The Shooting ~Matthew Espinosa FanFic~

~Chapter 7~

*a few days later*

Elly's POV:

It was now Wednesday, and Monday still kept playing through in my mind. Matt and I kissed. Did he... feel something too?

I felt like it was love, something that I never imagined Matt and I having. But if I felt love, did he feel it too?

Matt persuaded me to take off of school that day, to stay at his house. We never told my mom what actually happened.

We told her I got shot, that's pretty much it, but it wasn't. My mom didn't know we kissed. No one did.

Was I supposed to ask him about it? I don't know.

I had a strong wrap around my leg, covering the stitches. It felt like a cast.

I had crutches, so I used them to get next door to Matt's house.

Matt's mom opened the door.

"Good morning Elly," she said in a nice soft voice,"How are you feeling?"

I nodded and giggled,"I've been better Mrs. Espinosa."

"I bet so," she said, stepping out of the way and letting me inside. "I'll go tell Matt you're here."

"Thank you," I said, and she walked upstairs.

Matt came downstairs with a smile on his face, and he wrapped me in a hug.

"Come on, let's go do something," he said, and he wrapped his arm around my waist, and put my crutches against the wall.

He carried me bridal style up the stairs. I laughed until I almost cried, and so did he.

He took me upstairs to his room and laid me on the bed. I sat up and looked at him in the eyes.

"I have a question," he said, looking into my eyes.

"When we... kissed..." he hesitated,"Did you feel something to?"

My heart sank at his words, he did feel something.

"Yeah..." I said, a faint smile creeping on my face.

He smiled,"Good... I didn't want to be kinda awkward."

"So does this mean... we are a thing now?" I said shyly.

"If you want it to be," he said. I smiled and nod my head yes.

"Yeah, yeah that's what I want." I said. He smiled, and I felt my face blush.

He leaned in and kissed my lips passionately. Wow, look at us. More than best friends, and I thought to myself, yay.

I pulled away and smiled.

"How's your leg?" He said, looking at the wrap over my stitches.

"Painful," I laughed,"But I'm healing.."

"Now you have me to help you." he said, and he kissed my cheek.

"You wanna watch a movie?" He asked me. I nodded my head yes, and he put in a funny movie.

I laid my head on his chest and smiled, as I drifted off to sleep. We did this before, but now, we did as more than best friends, nothing less.