She Way Out // M.H. //

// 56 //

i had the worst allergies in the morning, i stood home! woohoo BUT IT STILL TOOK ME LIKE LEGIT 10+ HOURS TO GET THIS PUBLISHED! DOUBLE UPDATE

Matty POV

I woke to a few hairs poking my skin, my hands immediately tightened around her body. I smiled unconsciously as i heard her stir from her sleep. I could still make out the marks of my fingers on her back as i detangled myself from her body. A proud smirk fell on my face as i pulled some trousers over my bare body, I walked out of the room heading to the kitchen. My pale stomach grumbling softly, as i opened the fridge my phone rang. I grumbled,

"Fuc.king hell." I muttered. I walked over to my phone that sat right next to Naomi's, "Hello?" I answered quietly as i saw Naomi still sleeping,

"Mr. Healy, it's me Mr. Reed!" He boomed into the phone. I rolled my eyes, fu.ck.

"Oh, yes. You." I said as i walked back to the frige looking around.

"So, i've been in contanct with Mr. Hann..." It was so weird hearing our names like that. "And he said today we have a scheduled meeting, at three. Is that okay with you?" I sighed as i settled on some left overs.

"Yes, that's fine." i knew none of the guys told me because they knew i would just blow off this fu.ck.

"See you soon Mr. Healy." He said promptly. I hung up with no goodbye, as i began eating the cold pizza. I tasted the new american way of eating pizza, and i was glad i was so blown i didn't know how to work the mircowave.

"What happened?" a soft groggy voice called, instantly a smile fell on my face.

"Just some business love." I said as i chewed on the cheese. Naomi smiled as she padded closer to me,

"You're going to a meeting?" She asked as she took a seat on a little bar stool. I nodded my head as i saw her picking at the crust.

"I wont be gone long love." I said as she looked up at me. Naomi smiled as i gave her my last bite of the cold pizza.

"Okay, Jordan said she wanted to hang out with Nick and i. So i'll be busy." She said picking at her fingernails. Something was on her mind, i could tell.

"Is there something else you wanted to tell me?" I asked as she kept her head hung low. I ducked my head lower catching sight of her sexy little nose ring,

"I just, i don't know...im a little worried." Naomi finally let out. I frowned as she furrowed her brows finally looking up at me.

"What's bothering you love?" I asked pushing the plate of pizza away from us both. Naomi's brown eyes finally reached mine,

"Im not really sure what's really going on. I think that's part of the problem." She huffed, standing up. I followed her to her room.

"Whatever it is love, im here." I said as Naomi began running her fingers through her dark curly hair.

"I know baby." Naomi mumbled as she shot up from the messy sheets. I flashed a smile her way as she began stripping her clothing getting ready for her day.

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"Mr. Healy, i would like to discuss with you the logistics of the video." Mr. Reed began, and i honestly wanted to shoot myself. Adam and Ross were usually the ones to handle the boring parts, where as George and i were usually pretending to be the least interested.

"Ross and i handle logistics, Mr. Reed." Adam said softly. Mr. Reed averted his gaze to Ross and Adam who were sitting properly while George and i were lounging in the plush chairs.

"Right, for this video we were hoping you would be interested in actually having you in the video." Mr. Reed said folding his chubby fingers together.

"Like the Robbers video?" George said piping up, we all looked over to Mr. Reed,

"Correct Mr. Daniels, like the Robbers video. I did some statistics and found that your fans reacted very happily in seeing you all acting, shall we say?" Mr. Reed said smoothly. I looked over to Ross and Adam, they convinced me to actually do the video. I would follow their call. Ross ran his hands over his beard as he sat up, he always did this.

"What exactly did you have in mind for this video?" Ross began. Adam perked up running his fingers over his thighs.

"Well we could bring in our selected model, we could talk it through with the all of you." Mr. Reed said pressing his large sweaty fingers aginst a black button. I looked over at Ross, George, and Adam. Ross and Adam were setting their eyes on the door. Where as George was typing away at his phone, most likely it was Jordan. And as a huge grin erupted on his tired face i knew it was her, i was still weary with Naomi. I wanted her to be able to get whatever it was off her chest.

"Gentlemen, we have our top model coming in. I would like to uh...brief you on our plan." Mr. Reed said coming back behind his desk.

"Go on." I said encouraging him. Mr. Reed cleared his throat,

"Well, i understand the concept of the movie Drive. It's more an eighty's classic, and the tone of your song. It's very calming, a ballad if you will." Mr. Reed droned on, Ross and Adam looked intrested. I just wanted to go back home to Naomi.

"We don't write music with labels." George muttered as Mr. Reed began shuffling papers on his desk.

Mr. Reed. Your model is here

A voice screeched over the scratchy box.

"Send her in." Mr. Reed responded, "Gentlemen, i would like you to meet our main model. She will be working closely with you all, if you interested in the video." Mr. Reed said as he stood up at the door opening it. And now i turned my head around following everyone's eyes.

"Hello Reed." The sickening voice said. I jumped, physically. Her familiar blues eyes sending chills all over my skin. I backed away, i needed to get away. Her blonde curls bounced around her lips as pulled into that fu.cking smile.

"Oh fuc.king hell." I said throwing my hands over my face. This was not happening. This was not fuc.king happening.

"What the hell is going on?" George said standing from his sheet. Ross and Adam for once were at a loss for words. The heat was suddenly rising as my brows furrowed, anger washed through me. I was angry, angry as hell. My hands balled into fists as she entered the room. I needed to leave, now.

"This is mental." I spat as i passed by the icy bitch. I felt her blue eyes holding onto me, and it took everything not to turn around and look at her. I pushed her out of my life, she was my past.

Naomi, Naomi is my future. I ran out into the hallway feeling as if my throat was being choked. I could not breathe, my hands were shaking. I ran my fingers through my hair as i shut my eyes taking small breaths. This was the closest i have been to her in months, and i was not planning on seeing her again. I did not wish to see her. I did not want anything to do with her. My hands balled up again, i could feel the strain of my skin as i threw a punch to the wall

"Fuck!" I screamed pulling on the ends of my hair. I need to leave. I need Naomi, i need her. Now.

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