I walked back into the club to see Matt talking to James and Ashley. He immediately darted over to me, "I wasn't sure that you'd be back. Are you okay?" Being the sweet guy he is, I could tell that he was genuinely concerned about me.
I faked a smile, "I'm good, I think I need a drink, a strong one." I wasn't lying, I really did need one. What the fuck just happened? Jared took me out of here only to fight with me, and when he got me all alone, he pulled away? What the fuck was that about?
Matt handed me a drink and I downed it as fast as I could. Matt watched in shock and horror, probably thinking I'm a raging alcoholic. The first time I actually considered giving in to Jared, he decides to have an attack of conscious? I hadn't been with anyone else and when I finally broke down, ready to give in to him, he stopped? I would've let him fuck me right there in that truck, God, I wanted it. I knew that I had been a bitch lately, throwing his mistakes in his face all the time, but the anger, guilt, and loneliness, clouded my thoughts.
Well, if he didn't want me, maybe Matt did. I just needed a few more drinks to get the courage to go through with it.
Handing me another drink, he just stared at me, looking even more concerned. "Take it easy with that stuff. You sure that you are okay?"
"Yes, I am now." I lied right to his face. Matt ran into a friend of his and after he introduced me, they were busy in a conversation. I stood and listened to them talk about Matt's band and touring. This happened so many times with Jared. They were so alike, yet so different.
Finally, his friend left and I danced with Matt. He was so sweet and thoughtful and I loved that I could go out with him without being hounded by fans. I was sure that he would be recognized, but not nearly as often as Jared.
Later in the night, Ashley and I were chatting and she let me know that they were leaving. She had a photo session first thing in the morning. I hugged her goodbye and turned to Matt.
"So, are you ready to get the hell out of here?" I asked, feeling a lot more carefree and relaxed.
"Sure, we can go." He took my hand and led me outside to the car. Photos were once again being snapped like crazy, I was sure there would be many theories about my departure with Jared earlier in the night and now again with Matt. I covered my face and climbed into Matt's car. He brought me home and came in with me. Emily had been asleep since about nine. It was only a little after midnight, but mom wasted no time in heading out.
She got up and I walked her to the door. "I hope you had a good night. I love you." She kissed and hugged me. "Matt it was nice to meet you."
He smiled, "Nice to meet you too."
She left and I sat next to Matt on the couch. I wasn't drunk, but I was definitely feeling extra courageous.
"Kristen are you sure that everything's okay between you and Jared?" He asked.
"Yes, but let's not talk about him." I moved closer and slid my hand around the back of his head and giving him a kiss on the lips. I was never one to make the first move, but hey, I was feeling audacious as hell. He wrapped his arms around me and leaned in to the kiss. His touch was soft and gentle, just like his kiss.
