Chapter thirty one
Matt
I close the door behind me and take my phone out of my pocket.
You in your room?, I text him.
Yeah, he texts me, almost, instantly. I walk down the hall to his room.
I'm coming in, I text him. Jon and I have been friends since we were toddlers. I trust that man with my life. We have supported each other through some shit. Jon and I have been through the most horrific shit you could possibly think of. I open his door and see him laying on his bed reading.
"Bitch you know you weren't reading." he puts the book down and takes out his phone.
"Yeah, I just wanted you to know that I have an IQ." I roll my eyes.
"Shut up."
"So I have something to tell you. Plus, I need your advice."
"Okay, but first. Skylar just sent me nudes."
"Eww."
"What do you mean 'eww'? Once you leave I'm gonna get my full use of those pictures."
"Dude, Skylar's......"
"Remember, I like her."
"I know. That's why I put up with her."
"I appreciate it." I nod at him.
"So, you're not gonna believe me."
"You finally got a life?!" he asks with fake enthusiasm.
"You finally got laid?!" I say, equally as enthusiastic. "So, I'm going on a date."
"Novah? I fucking knew it."
"How'd you know?"
"You act so different with her."
"Not really. I mean, I don't know why I have, like a weird, soft spot for her. I can barely say no."
"Today, I told her about my mom. And why I hate speaking Spanish."
"Really? Damn. Yeah, she's hot, but so was Alessia. I thought she was another one of your...ventures."
"No. Jon. I think she might be different."
"I'll believe it when I see it. Although, I thought I wouldn't live to see the day you went on a date."
"So, like, what should I do?"
"You don't know how to take a girl out? And you're talking about me getting laid."
"Hey! I get laid more than you ever will."
"Yeah, its meaningless sex."
"Its still sex. Who gives a shit."
"Y'know we all heard you earlier." I smile at the memory of Novah, naked.
"Yeah, that was fucking great."
"Did it feel meaningless?" No. I felt so...lit up when I was touching her and teasing her. Plus, I felt so bad for yelling at her. I felt sooooo fucking shitty. If anything, I wanted to show her that I'm sorry.
"No."
"Was it better than all the other millions of times?"
"Yeah."
"Okay then. Shit, it sounded good." I give him my warning look and he gives me his I'm-just-kidding look.
"She's sleeping, right now. I think. She's in my bed."
"Awwwww. Matt's falling in love. You thought you were all big and bad, huh?" I roll my eyes at him.
"I should probably go back and make sure everything's okay. You can jerk off now."
"Dude, thank you. I've been staring at the same set of tits for the last ten minutes." I stand up and walk toward the door.
"Annoying," I mutter under my breath. He flips me off with a smile. "Night," I say to Jon.
"Night," he says back and I close the door on his horny ass.
I walk back to my room and closing and locking the door. I take off my pants, shirt, and shoes and get into the bed next to her. She turns over and lays her head my chest.
"Matt." she murmurs.
"I'm here, baby," I say and wrap my arms around her waist. How I have survived all this time without her? She's the poison and the fucking antidote.
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