Runaway // Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 8

I finished up getting dressed and went to the kitchen. I checked my phone seeing that I had gotten a message from Evie.

E: going to the mall with Shawn, wanna join us?

Z: already heading down there with Matt, we can meet up?

E: yeah sure. so what's going on with you and matt? (;

Z: HUSH

E: YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO DATE AGAIN I KNOW IT. GOD YOUR LIFE IS LIKE A FANFIC SO CUTe oMGG

Z: can we talk about you and Shawn?

E: ohum gtG BYE

I put down my phone and laughed a little, still thinking about what Evie had said. My life is like a fanfic. I shook my head and sat down with some cereal.

"Hi Zoe." Matt greeted and then grabbed some cereal for himself.

"Is it okay if Evie and Shawn join us?" I asked.

"Sure, but who's Evie?" His eyebrows furrowed.

"My best friend here, she's like Chelsea a bit." I smiled.

"Then we will get along just fine." He finished and went back to his cereal.

He grabbed his keys and we got in the car. The drive there was quite short and we had reached there 30 minutes before Evie and Shawn. Matt immediately suggested that we go to Victoria's Secret.

We entered the mall and walked down there. I could smell pretzels which gave me craving for some.

"Hey, do I know you?" Someone tapped my shoulder and I turned to see a boy around my age.

"I don't believe so?" I frowned not recalling ever meeting this guy.

Matt was tense, I could see it from the corner of my eye.

"Okay, maybe I don't but you're hot and we should exchange numbers." He trailed off and I cringed at him calling me hot. He was obviously the type of guy to hook up with you.

"I'm um I can't do that." I stalled, trying to buy sometime to think of an excuse.

"Why?" He smikred. God he was so pushy and had that dumb smile on his face.

"Because she is seeing someone and that someone is me." Matt boasted, grabbing my hand tightly and waving it in his face.

"Oh sorry man." He backed away with a red face from embarrassment.

"Thank you. I don't know what I'd do without you." I smiled and kissed his cheek.

We walked into Victoria's Secret and Matt had let go of my hand. I wish he didn't and I really just wanted him to ask me out. I couldn't stand seeing him with anyone else.

Matt interuppted my thoughts by waving a bra that he liked in front of my face. It was black laced bra and he was crazy about it.

I grabbed a bag and threw it in there, later I would take it to the cashier to check out. I searched around, getting a lot of input from Matt on what he thought would look good on me.

He was picking out more than I needed and I almost felt bad because this was going to be expensive. I was glad he offered to pay but I didn't want to take advantage of that.

He insisted that I try on the black lace one that he had chosen. He was quite eager, that horny little Matt. I rolled my eyes and we went to the dressing room, where he waited outside.