There's a knock on the door, so I open it. "Hey, Matty, what's up?" I ask. He looks me up and down, and I realize I didn't put any shorts on before answering. "Eyes are up here, Matty." I say. He blushes and chuckles.
"I was informed that I am brining you to the Mikealson ball." He says. "Informed or threatened?" I ask. He smiles, and I nod my head in understanding. "Anyways, I will pick you up tonight at six." He says, and I nod. "I'll be ready, and not in a shirt and underwear." I say. He laughs, and I actually smile.
His eyes practically fall out of his brain, so I tilt my head to the side confused. "What?" I ask. "Your smiling." He states. "Am I not allowed to smile?" I ask, smiling brighter. "No, I just think you have a beautiful smile." He says. I blush, and hide my face, then clear my throat. "I'll, uh, see you at six." I say, then close the door on him.
I put my back against the door, and attempt to settle my emotions.
My heart flutters as I realize Matt just told me I have a beautiful smile.
It falls as I realize I might be getting feelings for him.
It cracks as I remember Enzo, the only man I have ever been in love with.
It shatters as I realize Matt has every bit of trust I have left. Only pain and heartbreak can come from trust.
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Deadly but Silent
FanfictionGrowing up with brothers is hard. Growing up with brothers in the 1800s is hard. Growing up with brothers who keep leeving you is hard. Growing up with Damon and Stefan Salvatore as your brothers is the hardest thing ever. I'm just unfortunate e...
