*Finally, his face is only centimeters from yours. And he smirks and starts tickling you.*
Y/N: MATT! N- no! S- stop! *you say in between laughs.*
*In what seems like forever, you finally manage to push him off of you, and you jump up and run out of your room. He chases you downstairs, and all around the house. Finally, he tackles you to the couch in the living room. He holds you down while you laugh.*
Y/N: Please- Please don't tickle me!
*He smiles*
Matt: I won't.
*Instead, he picks you up from the couch. He leans his forehead on yours, and you smile slightly. You both lean in until...*
Taylor: *He swings the door open* WASSUP BIT- whoa. Damn, what did I miss?
*Matt puts me down and we laugh*
Y/N: Nothing. We've just been chilling. What are you doing here?
Taylor: Well, I was gonna chill too, but if y'all are in the middle of.. something, then I can leave.
Y/N: Naw, bruh. You can stay. You weren't interrupting anything.
Taylor: Yeah right!
Matt: *He laughs* Shut up, Tay!
Taylor: *He holds his hands up in defense.* Sorry, sorry.
*You shake your head, chuckling.*
'But what if he did interrupt it? Was Matt really about to kiss me? Damn it, Tay!' you think to yourself.
Taylor: What?
'Shit, I said that out loud?'
Taylor: Yup.
Y/N: Oh my God. *Facepalm*
