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Medicine - Chris Sturniolo

Summary: You were having a difficult day where negative thoughts shook you, but luckily your boyfriend Chris is always there to save you

Warnings: cute, hugs, kisses, negative thoughts, a little angst

Author's notes: This is my work, I do not authorize any plagiarism, copying or “inspiration”. English is not my first language, so I'm sorry if there are any grammatical errors.

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You were sad, so sad, at that moment, your life didn't seem to make sense.

You felt ugly, incapable, inappropriate, God! You were feeling every negative feeling there was, even non-existent ones.

And there weren't enough words that could describe what you were feeling.

You traveled all over the world, collected lyrics, but nothing, nothing could describe this feeling that took over your heart.

And so you asked yourself, how could you talk to someone about this?

Talking to others about your feelings was never really a problem, at least not with your closest friends.

But now? You were a child who was left on a road in the middle of the night.

Lost.

Alone.

In the dark.

At least that's what you thought while cooking dinner at the triplets' house.

You thought that no one could understand what you were feeling, not when you couldn't form words, so why waste other people's time, why be inconvenient by saying that you didn't feel well, when no one could understand you, help you.

When you didn't even understand what you were feeling?

You were so focused on your thoughts that you didn't notice Chris's gaze on you.

Chris knew something was wrong the moment you appeared in the room, your shoulders slumped, your eyes heavy, your smile weak, dejected.

You always had big smiles that brighten any darkness, but now? His smile was wan, a smile that tried to hide his tears.

He didn't know what had happened, if someone hurt you, if they said something that hurt you, if you were in physical pain or not.

But he knew, he was sure, that everything wasn't okay.

Then, he got up from the couch, the place he had been sitting staring at you for the last 10 minutes, and walked towards you.

You were always alert to your surroundings, no matter the situation, you always noticed when something had happened to someone, or when a person approached, so when he approached you, and you didn't notice, as if someone had blindfolded you , he worried.

He was behind you, when he wrapped his arms around you, you were a little startled by the sudden contact, jumping slightly, and looking back.

It was just Chris.

You let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't do that anymore, you scared me" You said softly, when you went back to mixing the food in the pan.

"Everything is fine?" He ignored what you said, needing to know what was happening as quickly as possible.

"Why the question?" You ask back.

You always did this, when you didn't want to answer something, you asked the person a question as an answer.

"You don't look like you're on planet Earth today"

"No? Where do I look like I am? In fact, if I weren't on earth, how would you be hugging me now?"

“No, not like that, you’re here, but at the same time, you’re not here” you raise an eyebrow.

“Your body is here, your mind is not” You go back to mixing dinner, taking a deep breath.

"It's okay, I'm just tired" You weren't lying, you really were tired, but one of the main reasons for those words was because you really wanted to close this subject, you know that tomorrow you would wake up better.

But of course, Chris didn't accept that. He knew there was something more, and he wanted to find out what it was.

He was always like that, he was always there for you, even when you didn't want anyone, you just wanted to be alone.

And that was why you loved him so much.

Because he was your guardian angel, your bulletproof vest when everything got dangerous, he stayed in front of you when you were in the crosshairs.

He was there to heal all your scars.

And you knew he could save you now, when you are in the crosshairs of negativity.

His body leaned over yours a little, taking the spoon out of your hand and throwing it into the sink.

You tried to take the spoon back, making the excuse that the food wasn't ready and you needed to stir it more.

But Chris was watching you, he knew that you had turned off the stove for more than 5 minutes.

He turned his body to face him, and hugged his waist.

"Talk to me, what's going on?" He asked again.

But what he received in response was silence, and his eyes were watery.

"Honey..." He began, a speech already planned in his mind to make you speak, at least the basics, so he would know what happened, but this moving speech was not necessary, because right after he called you, the words ran out of his mouth like a river.

And now, you were a mess.

A beautiful mess in Chris's eyes, even with your tear stained face, messy hair, wrinkled clothes, you looked beautiful.

The gods knew how beautiful you looked.

"I don't know, I woke up like this, I'm just sad, nothing really happened, I just... I feel ugly, inappropriate, annoying, I don't know, I, I don't know, I can't explain it." You tried, you really tried, but you couldn't, gods, you didn't even know who you were at that moment.

