I walked into the lobby of the hotel. I was so nervous that I was shaking. I was far out of my comfort zone but I had to seize this opportunity. I couldn't sit back and imagine what could have been.
The hotel was a very high-end establishment. There were many people wearing business suits and carrying briefcases. I looked far out of place. I laughed to myself because the guys probably looked even more out of place than I did!
We had arranged to meet at two pm. I was five minutes late and there was no sign of Matt. I felt a worm of doubt crawl around my mind.
What if he changed his mind?
What if he was only trying to humiliate me or manipulate my emotions after what Sarah disclosed to his closest friends?
I had always been a very distant, pessimistic person. My parents always said that I was as deep as the ocean and that I had built barriers around myself. Apparently I let very few people in. These feelings were nothing alien to me.
I heard elevator doors open and turned towards the sound. Stepping out was Matt. I was so happy to see him again.
He smiled at me and walked over to where I was standing. His arms opened and he embraced me in an amorous hug.
"How are you?" He asked with a deep tone of sincerity.
I nodded, giggled and blushed. This had become somewhat frequent of me.
"I'm good. And you?" As I asked that, I stroked my hand down his arm and took hold of his hand.
He shook his head. "I've been better."
"Yeah, I can tell. Especially after last night."
He smiled and closed his eyes briefly.
"Why don't you come up to my hotel room?"
I gave him a cautious look.
"Don't look so scared. I just want to get to know you a little bit better."
I smiled as he took hold of my hand, interlacing his fingers between mine and leading me back to the elevator. As we stepped in and the doors closed, I let out a deep sigh.
"Are you sure you want to be here?" Matt questioned me.
"No, of course I do. I just feel guilty."
"About what? Tell me Charlotte, what do you have to feel guilty about?" He squeezed my hand.
"I just keep thinking about Valary."
"Ha!" He laughed. "Don't waste your life." I could see that I was making him uncomfortable. I decided to steer the conversation in a new direction
"Um, so, tell me. Do you always give fans your number?"
"No, you're different." He smirked as the elevator door opened.
We walked down the corridor and quickly stepped into his hotel room.
He walked me over and sat me down on the bed.
"I'm sorry I've been so moody about Val."
"It's okay," I smiled, cupping his face in my hand and stroking his cheek with my thumb.
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened?"
"Val is pregnant."
That shocked me. I felt like I had just been slapped.
"What are you doing with me then?!"
I got up and started to walk over to the door.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"It's not like that at all. I've been on tour for eight months. She only came up to Toronto to see me."
"So what are you trying to say?"
"The baby isn't mine."
Relief flooded my head.
"Are you still with her?" I displayed some hostility.
"No. I broke up with her last night. Johnny escorted her out of the area just before we went on stage."
"Wow, you must be...I don't even know. Divorce is a hard, terrible thing to deal with."
"Well, it would be a lot harder if I still loved her."
I was completely taken aback by his comment.
The next thing I knew, I was being pushed up against the wall, Matts lips crushing down on mine.
As I smiled, he deepened the kiss.
Then, his cell phone started vibrating.
"Shit." He whispered.
He looked at his phone. It was Johnny.
Great. The second time he had ruined something for me.
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