Matt's POV
I sigh as I place the last glass bowel in the cabinet. Two small arms wrap around my waist.
“You just wake up?" I ask.
“Yeah." She answers, nuzzeling her head on my back.
“You still tired?" I ask.
She nods.
“Well go back to bed honey."
“Come with me." She mumbles.
“I'm not tired." I tell her.
Her grip tightens.
I look at the clock, it's 11:30 am, how could she still be sleepy?
I move her hands off of me and turn to face her.
He hair crazily spreads all over her head, her bangs over her eyes.
I move her bangs, her eyes are closed.
“You're hair is cute." I tell her.
She laughs lightly, it almost sounds like a hum.
I bend over and pick her up from the back of her legs. She tightly clings to me as I walk us to the bedroom. The bed is still unmade, I lay her in it, and lie next to her.
She climbs on top of me and just lays there.
I forgot how much I loved this, just the feeling of being close to her.
“Honey?" I say.
“Shh." She says putting her finger over my lips. “… Eww, Matt! You licked me!" She jumps up, straddling me.
I quickly lift up, and push myself above her, and grind my hips on her.
“Oh, not now Matt!" She groans. “It's too early, and I look atrosshis!"
Kole's POV
“Nah." He says kissing me my jaw.
“Matthe- I mean Matt, stop!"
“You can call me what ever you want, I was being an ass."
I half smile as I peer up at him. “I think we were both being asses."
He licks his bottom lip before biteing it. “I thought we weren't going to talk about this, remember?"
“Talk about what?" I play along.
He smiles before falling on top of me. He wraps his arms around my torso, and rest his head on my chest.
We lay there in silence.
The longer we lay, the deeper I sink into my own thoughts.
Why might someone like Matthew, end up with someone like me? Someone might call it destiny, but I just call it interesting.
Because the thing is, Matt's a good person, he doesn't have problems like I do, he's naturally a happy person, and he's like light in darkness.
I, however, am negative, have many problems, and I'm not happy… that is until I take a pill, meaning my emotions aren't natural at all.
In fact, I'm not even sure if I am myself. I, myself, am a perfect representation of living medicine, I have medicine for everything that has to do with the mind.
So why would Matthew choose me? Why would I choose Matthew? It's one of the things I'm most determined in life to answer.
Slowly, I dose back into a deep sleep.
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Thief 2 (m.e.)
RandomMy name is (Y/n), well by law that is, due to the constant years of being bullied, and having my name rhymed with other words in school, I changed my name to Kole. I'm seventeen, live alone, and I'm a Senior in high school. If you were to ask someo...