You didn't know what were happening.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, pretty girl, it's okay, you don't need to say anything else, I already understand, I got you, I'm here with you." He cupped your face and dried your tears, placing a lingering kiss on your forehead. Trying to calm you down.

Which, even though it took a while, worked.

You let out a shaky breath. And when you look up, back at him, you realize he was thinking of a solution.

"What do you think about us lying down, cuddling on the couch, watching a movie, we don't need to say anything, just cuddle, do you want that?"

You smile lightly and nod, hugging Chris's waist, and hiding your face in his chest.

You stayed like that for a while, when you finally started moving to the couch, you on top of Chris, while you chose a movie.

It had been about 10 minutes into the movie, and you were already feeling better, but there was still something bothering you.

And of course, Chris noticed, so he did what he knew would help, what always helps, he kissed you.

He gently grabbed your chin and kissed your lips, making all that pain you were feeling go away.

Making you feel better than you ever have.

He could do this.

He was your medicine.

You separate, and look at each other, you smile in thanks, and lay your head back on his chest.

For the first time that day, feeling good.

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luvangelbreak · 19 hours

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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 matthew sturniolo x layla venita (female!oc) summary: everyone knows the story of the bad boy and the good girl but what happens when the school's most popular boy, Matthew Sturniolo, and the girl who notoriously is never there, Layla Venita, cross paths. warnings: swearing, mentions of injuries, smut, oral (male!receiving) word count: 6.1k a/n: shits getting HEATED Y'ALL HAHAAA

pov: layla

After watching Matt clear out the bottom drawer in his dresser and neatly fold every item before placing them in the drawer, we sat on his bed while we waited for Nick and Chris to get home. I fiddled with the rings on his fingers as I laid between his legs, his stomach against my back while his chin sat on my head. He was watching YouTube on his TV and I didn't pay attention to what it was as I spun the rings on his fingers, focusing on anything but the pain in my back and the weight on my chest of having to go back home.

"Where's your phone and bag?" he suddenly asked and I pursed my lips, adjusting my head so it was laying against his chest more comfortably.

"I left my shit at home. I took a random bag with the shit I needed because I didn't know them so I didn't want them going through my stuff," I explained and he hummed, the vibrations of his voice flowing through me, "I don't wanna go back home but if I wait too long then it will just make my dad even more mad."

"We'll figure it out baby," he said softly before he kissed the top of my head, "Come to the game and you can stay the night again. We'll deal with it tomorrow."

"Everyone's gonna see me like this at the game," I mumbled, being reminded of the gash in my face that would be impossible to hide.

"I think they're gonna notice the fact you're walking in with me more than the cut on your face," he answered with a light-heartedness in his tone making a smile break out on my face.

"Cocky much," I giggled as his hands fell away from mine and he wrapped his arms around my torso.

He leaned down, kissing my temple before he whispered in my ear, "You love it."

I closed my eyes as he gently squeezed my hips, kissing and biting the skin beneath my ear. I grabbed his forearms, pushing his hands off of me as I leaned forward. I spun around, kneeling on either side of his body as I sat down on his thighs before I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his again. His hands found their way to my ass, squeezing it roughly as he pulled my hips down to his. I began swivelling my hips against his until I realised moving my hips back and forth hurt my lower back too much.

"Wait," I whimpered as I pulled back and looked down at his puffy lips with his glassy eyes full of worry, "It just hurts my back to do that."

"Hold onto me," he whispered, gently kissing my lips again as I kept my arms around his neck and he sat up away from the headboard. He slowly flipped us around so he knelt between my legs and my head was placed gently on the pillows, "This better?"

"Mhm," I hummed as I smiled up at him, pulling his back down to kiss him again. He rolled his hips into mine making me gasp at the friction and he smirked against me, continuing his movements as his tongue slid past my teeth.

I whined into his mouth as he pressed against me further, bringing his right hand to my tank top and teasingly pulling it down my chest. He bit my bottom lip before moving his lips away from mine, trailing kisses down my jaw and neck before he kissed along my collarbones. He trailed down my chest and I moved my hands to his hair, his fingertips warm on my bare skin as he pulled my tank top down further. He sucked and bit across my boobs as I sighed at the sensation, looking down to see a few small bruises already forming on my pale skin.

