His Bestfriend.

chapter four

MATTS POV:

I kissed her. Why the hell would I kiss her!? We are literal bestfriends and I didn't want to ruin our friendship!

We kissed for a good thirty seconds before she pulled away.

"I-I'm so sorry," I quickly mumbled, "I don't know where that came from I just-"

"It's ok," she interrupted. She grabbed my hand and looked back at the T.V. I couldn't stop looking at her. She was beautiful without any makeup and her hair pulled back in very messy bun.

She had a scratch on her face. It was very deep and it went from the corner of her eye to the bottom of her cheek bone.

I ran my thumb slowly down the length of the scratch.

"Katey," I said as I started to tear up, "you know that you can tell me anything you want right?"

She let go of my hand and stood up. She looked at me for 4 seconds and started crying. I stood up to hug her, but she turned away and ran into her room, closing the door behind her.

KATEYS POV:

I jumped onto my bed face down and sobbed. I wanted to tell him, but I couldn't get the words out without crying. I hated they way he looks at me, when he sees me cry.

The door creeped open a little bit. I kept my face down in the pillow.

"Matt, please get out. I hate crying I front of you," I wined.

He didn't respond. Matt walked to my bed and laid next to me. He pulled me closer and turned my body so we were face to face. I saw that look on his face, the one that he does when I cry. He pressed his lips against mine. I could feel his tears running from his eyes. I pulled away and sat up. He quickly sat up too.

I took my cold hand and wiped his tears from his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry," He said. It was quiet for a minute, and then I slowly grabbed his hand that we're set in his lap.

I thought about this moment. Matthew Espinosa and I are sitting directly across from each other, our legs are both in a pretzel sit, and we were staring at each other. The weird part? This wasn't awkward at all. It felt completely right.

"My dad. He found me hiding in my closet. He pulled me out, and started yelling, I tried to run, but he grabbed me and threw me on the floor. That's were I got me bruise on my hip," tears started falling from my eyes.

"I tried standing up and he hit me to the ground with his beer bottle. That's why I have a scar on my face," I said, "He left the room so I took the opportunity to run to your house, I was so dizzy, all I could remember after that is you opening the door, and then everything went black."

"I picked you up, and carried you to Jayna's house. Jayna took care of you from there. I just held your hand the whole time," Matt explained as he pulled me closer, "I'm so sorry that happened. But he's gone now. For a full week! And I'll be back everyday, so you won't be alone."

He got up.

"It's getting late," he said, "I should go," he started to walk out the door.

"Matt!" I yelled, "could you stay with me tonight?"

"Of course," he replied.

He walked back towards my bed and laid down next to me. He put his arm around me, and pulled me super close to him.

"I'll stay, for as long as you want me to." He whispered in my ear.

I turned my head around, kissed him gently, turned back, and fell asleep in his arms.