My Brothers Best Friend (Matt Espinosa Fanfic)

One True Pair?

As we made our way to Chipotle I awkwardly sat across from Matt. I'm afraid of opening up to him and saying that I like him A LOT. I'm afraid of not being good enough and that's why I can't admit that I like him. I've never been in a relationship and I don't know how to act. My thoughts were then interrupted by Hayes saying,
"Aria, we're here. You can get out of the car now?!"
"Oh. I'm sorry."

We ordered our food and I sat as far away from Matt as possible. We talked about our last 2 days in LA and how Nash wanted to look at houses, but I just tuned everything out. I looked down at my phone and saw a notification from Matt,

"@TheMatthewEspinosa: Expect a cool new video this Friday featuring mah best fraaaan @ArianaGrier!☺️"

I retweeted it then texted him,

"Yo homie can we film the video tomorrow? I'm not feeling the greatest right now."

He responded,

"Yea, sure. Everything ok? Need someone to take u back to the hotel?"

"No. I'm good. Just have a headache is all. Thanks for asking though goofball :)"

"No problem munchkin."

---- Next day ----

I woke up vomiting everything that was in my stomach.

"Aria you need me to get Nash?"

"If anything get Matt or Hayes please."
I said throwing my head back to the toilet.

I wipe my mouth on a rag and sat up against the wall. Soon Matt comes in and sits next to me,

"What's wrong cupcake?" he smirked.
"Not funny Matt. I've been vomiting all morning."

As soon as I said that I felt the vomit reach the back of my throat,

"Oh no."

Before I could pull my hair back I just started throwing up, luckily Matt cared so much and did that for me. He sat there holding my hair and rubbing my back. I sat back up and leaned my head against the wall,

"This sucks so much. But thank you."
"No prob Bob. I'm always here for you."

After we sat there for a while longer I got up and headed to my bed,

"Please tell Bart and the boys that I won't be able to make the show. Oh! And make sure you tell my fans that I can't make it and I feel awful, literally. and metaphorically."

He smiled at me,

"You got it. I'll come up during break and check up on you. Or I'll have Hayes, whoever can make it."

"Thank you." I smiled.

He turned the lights off and walked out quietly, letting me fall into a light sleep.

---- Matt's POV ----

Right now I can't be mad at Aria, she's sick and she's my best friend so I just need to be here for her. I'm so upset that she can't make it to the event. I walked into the green room,
"Hey guys Aria is really sick and can't come to the event she apologizes and tells you all to have fun."

Everyone's attitude changed after that, now you know exactly how much Aria impacts our shows and us as people. Ugh today is going to suck. Soon the show started and we were doing the Q&A and some asked why Aria wasn't here,

"Well guys, she got extremely sick this morning and wanted to come to the event, but could barely leave the bathroom. She feels awful about not being here and just in general. If you came here specifically for Aria please tell Bart and he'll arrange a meet up tomorrow so you can meet her, but there's going to be a limitation of how many people are able to come. She feels very bad about not being able to meet the people who support her most, but she loves y'all." I spoke into the mic.

That was so hard to say oh my god.
After the Q&A it was signing and picture time so we got to our tables and started. A girl walked up to me and said,

"Are you and Ariana dating?"
"Haha. No we're just really really good friends." I laughed.
"Awh man. I ship you guys so much. y'all have been my otp since I watched both of you!"
Before I could respond security made us take a picture and move on,
"Hey you should try and come to Aria's meet and greet. Some of will be there!"
She smiled and moved on to Nash's table.
When the event was over I went to Aria's room and knocked on the door,
"Hey buttercup! Feeling better?"
"A little. I haven't thrown up since this morning!" She smiled.
"Good." I said laying on her bed.
"A, what does otp stand for?"
"Otp?"
"Yeah."
"I don't know google it."
I looked it up and laughed.
"Why are you laughing?"
"It means One True Pair. Like a meant to be relationship."
"And why'd you need to know that??"
"Well during the meet and greet a fan said that she shipped us and said we were her otp and she said she was gonna try and meet you tomorrow at your little meet and greet!"
"Okay, haha. Cool."