Suddenly, the bedroom door was swung open and Chris yelped while holding his hands out in front of him, "Alright, chill out!"

"This is my room idiot, get the fuck out!" Matt yelled back as he quickly pulled my tank top back up and I covered my chest with my arms, my face heating as Chris furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'm not getting out because we gotta go," Chris rolled his eyes, walking further into the room as Matt moved back from leaning over me, my legs still on either side of his waist.

"What?" Matt asked, confusion clear in his voice as he grabbed my left ankle, pulling my leg over his head so he could sit to the left of me. The sight of him ducking under my leg made me giggle because he could've easily just knelt over my legs to sit beside me.

"It's quarter to four already. Get your asses up we gotta go!" Chris clapped his hands twice to try to hurry us up as he picked a hoodie up from Matt's floor, "And stop stealing my shit."

"Get out dude," Matt rolled his eyes and Chris rolled his eyes back as he trudged out of the room, closing the door behind him. Matt rubbed a hand over his face before grumbling, "Fuck."

"I'll take care of that later," I glanced down at his now half-hard dick before I leaned forward, placing a kiss on his cheek and getting off of the bed, ignoring the ache between my legs as much as possible.

+++

Nick decided he would come along since it was their last game and he knew this was a big deal for his brothers as well as Nate. I chewed on my bottom lip nervously, running a hand over the cut on my face which Chris had placed butterfly tape on before we left. I tried to cover the bruise on my face as best as I could with the makeup Matt had bought me but if you looked close enough it was still noticeable.

I decided to wear the white long-sleeved shirt that Matt had bought for me earlier and I kept on the dark blue sweatpants I stole from him earlier. I also decided to wear the black zip-up hoodie and I kept the hood on to hide my face. I underestimated the cold weather because the moment we stepped out of the car, I shivered from the breeze.

"Layls!" I heard Allie call out and I walked to the front of the car to see we had parked to the right of Nate's car, both Nate and Mia jumping out of it.

"Hey," I said quietly, noticing the way she looked at my face in worry.

"Are you okay? What happened?" she quickly walked over to me and I let my mouth hang open, realising I didn't have a lie to come up with.

I decided I would go with the lie I told Matt's mother and I mumbled, "Some guys jumped me when I was walking home yesterday. I'm fine really."

"What the fuck?" Nate furrowed his eyebrows as he walked towards me with his duffle bag on his shoulder, clearly overhearing my explanation to Allie, "Who were they?"

"I don't know. I didn't even have anything on me so they didn't steal anything," I shrugged, nervous at their slight interrogation but I knew it was out of concern. Mia didn't say anything to me, instead she walked to the back of Matt's car from where he and Chris were getting their duffle bags from.

"Shit, I'm sorry that happened, Layls," he gave me a sympathetic look and I shrugged, trying to brush it off.

"It's okay. We're here for you guys. Don't worry about me," I gave him a half-hearted smile before I turned around to see Matt walking towards me, Mia following behind me as she talked.

"Hey Matty," Mia tapped his shoulder and he waited till he stood next to me to turn around to look at her, "Can I have your jacket? It's really cold."

"Nope," Matt answered blandly and I pursed my lips, pride filling me at his bluntness with her.

"What? You always give me your jacket," Mia's face twisted into a frown and Matt raised his eyebrows.

"I figured you would learn that you need a jacket by now. You're not getting mine. Besides," he said as he locked the car after Chris closed the trunk of the car and walked towards us, "I'm giving it to my girlfriend."

At the same time, all five of them made their shocked and confused sounds making me snicker to myself.

"You guys are actually dating? When did this happen?" Allie asked me excitedly as she tugged on the sleeve of my hoodie and I looked at her with my eyebrows raised.

"Like 3 hours ago," I chuckled as she jumped excitedly making me laugh at her.

"You failed to tell us this the entire way here!" Nick looked at us in shock and I smiled awkwardly as I shrugged.

"Figured it was easier to tell you all at the same time," Matt shrugged, swinging his arm over my shoulder and I leaned on his shoulder as more cars pulled into the car park.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me," Mia rolled her eyes, pure annoyance in her voice.

