i got home around half an hour ago. that stupid matt guy was still on my mind for some reason and i don't know why.
i was staying over in my bestfriend summers house since we're going to a party tonight. fridays are my favourite day of the week because that means parties and obviously no school the next day.
i stuffed my outfit and some backups into my duffel bag, carefully placed my makeup inside and same with my pjs.
i knocked on summers door. she quickly opened it and hugged me.
"what are you wearing tonight?" she pulled herself up on her counter. "nothing" i teased. she rolled her eyes. "i'm wearing my usual, baggy pants, crop top and my sambas" i smiled. "you are just the cutest" she squeezed my face. "enoughhhhhh."
me and summer were finally ready. we were waiting for our uber. it was nearly fall in la. it wasn't freezing out but the wind was cold. it made me regret not bringing a hoodie.
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summer held my hand as we walked into the party.
there were people making out, doing shots, dancing your generic college party.
"summer, tate!" summers boyfriend josh called us. a smile quickly formed on summers face. she left go of my hand and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "hi babe" he kissed her. i stood there awkwardly beside them. "hi tate." josh nodded his head at me . "joshua." i nodded back.
josh was a jock. he played every sport in the books. but he stopped and went for hockey. he's also terrified of my father, which i think is hilarious.
"you wanna get a drink?" summer asked. "of course" i smiled. "let's go" she grabbed my hand and left josh with his friends.
my drink of choice tonight was vodka and coke. i didn't wanna get that drunk tonight, so i diluted it pretty well with the coke. on the other note summer filled her red solo cup up with mostly vodka and a splash of sprite. i warned her but she said she'll be fine.
we walked back to the josh. the circle he was standing in, was now bigger. my eyes scanned everyone's. it locked with that matt guy, yet again. i quickly broke it and hid my face by taking a sip of my drink. "the guys think we should go to the beach tomorrow?" josh asked summer. "let's hope im not hungover first sweetie" she leaned against him. i cringed. i hated when she called him sweetie, it's like she's his mom. i now took a gulp of my drink. the boys were having small conversations with eachother.
i was standing by summer awkwardly sipping my drink.
"hi" i heard someone say beside me. matt. he appeared beside me, i didn't even see him move. "hello matt" i took another sip of my drink. i know i said i wasn't gonna drink that much, but right now i needed it to socialise. "you wanna get a refill?" he asked referring to my drink. i looked down and saw barely any liquid. "sure." i smiled.
we walked over to the drink station. my eyes scanned the selection. i probably shouldn't mix my alcohol. matt leaned himself against the counter and crossed his arms. he looked so good it made me crumble. i cant believe i just thought that.
he put his fingers through his dark messy hair. "where's your brother?" i turned around and asked him. my back was to him but i could feel his eyes burning into me. "he's somewhere probably making out with a girl" he chuckled. i poured myself some coke, a splash of vodka. "generic" i teased and sipped my drink. "you want a drink?" "i am quite the bar tender" i jokingly teased. this is what the alcohol does to me, gives me confidence. he smiled at me. "i'm alright, im driving tonight" he put his hands in pockets. dissapointment washed over me. i wanted to drunkly makeout with him. no you don't tate. stop this.
"okay then, shall we go back to everyone?" i ask. "i'm gonna go outside it's a bit hot in here." he said before taking off his hoodie making his t shirt rise. i could see his flat stomach and the waist band of his boxers. my stomach was going crazy. "uh sure."
he has tattoos i'm gonna scream.
we stood outside the cool air both hitting us.
i moaned and put my head back. god it felt good after being inside of that heat box. i pulled my head back up. matt was staring at me with the eyes he gave me earlier. "quit staring" i sat on the patio chair. he smiled and sat down beside me. "so matthew, what are you intentions right now?" i asked. "matthew?" he grinned. "yes." i smirked.
"well i-" matt got interrupted by screaming and shouting. he looked at me concerned and stood up.
we walked through the crowd. this brother was on top of some guy beating the shit out of him. matt passed me his hoodie, without saying anything. i quickly grabbed and held it closely.
"CHRIS" matt yelled. chris stopped and looked at matt. he looked guilty. "what are you doing?" he asked, nearly shouting. "he slapped her ass" he referred to some girl that had tears streaming down her face. "get up" he put his hand out. chris took it and stood up wiping his hands after, acting like he didn't just make some guy face purple.
everyone turned back to the conversations they we're having before the fight happened.
"chris!" "your an idiot" matt said. "i don't regret my decision, i was making out with that girl and then that guy comes along and slaps her ass" he put a hand through his hair. "we're going" matt inhaled. "fine by me." chris said before walking towards the door.
"fuck tate, im sorry" matt said taking my hoodie from hands. his finger briefly touched my arm. i probably shouldn't but i loved when he said my name. "it's good" i nodded my head. "i don't care that he hit that guy, but it could ruin our career" matt looked down at me. his eyes looked dark. "career?" i wondered. "doesn't matter, i'll see you tate."
