Erika's POV:
As soon as I got home from school, I made my way to the couch. I stayed there watching Viceland for at least 5 hours. My eyes started to drift off into a deep sleep until I heard three loud pounds on my door causing me to jump off the sofa.
Who the absolute fuck would be knocking on my door this late? I dragged myself to the door, rolling my eyes, getting ready to slam the door in whoevers face it was.
"What do you wantttttt?" I lazily yawn stretching out my arms.
"Open the door Erika." My eyes shot open when I heard that familiar deep voice.
"Matt? Why are you even here?" My voice shakes from behind the door, why would Matt want to come in, Ian wasn't even home.
"I'm here for Ian, can you just open the damn door?", as I unlocked the door and swung it open, Matt appeared in front of me, his eyes seem to be tired.
"Ian isn't here, so you can go.", as the words left my mouth I instantly regretted them, I had this weird feeling in my stomach that I didn't want him to leave. Before I could completely close the door, Matt pushed it open and shoved me aside, walking in. Who does he think he is? He heads straight for the fridge grabbing a can of soda. The pop from the can echoes throughout downstairs.
"I said Ian isn't here, are you deaf or something?" My hand held the door open motioning him to leave.
"I'll wait." He brings the can over to our couch changing the channel from Viceland to Netflix.
A sigh leaves my mouth slowly closing the door and locking it. I can't believe I have to stay downstairs tonight because my floors are being redone in my room. The people aren't even halfway done yet. Trust me, I would go up there if I could. I walk over to where Matt was sitting and sat right next to him.
"Are you serious? There is so much space on this couch and you choose to sit right next to me." Matt scolds me not making eye contact with me. BOy this is my house.
"Oh, sorry," I sarcastically apologize. I moved over to the single chair next to the window.
He rolls his eyes and and puts the remote and his feet on the coffee table. I death glare at him
"Get your dusty crusty $2 Walmart ratty ass sneakers, off my coffee table.", I gave him a serious look while trying to hold in my laughter.
He was looking at me with a shocked expression. With him staring at me while replaying what I just said in my head, I couldn't help it anymore. By the time I gained my conscious back, I was on the floor with tears running down my face. My now red cheeks were sore from the smiling and my stomach was cramping up from all the laughter. My asthma then kicks in as I start to loudly cough and gasp for air. Matt leaps off the couch onto the floor next to me. He wraps one of his arm around my shoulders and the other around my back. His face is centimeters from mine, i can feel his hot breath against my skin. At that moment the door swung open and in walked Ian.
"What the fuck." Ian yells as he looks at Matt on top of me on the ground.
I quickly get out of Matt's grip and stand up.
"What's wrong babe." A mysterious white teen boy comes in behind Ian. My jaw drops.
"What the fuck." Matt and I say in unison.
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By- @mansionstina & @hifangschampion
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Dare // Matt Champion
RomanceMatt Champion, the infamous bad boy, seems as he's the rudest guy in school. Nobody has ever been able to have a friendship with him, except for his two best friends, Joba and Ian. When Ian's little sister Erika, gets dared by her best friend, Tina...