"I'm not doing this right now, Mia," Matt deadpanned and she scoffed, looking out into the car park.

"I'm gonna go talk to Dan," Mia mumbled before she spun around and walked towards the car that I saw Dan get out of moments ago. I could tell she wanted to argue but I think she held it in for the sake of Matt, knowing they had to be focused on the game.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me!" Chris threw his hands up as he began walking towards the building making me giggle at how dramatic he could be. We all followed behind him and I glanced back to see Mia death-staring me from where she leant against Dan's car.

I ignored her as we made our way inside, surpassing the lobby before we went inside the rink. The freezing air made me shiver once again and we reached the stairs where Allie and I were going to sit causing all of us to stop.

Nick and Allie both hugged Chris and Nate, wishing them good luck and I gave Nate a fist bump. Chris held his fist up to me for a fist bump and I furrowed my eyebrows with a smirk, pushing his hand out of the way before I wrapped my hands around his shoulders. I heard him let out a breathy chuckle before he carefully wrapped his hands around my back.

I pulled away, my hood falling off of my head as I looked at him, "Good luck."

"Thanks, Layls," Chris said as he ruffled my hair and I swatted his hand away before he laughed and made his way to the locker room. Allie and Nick then hugged Matt as I looked at Nate.

"You're not pissed at me anymore?" I asked cautiously and he smiled, shaking his head.

"If Matt's over it then so am I," he said and I gave him a smile as I nodded.

"Good luck out there. Don't fall on your ass," I said quietly and he shoved my shoulder back as he chuckled before he walked away. Nick and Allie had finished talking to Matt and they made their way up the stairs as I turned to look at Matt. People began filing past us and I pulled the hood back onto my head, feeling self-conscious from their stares of judgement.

"Hey," Matt said grabbing my chin for me to look at him, "You okay?"

"I should be asking you that," I raised my eyebrows and he smiled, running his thumb along my cheek.

"You said that last time," he pointed out and I smiled at the memory before I nodded.

"And I'm still correct," I shrugged and he moved his hand away from my face. I looked at him in confusion as he slid the duffle back off of his shoulder, placing it to his right before he slid off his letterman jacket, "Matt-"

"Shut up. I can tell how cold you are, pretty girl," he mumbled as he swung the jacket over my shoulders. I sighed, sliding my arms into the sleeves and he smiled at me, picking up his bag and placing it on his shoulder again, "Besides, I want everyone to know who you're here for."

"Okay fuck off and go win this game for me then," I smiled up at him and he put his cold fingers under the layers of clothes I had, gripping my waist as I leaned up to whisper in his ear, "It's your turn to get surprised later if you do."

"Oh my god," he mumbled as I kissed his jaw before I pulled back, "Good luck kiss?"

"If I give you a kiss will you go after?" I asked, knowing he needed to go get changed by now and he hummed, nodding his head. I rolled my eyes playfully before I placed my lips against his. He hummed against me, attempting to slide his tongue between my lips but I knew he'd get carried away so I didn't let him. I pulled back, looking up at him with a dopey smile. I pecked his lips once more before I said, "Go. You need to focus."

"Yes ma'am," he nodded, unravelling his hands from around my waist before he walked away to the locker rooms. I pursed my lips, spinning around and making my way up the stairs to join Nick and Allie.

“I’m not over this!” Allie squealed as I sat down to her right and I rolled my eyes, pulling Matt’s jacket around me tighter. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mia ascending the stairs before she stopped beside me.

“Can you move?” she asked, her tone bitchy now that Matt wasn’t here and I just stared at her with a blank expression, “I sit next to Allie.”

“Maybe you should’ve got here faster then,” I deadpanned, not bothering to give her the time of day as I looked back at the rink in front of me.

“Can you just not be a bitch and move?” she questioned, her whiny voice made me cringe.

I didn’t bother looking at her as I replied, “Take a look in the mirror before you start calling me a bitch.”

“Layls,” Nick mumbled my name and I looked at him with a questioning look, “Sit between me and Allie. We have shit to talk.”

I bit the inside of my lip for a moment before I nodded. I didn’t want to give Mia the satisfaction of moving but Nick was much nicer about it and I knew I wanted to talk to Nick more since out of our the whole group of friends I’d spent the least amount of time with him.

