!", she said stripping out of her muscle tank and running to the ocean. I think all of us guys were in shock because of her perfect body.

"Well pinch my buttcheeks and call me charley, let me get some of that.", Cameron said as he pulled his shirt off also.

Soon enough all of us were in the water playing volleyball and pulling people under, pretty much having a great time.

The only person missing was Matt. What has gotten into him? Ever since Hannah arrived he's been acting so different.

Matthew's pov:

I sat on the beach as the others played in the water. I just wasn't in the mood to be 'happy'. Taylor looked over at me and gave me the 'what the heck has gotten into you' look. I was about to give him a reassuring smile until Hannah engulfed him in a big hug. I felt a tear slide down my cheek. Why was I feeling like this for a girl who doesn't like me. I quickly wiped it away before anyone saw it. I couldn't take this anymore, I decided to get up and leave. I picked up my towel and headed back to our hotel room.

Once I was in my hotel room I laid in my bed and let out all my emotions. Which meant crying like a baby for over 20 minutes. Soon enough a wave of sleep washed over me, and I was out.

Nobody cared I had left.
They didn't even notice.

Oh how very useless I am. To Hannah. And to everyone else.