how we met⇄ matt espinosa

three: target

Bipolar? Please, Andrea thought.

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It was a Saturday night and Andrea couldn't seem to get Matthew's voice out of her head. "You're very bipolar!"

Was she bipolar? she thought. Andrea started believing what Matt said about her being bipolar.

She could say it loud and proud if she could, but she couldn't, but she knew deep down inside her, she was, very bipolar.

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Andrea decided to take a walk outside because it was a beautiful night for her, 76 degrees it was.

She took a long walk which led her to Target. She made her way inside and walked around the electronics side.

She dreamed of buying a tripod for her new camera, but tripods were pretty expensive.

She looked over at all the different brands of tripods and walked around backwards and stumbled onto someone accidentally.

Of course the same old typical Andrea didn't say sorry because she didn't feel the need too.

"Aren't going to apologize Andrea?" said a familiar voice Andrea knew.

She turned around and looked at her hands as they were placed on the chest of thee Matthew Espinosa.

She shacked her hands off his chest and looked at Matthew's hazel eyes deeply.

"I don't think so," she replied breaking the eye contact between them.

She slowly then walked away as Matthew chased after her, "Hey wait!" he yelled.

Andrea turned around still not making contact with Matthew.

"I want to say I'm sorry," he paused.

"For what?" she questioned.

"For calling you bipolar." he scratched the back at his neck.

Andrea's teeth gritted as she was reminded of what Matthew told her last week.

"Don't sweat it." she said walking away, even though she knew she was irritated with what Matthew called her.

"I know you don't mean that!" he yelled.

Andrea still kept walking away, speed walking.

Matthew quickly caught up to her and grabbed her wrist and made her spin around which caused her to trip over her own foot and landed in his arms.

"Can you let go of me?" she asked. "If you forgive me, then yes." Matthew replied. "I already have though." thought Andrea.

"I know you don't mean it." Matthew said.

"Because I don't care Matt! Why do you care? Why do you care so much for my forgiveness and stuff? What does it matter to you? " she yelled at Matthew.

"Because I care about you." he spoke with honestly. Andrea froze. She looked at Matthew with confusion and finally said, "I forgive you."

Matthew let go of her and put his arm around her shoulder as they continued walking around Target.

They spent time getting to know each other, "So what's your favorite color,sport,hobby, and something you dislike?" Andrea asked.

"I like blue, football, again football, and pickles. They are disgusting." Matthew spoke. Andrea laughed at the face Matthew made as he said pickles.

"What about you?" Matthew wondered. "I like purple, soccer, and I hate people honestly." Andrea said.

"You forgot the hobby part," Matthew paused.

"I-uh, don't have a hobby." Andrea replied."Oh please! Sure you do!" Matthew said.

"I like to make videos sometimes" Andrea spoke.

Matt smiled at her as she,

surprisingly to Matthew,

returned a smile back.