Nick shuffled left to create space between Allie and him which I gladly sat down in. Mia happily sat beside Allie before she pulled her phone out of the white puffer jacket that looked too big for her.

+++

I never knew I could be so stressed watching a sport but I finally understood why NFL games got so intense. This was nothing compared to the Superbowl, I was well aware of that, but I also knew that this meant so much to Matt, Chris and Nate and now me. I was practically ripping the skin around my nails in anticipation.

In the last third, both teams were at 4 points each and as they skated around the ice quickly, I held my breath the whole time. I don't think I'd ever seen my friends so focused on anything in their life and I was watching in awe at how quickly they moved.

There were only 2 minutes left and I knew they wouldn't want to go overtime so these last 2 minutes meant everything. My eyes couldn't keep up with the puck as it glided across the ice and Allie was gripping onto the bench we were sitting on. Nick was biting his nails nervously as Mia held her phone up to record the end of the game. I was leaning forward with my elbows on my knees, cracking my knuckles as they made it to the right half of the rink.

I glanced up at the clock that read only 45 seconds left as I mumbled to myself, "Come on guys."

"They have to fucking make this," Allie tilted her head in anticipation and watched as they rounded the back of the net with the puck. The goalie was practically lying on the floor to block the puck as much as possible and I watched as Matt hit the puck towards Chris who attempted to shoot it into the net. It hit the pole and rebounded as everyone around us groaned.

Nate swooped in and hit it back to Chris before the opposing team could get it. Suddenly, Chris hit it again at lightning speed and this time it didn't hit the pole. Instead, it went directly into the net and the horn blared to signal that it was the end of the game.

All four of us jumped out of our seats, cheering with pure excitement and pride. The entire team skated onto the ice and they huddled around, a few of them almost falling over as they threw their gloved hands up in victory. I could barely spot Nate, Chris and Matt as their team surrounded them but I was so full of joy that I turned to Nick instead.

"There's no fucking way they just did that!" I yelled and Nick laughed at my excitement. I could tell he was equally as proud, if not prouder, but he kept his excitement at bay unlike Allie, Mia and I.

"Let's go!" Allie's hand suddenly gripped mine and I was pulled down the stairs, Mia leading us as Nick trailed behind me. We made our way around the rink towards where they got on the ice, ignoring everywhere staring at us. We waited as the losing team trudged out of the gate and went to the lockers with disappointment written on their faces until Matt's team began getting off the ice. I stayed back as Allie, Mia and Nick congratulated the rest of the team but I looked back to the centre of the ice where Nate, Chris and Matt were trailing behind with pure joy on their faces.

As soon as Matt stepped off of the ice, I practically lunged at him and he chuckled as I wrapped my hands around his torso. I heard Allie, Mia and Nick praising our friends but I just left my head on Matt's chest.

"You would think he's the one who got the winning shot," I heard Chris's sarcastic voice chirp up and I pursed my lips, pulling away from Matt as I turned around to look at him, "I don't even get a congrats?"

"Fuck off," I rolled my eyes with a smile before I stepped towards him, hugging him around his torso as well. I left my head on his chest for a moment before I mumbled, "Proud of you, kid."

"Thanks, Layls," he chuckled and I pulled away from him, looking up at him since the skates made him a lot taller. He ruffled my hair once again and I furrowed my eyebrows, pushing his arm away in annoyance. I turned to Nate last as Nick turned to Chris to give him a hug.

"I guess you can have a hug too," I rolled my eyes as the sarcasm rolled off of my tongue and Nate chuckled. I hugged his torso, the layers of clothes making him feel bigger than he was, "Good job."

"Thanks," he responded quietly and I looked up at him, my arms still around his torso.

I furrowed my eyebrows as he gave me a half-hearted smile before I asked, "You okay?"

"Yeah. Just a stressful game," he shrugged and I let my arms unravel from around him before Mia spoke up.

"Let's go celebrate!" she cheered happily and I turned around to see she had her arm around Matt's torso. I felt a pang of jealousy run through me but I kept my cool so I looked up at Matt.

