The Agent's Priority

C14

"You acted on anger—"

"I acted on instinct mixed with anger, satisfied?"

He rolled his eyes and switch his attention towards the view once more

"How did you even learn how to do things like that? You did it so fast and calculated as if you we're trained that you know what you we're doing..." he trailed off giving me confused and guarded glances

Maybe because I was really trained and taught like that?

I stayed silent and focussed on the clouds

"Enough about me... I answered yours truthfully and without stalling might I add" I turned my attention to his now annoyed self

"What did I do to possibly upset you?" I ask lowly

He's silent for a few moments and I just waited impatiently as I annoy him by staring at the side of his face to push his buttons

Then he mumbled something

"What?" I blinked

"You don't even know my name" he mumbled giving me a small glare

Realization and guilt slap me full force across the face

"I-I didn't really thought it'd be that big of a deal.." I murmured feeling ashamed of myself

I totally sound like a bitch right now

For a fact that I didn't really care for the past few days whether or not he have a name sounded so fucked up....

Or maybe it was just me...?

"Then why the hell does it matter now? Why are you still bothering me if I wasn't that 'big of a deal'? before" He snarled at me

I stayed silent questioning myself internally

Yeah why the hell do I even beat myself up on this?

But why does he sound so... hurt?

And why did it felt wrong.. just seeing those disappointed eyes of his 

"You're right." I hummed feeling his intense gaze on the side of my head "...Matthew"

Out of the corner of my eye he gave me a shock and confused look and I gestured to his nametag on his other shoulder away from me

"Okay" he sighed "look, what could you possibly want from someone like me? You're the cousin of the president's son, you're smart, you're rich-" he gestures towards my Ipad and car keys that I've been twirling "you've got the looks, the talent, the fame, the guys... everything"

Raising an amused eyebrow at him my lips twitching up into a half genuine smile

"Keeping tabs on me Reed?"

Gracing me with a flat look I sighed turning away from him to hide the embarrasment creeping up my spine

"I just want to be your friend... is that so hard to believe?" I muttered seriously to hide my embarassed tone

"Why me? I mean I saw how those basketball guys wanted to be your frie—"

I scoffed rolling my eyes

"They wanted to get me on my pants" I said blatantly lacing my voice "did you really think that they want to be just friends with me?"

He gave a sheepish smile and shook his head no

"Well, what about those girls—"

"They wanted to befriend me because of Timothy..." I gave him a flat look before shaking my head "you we're supposed to be the smart one here" I flick his forehead

He scowled but this time around with mirth making mine tilt up in an amused half smile

"Are you calling me a nerd, shortcake?" He asked feigning offended

There's the nickname

"You admit it yourself" I raised my arms up in surrender

Then silence...

Silently admiring the view from above I bask in the familiarity of his company

"Its because I remind you of someone from your past..." he muttered before giving me a sideways glance "that's the reason why you wanted to befriend me isn't it?"

I read his emotions through his eyes and actions and found nothing but interest and curiosity

I absentmindedly hug my knees to my chest and sighed

"Half of it yes... and the other: I just enjoyed the calmness, easy-going and innocent aura that seemed to surround you, its refreshing" I exclaimed truthfully

"I'm sorry that I've been a dick to you earlier—"

"Apology accepted... don't sweat it" I dismissed

Then another silence occured but I could feel his awkwardness in waves making me shake my head

"What is it?" I asked blatantly

"I-uh do you mind if I ask about this someone I remind you of exactly?" He asked unsure

I raised my eyebrow amused as he seemed to thread carefully as if I'll break and lash out if I'd refused to

"There's not much to talk about actually since—"

Kriiiing!! Kriiing! Kriiing! Kriing!! Kriiing!~

"What the hell does that mean?"