Chapter eighteen
"What did you wish for?" I ask. He smiles humbly.
"You'll hate me if I tell you. What did you wish for?" Mr. Intrusive.
"I couldn't think of anything to wish for. Other than that I'll be able to see Josh soon." He looks at me impassively. I just said that last part to see how he would react.
"Well, that's obviously not going to happen very soon. College hasn't even started and you're already trying to see some guy halfway across the country."
"He's not some guy, Matt, he's the kindest, sweetest, gentlest, most understanding person you'll ever meet."
"Yeah, well, I don't ever plan on meeting him. And gentlest? Gentle with you? As opposed to being rough with you?"
"Not in that way Matt. He's a gentle person. He's always been there for me." 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfDq7SjF6uB
The ride is almost over and he still hasn't said a single word. He seems to have forgotten that he's the one asking these questions and then getting mad at me for answering them. 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfyXnsIcNku
We reach back to where we started, at the operating booth. Matt unbuckles himself and I quickly unbuckle myself too before he reaches over and tries to do it for me. He climbs out and then offers me his hand to help me get out. We find a nearby bench and sit down. Matt pulls out his phone. 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwKdSAqSvmh
How rude.
"Jon and Skylar left." That bitch! Why does she keep leaving me with him? "I'll take you home," he says, dryly.361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEh9tRu0Fbx
"Can we go on a roller coaster?" 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7yrjtkbrbo
"C'mon." he takes my hand and we get up off the bench. I pick the scariest looking roller coaster and we stand in line. 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyRJoRe0pcl
I shiver a little bit cause' of how windy it is. 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtTgSz0Uu7e
I really should've brought a jacket. How stupid can I be, I mean its California for fuck's sake?361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOHZlJG44s0
I wrap my arms around myself and Matt looks down at me. I look at his piercings, starting to wonder when and how he got them. If it hurt? They look so good on him though. 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZKqXIWkSvY
"Cold?" he asks considerately. He's very observant. He tends to know exactly what I'm thinking or what I want or need. Well, in this case, I literally have my arms wrapped around myself. He lifts his red hoodie over his head revealing a plain white tee shirt. I can faintly make out the tattoos from underneath his t-shirt. He hands the hoodie to me watching my face as I take the jacket.
"Thank you," I say shyly and smile at him. How sweet of him?361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnQ1eYr9QxZ
Aww. He very faintly smiles back.
"Now put it on before you get sick or something." 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHKkYUVfDIX
He is so demanding. He just had to spoil a perfect moment, huh? I roll my eyes dramatically.
"What about you? Won't you get sick?" I ask as I put the hoodie on.
"Nope. I'll be fine." I snuggle into the still warm hoodie and take in the smells. It smells really good. Like cologne...and weed. Hahaha.
"Do you smoke weed?" I ask abruptly.
"Yes, why?"361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0j0fHrniVY
"Your hoodie smells good," I say on the edge of a laughing fit. He laughs a little and it makes me smile. I made him laugh! 361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMSbny0UxwX
He has such a beautiful, full laugh, yet......he barely laughs. Or smiles, for that matter.
I remember a quote I read, before.
The prettiest smiles hide the deepest secrets. The prettiest eyes have shed the most tears361Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVl32XcCggx
