Scars - Chapter Seven

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"Take a left at the next intersection," Matt says.

We are now in my car, on our way to Matt's house. I didn't feel that it was safe for him to drive himself home, so we left his car at the park and I am simply driving him.

He directs me all the way up to a cozy home that is set back in the oak trees that scatter themselves across this area of our town.

"Home, sweet home," he says jokingly, opening his door to get out. "Would you like a tour of the place?"

"Um... sure."

I really should be getting home, I'm sure my mom is probably freaking out because I have not been home since I went for that run two days ago, but I just can't bring myself to leave Matt. So, I text my mom telling her everything and that I am ok. When she text back and tries to tell me that I HAVE to go home, I simply send her a message saying I am 18 and she can't tell me when I HAVE to come home.

As we walk into the house I am hit by the scent of leather. I look around and find that it is because all of the furniture in the house in upholstered in leather. The ceilings are high and the walls are far apart, all in all the place is huge.

Matt grabs my hand and pulls me around the house saying things like, "this is the kitchen," and, "this is the guest room."

"And finally," he says smiling down at me, "this is my bedroom..."

He opens the door to reveal a large room with a huge kings sized bed positioned in the middle of the far wall. There is a large plasma screen TV on the wall, and the door is hanging open to his closet revealing a long walk-in closet. I walk over to the closet and walk in, looking at the rows and rows of t-shirts and basketball shorts. I turn around to see a smirking Matt standing in the doorway of the closet.

"See something you like?"

"Not a something, a someone is more like it." I say smiling back at him as I walk over to put my hands on the side of his face, just to see him sigh with contentment. We just stand there for a moment, staring into each others eyes, when he slowly bends down and presses his lips to mine. It was a simple and sweet kiss, but in that kiss I found safeness, contentment, and finally, love.

I don't know how it is possible, especially after only two days, but I feel as if I am quickly falling in love with Matt.

I feel him smile against my lips and I pull away to look at his face.

"What?" I ask sheepishly.

"Nothing, I'm just happy. Mainly because you're so awesome. You're beautiful, you actually have a good personality, I feel like I can trust you, and then there's the fact that when I kiss you I feel no pain anywhere in my body."

I don't say anything, I just stand on my tippy toes once more, and pull him back into another kiss. He smiles again and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me even closer to him.

this is the next chapter.

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