"I agree," I raised my eyebrows as I wrapped my right arm around Nate's shoulders, "Let's celebrate, guys."

I knew Matt could tell what I was doing because he smirked before he, Chris and Nate walked towards the locker rooms. I spun on my heels and started making my way to the exit of the building with Allie, Mia and Nick trailing behind me.

The cold air nipped at my face and I slid my hood back on my head as I leaned against the brick wall beside the entrance. Allie, Mia and Nick engaged themselves in conversation as I just listened. I looked over to my left to see a familiar face, cigarette smoke emitting from his mouth. I furrowed my eyebrows before I turned to Nick.

"I'll be right back," I told him before I pushed away from the wall, walking over to him before I called out, "Hey stranger."

"Holy shit, kid. What happened to you?" he asked as I stepped closer and I smirked, looking back at my friends who were looking at me curiously.

"Some guys my dad asked me to deliver to fucked me up, Wes. They said it was the third time he didn't give them enough coke," I spoke quietly, making sure no one else could hear before I looked up at him, "But what the fuck are you doing here?"

"I work here," he shrugged and I raised my eyebrows, not realising he had a job, "Only started like three days ago. Just helps with the rent."

"Who would've thought?" I asked rhetorically and he chuckled, throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, "You have a spare? I left mine at Dad's."

"Of course," he nodded, pulling the packet out of the pocket of his old jeans before handing one to me. I placed it between my lips before he sparked his lighter, lighting the end of it for me before I gave him a thankful nod, "Why are you here?"

"My boyfriend's the captain of one of the teams that played," I shrugged and I didn't miss the way his eyebrows shot up.

"Boyfriend? That I would never have guessed," he chuckled and I smiled, pursing my lips with a nod.

"Makes two of us," I chuckled, the smoke of the cigarette falling out of my mouth. I noticed the way Wes's eyes darted behind me before his eyebrows furrowed.

"They your friends?" he asked and I turned around to see Allie and Nick looking curious as Mia just looked disgusted.

"The one in the white puffer is t-"

"The bitch? I know who she is," he raised his eyebrows and I pursed my lips, holding in a laugh before I took another drag of the cigarette, "They're walking over."

I quickly blew the smoke out of my mouth before I turned around to see all three of them walking towards us. I gave them a gentle smile, ignoring Mia as per usual before I said, "Guys this is Wes. Wes, this is Nick and Allie."

"Nice to meet you!" Allie smiled cheerfully and Wes gave her a nod before giving her a once-over and then looked at Nick. Allie pointed to Mia before she said, "This is Mia."

"I know," Wes answered shortly and you could tell Mia did not want to be there, "The game go well?"

"We won," Allie said cheerfully as I took another drag of the cigarette, blowing the smoke away from them. I saw the team begin to walk out of the building, looking around for us.

"They're done," I nodded towards the door they were exiting causing all three of them to turn around.

"Guys!" Nick called out, waving them over before they all filed towards us.

"I should get back to it," Wes mumbled to me and I caught Matt's eyes who was looking between Wes and I with confusion covering his expression.

"Hang on. I want you to meet my boyfriend," I told him as I waved Matt over as Nick, Allie and Mia started talking to the rest of the team. Matt rounded the group before he stood next to me, "Matt, this is Wes. Wes, this is Matt."

"Nice to put a face to the name," Wes nodded and Matt just glanced at him, giving him a nod before looking at me.

"Where did you get that?" Matt questioned, looking at the cigarette in my hand before I took another drag of it.

"He had a spare," I nodded towards Wes and Matt hummed, wrapping his arm around my shoulder possesively. I looked at Wes who was holding in a chuckle by pursing his lips.

"You work here?" Matt asked Wes as I dropped the now burnt-down cigarette on the ground before crushing it with my boot.

"Yeah," Wes nodded, quickly checking his phone before he looked at me, "Speaking of which, I gotta get back. Good to see you, kid."

"I'll let you know what happens," I tilted my head as I looked up at him and he held his fist up for a fist bump. I connected my fist with his before he began walking backwards.

"Good to meet you, man. Take care of her," Wes called to Matt before he rounded the corner. I looked up at Matt who was looking down at me with raised eyebrows.

