Matt imagine
I tried my best to look amazing for Matt only because, even though I didn't want to admit it, I was going to end up being jealous, I love Ariana Grande but I know Matt loves her a lot more, even though it was my idea to go and Matt is my boyfriend I know he loves me. I could get jealous at times, I mean who doesn't? I wanted to look really cute so he would still pay attention to me, I know it seems thirsty and a like an attention seeker, but I don't want my boyfriend to completely ignore me. I dressed in his favorite outfit he likes on me and did my hair they way he likes. I honestly was really excited as well though.
"Almost ready?" Matt cheered grabbing the car keys. we were actually in New York for an invent. we were going to see Ariana at Madison square garden. it was huge.
"Alright! I'm good" he nodded and helped me into the car. I smiled at him for his nice gesture. he got in and started driving. music was blasting and the building lights shined bright and mixed perfect with all the headlights. we arrived and we barley had to wait in line. It was quick and me and Matt were so excited. he was squealing like a little girl.
"I'm so excited!" he laughed.
The concert was starting and Ariana's entrance was just as fabulous as her, Matt jumped up and down as she sang problem.
Around when she was singing Baby I, I started to get so tired and Matt was even looking at me, didn't ask me how I was doing, didn't complement me. it's like I didn't exist. he started talking to a girl next to him and by the minute I got even more jealous. I stood closer next to Matt and held onto his arm. I heard there conversation.
"You here with any one?" the unfortunately pretty red head stared into Matthews eyes. I lifted my eyebrows.
"Oh...um," he looked around an spotted me next to him.
"Yeah, this is Y/N" I smile at her even though id rather cut her jugular. I shake her hand which was awkward because I felt like a mother.
The point is Matt didn't even notice that I was here, for a split second I didn't exist, it makes me think if it's like this a lot. where he never thinks about me. Matt Intertwines his fibers with mine and our hands lock. I look down at our hands and smile. he looks back at the girl.
"This is my girlfriend" he smiled proud that I was his. She smiled a nodded understanding and sorta mad she couldn't have Matt. I looked at him and he leaned in, his lips barley above mine and smiled then fully put his pink lips onto mine as Ariana grande blasted and she danced in that black and white dress with high white gogo boots. the night was young and maybe I was over reacting by saying Matt wasn't paying an attention.
"Forgot to say, but you look so beautiful tonight Y/N" he puts his arm around me and kisses my forehead.
"Thank you" I smile and blush. it turned out to be a good night.
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