I nod.
"Where are you staying?"
"I don't really kno-"
"-You should totally come stay with me!" Matt says cheerfully.
"That's nice of you, but i'll be okay finding some place of my own."
"I insist!"
"I insist that you don't insist." I say smirking.
"I'm not taking no for an answer, Patrice."
"Alright! Alright! Gosh you're so stubborn." I say giving up.
"It's how I get my way babe." Matt says kissing me on the cheek.
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Matt & I spend the rest of the time on the airplane getting to know each other better & we actually became really close. We get our luggage from the luggage claim & Matt sighs dramatically.
"My God, why do you need 4 huge suitcases?" Matt asks.
"I moved all the way from Buffalo, NY. Remember?" I ask smiling smugly.
Matt rolls his eyes playfully & we get our stuff & go out to his black range rover. We put our stuff in the trunk & get in. We drive off talking about random things. Then finally we get to a house which I'm assuming is Matt's.
"Holy fuck! Your house is huge!" I say as I get out the car.
"Well, what do you expect? I am a rockstar after all." Matt says cockily.
I shake my head & laugh at him.
"Go ahead inside, I'll bring your stuff inside." Matt says.
"You sure?" I ask.
"Yes! Now go inside already. The door should be opened." Matt says.
"Fine." I say stubbornly.
I open the door & walk into Matt's house. It's bigger on the inside than on the out. Haha, that didn't sound right. Yeah, I know I'm 22, but I still have immature thoughts. Got a problem with it? Shoot me.
I walk inside wandering around until I hear a deep familiar voice.
"Matt! Is that you?" The voice says.
I don't respond, I just keep wandering.
"Matt?! Seriously, why the fuck aren't you answering me?" The voice says getting closer.
I, again, just continue wondering until I walk into something or someone warm.
I look up to see sparkling green eyes looking back at me, ZACKY V. !!!
"You're not Matt." Zacky says his voice full of amusement.
I laugh nervously & say "Yeah, I'm not."
Zacky laughs at my nervousness & says "Then who are you?"
"My names Patrice."
"My names Zacky, but I think you already knew that." Zacky says pointing to my bracelet.
"Yeah, big fan. Anyways, I bet you're probably wondering why a person you don't know is wondering around one of your best friends house." I say.
Zacky nods.
"Matt & I met on the airplane & he said, well insisted, on me staying with him because I don't have anywhere else to stay. I said I'd find a place, but he wouldn't budge." I say.
Alright!
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