"Oh chill out. He's just friends with me for drugs," I teased and his face didn't waver. I sighed, moving to stand in front of him, "I saw him and I wanted to say hi. The last time I saw him was when you picked me up."

"Matt!" I heard Dan's voice call loudly causing both of us to look at him, "We're going to downs. Meet you there?"

"Sure," Matt nodded before some of the team walked towards the parking lot, "You wanna stay behind?"

"You should go celebrate," I shrugged and he smirked at me.

"I wanna celebrate with you first," he wrapped his arms around my waist, digging his thumbs into the waistband of my pants before he looked over at Nate, "You good to take them in the van? We'll meet you guys at Downs in a bit."

"Alright," Nate shrugged and Matt pulled his keys off of where they were clipped to his jeans, throwing them at Nate. Nate then threw his keys to Matt before he said, "Don't fuck up my car."

"Wouldn't dream of it," Matt smiled and Nate rolled his eyes. They all made their way to the van, bidding their goodbyes as Matt turned to look at me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, wrapped my arms around his neck before I pecked his lips gently.

"I'm deciding whether I'm mad or not," he mumbled and I smiled at him, tilting my head as I gave him puppy dog eyes.

"Don't be mad at me, baby. You just won the finals. We have some celebrating to do!" I said happily and he pursed his lips, attempting to hide the smile threatening to take over his face. I unravelled my arms from around him and I grabbed his hand in mine instead before I giggled, "Let's go."

I led him towards Nate's car and he quickly rounded the car to the passenger side, unlocking the car and swinging the door open before he gestured to the open door and said, "Ladies first."

"Such a gentleman," I kissed his cheek before I slid into the car. He closed the door for me before he walked to the back of the car, throwing his bag in the trunk before he jumped in the driver's seat. As he started the car I mumbled, "Fuck it's cold."

"Good thing Nate has a fancy ass car," he responded before he clicked some buttons in the console and I felt the seat under me start to get warm.

"He has seat heaters?" I gasped in awe as I clicked my seatbelt in, adjusting his letterman jacket to cover my cold hands and he chuckled with a nod. He clicked his seatbelt in before we began making our way out of the parking lot.

"What food do you want?" he asked and I shrugged as he pulled his phone out of his hoodie, passing it to me, "McDonalds?"

"Sure," I shrugged, holding his phone in my hands unsure of what to do with it.

"You can plug my phone into the aux. My password is your name in numbers," he said casually and I let a smile creep onto my face, typing the password in. It unlocked the phone making my smile widen before I found the Spotify app, looking through the playlists he had made.

"How long has your password been my name?" I asked and he hummed, thinking to himself as I put on the playlist he had made for when he was driving.

"Like three days," he shrugged and I pursed my lips, leaning over the console to place a kiss on his cheek. He smirked as I rested my head on his shoulder and he placed his right hand on my thigh, running his thumb in circles.

The feeling of having his hand on my thigh sparked the memory of my promise before the game began and I smirked to myself as I let my left hand fall onto his knee. I slowly dragged my hand from his knee up to his thigh and I felt his thumb stop its movement against my thigh. I trailed my hand even further, my palm brushing against his dick and his breath halted for a moment.

"What are you doing?" he asked quietly, focusing on nothing but the road and I smirked, lifting my head off of his shoulder to kiss his shoulder.

"Returning the favour," I mumbled, placing my hand on his half-hard dick as moved up to kiss his neck. He let out a shaky breath as he moved his hand from my thigh, gripping the steering wheel to keep himself focused on the road.

"I'm driving, Layls," he muttered and I smirked against his neck, still palming his dick from his pants as he let out a heavy breath.

"Then focus on the road, pretty boy," I whispered lowly and I removed my hand from his dick. Instead, I used my hand to unbutton his jeans and I pulled down the zipper. I slid my hand under his jeans, keeping my hand out of his boxers as I palmed his dick and he let out a groan, the extra barrier of his jeans gone creating more friction.

Suddenly, the car swerved to the left and it came to a halt. I looked around to see Matt had pulled into a random empty parking lot and I looked up at him to see him giving me a deadpan expression.

"Get in the back," he told me and I pursed my lips as he swung open the door to get out. I climbed through the centre console as Matt jumped in the back and I sat up on the right side of the car.

