Chasing Cars

Cherry thurytree

Matt's Pov

I stared into Carter's eyes, oh how I missed them. I missed his smell, his soft features, everything bout him.

"Can you stop staring at me?" he asks none to kindly, quickly getting up.

My mouth falls open in awe, and I quickly stand up, too.

"Sorry, Carter," I say

"How do you know my name?" he asks quizzically.

"Umm, it's me, Matt. Matthew Espinosa."

He face brightens at my name,"Youre that kid who got in a coma! I didn't know you woke up!"

"Uh, yeah." I nervously rub the back of my neck.

"Well, Shawn's gonna be glad to hear it. Do you remember Shawn?"

"Yes, haha. I heard he became a really successful singer."

"Oh he did!" Carter says proudly,"I'm so excited for him!"

I smile and nod.

"Well, um, I gotta go," Carter says awkwardly,"but you should call me sometime." he takes out his phone, so I take mine out too.

I already know his number, weird right? But I let him type it in anyways. I put mine into his.

"See ya later," he smiles before walking away.

I check out his ass, admiring it. I've missed him so much. And here's my chance to make everything perfect. I head back to the house, forgetting why I left in the first place.

"Hey Matt, where you've been?" Cam asks as I walk through the door.

"Ya know, talking trash and fucking bitches," i keep my face straight.

He gives me an odd look, and I walk to the kitchen. Grabbing a pop from the fridge, I head on to my computer to find an online school. Ugh, school. One thing I haven't missed.

After finding a good one, I applied to it, then headed back downstairs. I sighed at Cam passed out on the couch.

-:-:-:-

A few weeks had passed and I had settled nicely into life. Well, as nicely as I could. I still screwed up sometimes, getting my experience, as I liked to call it, and reality mixed up. But other than that I had settled in.

"What do you want?" the waiter asked me.

Nash and I were in Texas Roadhouse. Cam left a few days ago with his mom. I guess his Grandma was really sick and he wanted to be with her on her last days. Nash wanted to go, but for some reason, probably because of me, Cam wouldn't let him. Lemme tell you summthin tho, Nash was a wreck with out him.

He was seriously whipped, I was actually a bit concerned about it. He didn't really do anything the day Cam left. He just went in his room and wouldn't come out. I had to drag him out, and force him to come and eat with me.

"I'd like a steak, medium rare, with a side of French fries and could you bring more of those rolls? They are absolutely delicious," I smile at him, he was rather cute.

"Sure thing," the waiter says smiling back."And for you?" he turns to Nash.

He just sat there, staring out into space.

"He'll have the same thing," I hand him our menus, and with an odd look at Nash, the waiter walked away.

"Nash!" I say, snapping my hands in front of his face.

"Yeah?" he slowly asks, looking at me as if I just appeared.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just miss Cam," he sulks.