Matt Hardy #3

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"Will you please just come and hangout with me?" I pouted over at Matt, his eyes still staring out of the window. "Matt," I continued.

"Just give me half an hour to nap and I'm all yours." I shook my head, plopping down on the bed beside him.

"I don't have half an hour." His arm stretched out, trying to pull me in over towards him, but I fought him off.

"Half an hour is the best I can do." I sighed, running my hands through my hair.

"Fine, I guess I'll just build my blanket fort alone then." Matt's head snapped around to look at me, raising his eyebrow.

"Don't do this to me?" He chuckled, smiling sweetly at me.

"Do what?" I teased, turning around so my body was looking towards him. "I'm not doing anything." A piece of my hair fell forwards, Matt's hand quickly reaching forwards and brushing it back past my ear.

"Come on," he whispered, placing a soft kiss on my lips.

"Really?" I squealed, lacing his hand in with mine.

"Yeah, you won't leave me alone otherwise." I giggled, standing up, and pulling him up off the bed, opening up the cupboard door.

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