Everyone is my type | Matt's Story

12. Austin's mood

Matt's POV

The next morning I wake up to my stomach rumbling like mad. We all forgot to eat last night because we were so tired and I couldn't even sleep because so much was on my mind about Angela. Oh shit, I also forgot to check up on her. I quickly text her if she wants to meet up later. I look at the time and realise it's 1 pm, nice morning that was.

I sit up from the sofa and look over at the others sleeping, apart from Rowan who is probably in his own room. After doing my business in the bathroom I begin to head downstairs with my head pounding, I didn't even drink that much, it must be because of the shit music that was blasting all night.

"Matt?"

I turn around to find Rowan, who looks an absolute mess. "Hey bro what's up?"

He runs his hand through his hair. "A-are you sure you can help me with this mess?"

"Yeah, stop stressing about it. I'll get someone round ASAP. All you need to do is relax ok?"

He smiles at me. "Thank you, bro." Then he sighs. "But I can't relax, I need to help you out."

I start to laugh. "Nah mate I'm not doing shit, I'm getting someone to come over to sort out this mess."

Rowan smiles then lunges himself at me for a hug. "I know I didn't say this last night but thank you, bro." Not knowing how to react, I pat him on the back then he gets off me awkwardly.

"Alright, how about you have a shower, then afterwards check around the house to see if anything is damaged. I'll go and order food."

"Ok bro thank you again." He quickly rushes off.

I smile then pull out my phone ringing my chauffeur.

"Hello, Matthew how have you been? Did you return to your apartment last night?"

"Nope I stayed at a friend's and we need food, so can you order a breakfast enough for 4 people? I'll text you the address."

"Breakfast at this time?"

"Can you bring it, yes or no?"

"Yep no problem, do you have any preferences?"

"Nope just something that tastes good and is high quality."

"Ok, I'll bring that over right away."

"Ok, and can you book a few cleaners to clean up this house, it's a bit of a mess from the party. They need to be good cleaners because there's a lot of mess and there's a lot of stains on the carpet."

"I'll see what I can do. Is that all?"

"Yeah."

I end the call and text him the address then after about 10 minutes I hear the doorbell ring. Wow, the old man is pretty quick today. I rush to the door and open it, finding myself with a barefaced Angela.

She lets herself in then turns to face me. "We need to talk."

I thought I was but I'm not ready for this.

"Er-erm ok, let's go and sit down." I walk in front, as she follows me into one of the small living rooms. I sit on the sofa and she sits next to me.

She sighs as she rolls her eyes. "You're probably wondering what happened last night and I'm prepared to explain myself."

I answer back quickly. "Angela if you don't want to do this I don't mind. You don't need to explain everything that happened last night. We should talk about us instead."