Lip gloss

He's....nice

I step in through the front door and look behind me to see Mathew pull a corner of his lip into a crooked smile and he wave with one hand as he revved the engine and sped off. I shake my head and walk into my house the rest of the way, shutting the door behind me.

"Hey Dad." I call out and walk into the kitchen. I set my medication in the counter and hear his footsteps. I turn around and see him in a Michigan hoodie, pajama pants, and a coffee cup in hand.

"Hey kiddo." He says and ruffles my hair, I hiss and smooth it back down. I take a drink from his coffee and he peers at me with snake eyes. My phone buzzes and I look down at it.

Mathew-"hey sweet thing :)"

I smile, when did he put his contact in my phone?

"Hey Mathew." I respond and look back up at my dad, he's giving me a knowing smirk and I scoff and head upstairs.

"Shut up!" I yell, knowing what he was gonna say before he said it.

"I didn't even say anything!" He calls back and I can hear the humor in his voice.

"I heard it in your breathing, jerk!" I yell back down before I close my door, laughing and blushing at the same time.

"Why do you call me Mathew??"

"Cuz I can :)"

"No you can't :$"

"You ain't the boss of me."

"Oh yes I am, I could probably make you do whatever I wanted."

"Yeah I bet not."

"Okay I'm coming over," what?

"Wtf, no your not."

"Yep, I am, don't text me while I'm driving honey jeez would you like to see me with a disfigured face?"

So I didn't text him, not believing that he would show up and I went into my bathroom to take a shower, leaving my phone on my bed. The water warmed my strained muscles and I lifted my arm up over me to pop my back. I lathered some strawberry scented Erbal Essences into my hair and I heard a knock on my bathroom door.

"Yeah?" I called out and I heard a slight chuckle.

"Get out of the shower unless you want me to come in there with you." I heard him say cockily and I smirked.

"You wouldn't." I say, so we're back to bossy thing again.

Then I heard his belt hit the floor.

"Okay!! Okay I'm getting out now! Put your pants back on bitch!" And I heard him laughing. It was a nice sound and it was very loud but it made me smile. I quickly pulled in the purple leggings I had sitting folded on my bathroom counter along with the white "can you see me now?" Sweater.

I step out of the bathroom after combing my fingers through my hair and see him seated on my bed trying to hack the password on my phone. I he,d my hand out and he smiled up at me and took my hand and kissed it. Making me laugh. "The phone honey, I want my phone." And he sighed and gave it to me.

"Give me a kiss." He said softly and I smiled, I fe,t s blush creeping onto my cheeks.

"No." I said, sounding more flirty than I intended.

"Please?" He asked again and I just shook my head no. "Come on," he said standing up and pulling me close to him by my waist. "Just one." He whispered. The way his hand was slowly going up and down my back while the other one was softly planted on my waist, I could kiss him for days.

His eyes were locked on mine and I noticed how beautiful they were, a nice shade of dark, dark brown. "One kiss.. He whispered again this time bar,eu audible and I could feel myself moving my head towards him. My eyes fluttered closed and I felt his soft pink lips against mine, the feeling was magical.

Eventually we both pulled away but we kept the same closeness, my legs were i between his and every part of our body touched. Now he pulled my head into his chest and I just lay it against him. His heart beat was rapid and the steady rhythm was soothing, his skin was on fire. He was so warm and I couldn't believe he was wearing jeans and a hoodie.

His head rest on top of mine and I realized he was whispering something to me. I couldn't make it out but I didn't care, it sounded cool though. I think it was Spanish, "usted es tan hermoso." Was what he said. I pulled away from his chest and looked up at him. "You are so so beautiful." He whispered caressing the skin on my cheek bones.

"Thank you." I said softly and his smile was so warm. I heard my phone go off with its original crazy frog song and we both pulled away.

Ricky is calling you. My phone lets me know and I swipe the lock and press the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I ask and I hear a car door shut.

"Hey I'm at Walmart, what do you want for dinner tonight?" He asks and Mathew nudges me.

"Tell him your going out." Mathew whispers and I cover the receiver. "I wanna take you out." He says with a smile.

"Um, do you want me to ask dad, because a boy from school's taking me out." I say with a full on blush.

"Aw get it!!!!" My Brother says and hangs up I pinch the bridge of my nose and Mathew is laughing so hard now it's hard for me no to laugh. I tell him to stand outside of my room for a moment and I lock the door behind him. It's hot outside so I pull on a blood red half shirt that reads "Swerve." And a black pair of shirts that go a little further than the top of my thigh. To finish the look I pull on my black converse and leave my hair down in lose long waves.

I sprayed on my body mist and stepped outside with my phone. I walked down the stairs quietly and saw him talking to my dad, "she's real sweet, I can say that. She pretty too." He said with a sweet smile and my dad chuckled.

"Yeah I told her she don't need make up but God rest her soul she begged me." My dad said laughing and my cheeks went red, I could tell.
I made my footsteps more audible and I heard Mathew move away from the counter and over to the steps I was walking down.

"You look nice." He said softly as I was on the last step, now much smaller than him.

"Thank you." I said with a sincere smile and my dad cleared his throat, trying to sound stern but I heard their conversation so he's not fooling me. My dad pulls me into a hug and whispers, "have a good time sweet heart." And I kiss his cheek.

I look out at Mathews now familiar truck and smile, I'm starting to love that truck. He opens my door for me and I thank him while sliding him. I buckle up and the song my Dierks Bentley Say you do is on and I rest my head on Mathews shoulder as he rest his hand on my knee and we speed off to go knows where. I'm starting to love California.