Within a second, he grabbed my face and smashed his lips against mine. I moved to swing my right leg over him, straddling his waist as he gripped my hips harshly. I hissed when his fingertips pressed into my lower back where the bruise had started on either side.

"Sorry," he mumbled against my lips, sliding his hands down to my ass instead of my back to avoid the bruise. I hummed against his lips before I pulled away, sliding my hands down his torso before I shuffled to kneel on the floor between his parted thighs.

My back was pressed against the back of the driver's seat and I smirked up at him as I snuck my fingers into the waistband of his boxers and jeans at the same time. He lifted his hips slightly and I shuffled them down his thighs, his now hard dick springing free.

"Thank god these windows are tinted," he mumbled to himself making me giggle as I let go of the material, wrapping my hand around the base of his dick as I smiled up at him sweetly. He groaned, throwing his head back onto the headrest of the seat as I began moving my hand along him at a teasingly slow pace.

I shuffled forward between his thighs, opening my mouth as I let the spit fall from my mouth to his tip. I used my thumb to spread it around slowly earning a low moan vibrating through his body as he tilted his head back down to look at me. I ignored the ache in my back as I leaned forward, licking a stripe from the base to the tip causing him to twitch in my hand.

I let a sadistic smile take over my face as I looked up at him before I completely took him in my mouth, pressing my head down so my nose met his stomach. He let out a whine at the sudden movement and his hands flew to my hair, threading his fingers through the blonde strands. I moved my head at a slow pace still, teasing him dangerously slow as his grip on my hair tightened every so slightly.

"Stop teasing me," he whined, his hips lifting in slight desperation and if my lips weren't restricted by the shape of his dick, I would've broken out in a grin.

Instead, I decided to tease him a little bit more to see how far I could push it. He continued to whimper and whine at my slow pace, pausing at the tip to swirl my tongue around the sensitive slit. I started moving my head slightly faster as his breathing picked up, the fingers tangled in my hair became twice as harsh as he tugged on the strands. I moaned around him earning a low moan to fall from his open mouth.

I looked up at him through my eyelashes, the only light provided by the moon hidden behind the clouds through the tinted windows. My eyes watered as I moved quicker, the repeated motion of his dick hitting the back of my throat eliciting tumbles of moans and whines from him. I pulled back briefly, catching my breath as I pumped him in my right hand. I flattened my left palm against his bare thigh as I adjusted to sit with my ass on my heels before I wrapped my lips around the now-reddened tip. He mumbled profanities as he squeezed his eyes shut, not daring to look down at me as I intentionally gave him the bigger doe eyes I could muster.

"Fuck, I'm close," he breathed out, the grip on my hair tightening. He trusted up into my mouth and I let him guide himself to his high, his hand threaded in my head directing my head at the right pace. He sucked a breath in sharply before he whined, "Baby."

I hummed around him and his hips twitched upward one last time before the white liquid coated my mouth and throat. He panted as the grip on my hair fell away and the muscles on his stomach twitched from the comedown. I swirled my tongue around him one last time before I pulled back, looking up at him with watery eyes and a flushed face as I swallowed.

"Feel better?" I asked, a cheeky smile on my lips as he just stared down at me. I wiped away the tears that had fallen down my cheeks and he reached forward, delicately tucking the strands of hair that had fallen in front of my face behind my ear. It was a stark contrast from the grip he had in my hair moments ago and I could tell he was trying to make up for the fact he was rough with me.

"You okay?" he asked, his voice a whisper and I nodded as I moved to push myself up. I planted myself on the seat next to him as he slid his boxers and jeans back on properly before he mumbled, "Did I hurt you?"

"Yeah," I shrugged and his head moved so quickly I was convinced he would get whiplash as he looked at me with concern. I smiled as I leaned forward, cupping his stubble-covered jaw and I kissed his lips gently before I pulled back with a smile, "Stop stressing, I liked it."

"I didn't mean to do that," he spoke carefully, looking directly at me with eyes that felt like always saw right through me.

"You're too sweet to me, pretty boy," I smiled gently as I placed my lips on his again and he gently placed his hands around my waist.

The kiss was full of tenderness and care, not passion and desire like it usually was. It filled my chest with warmth and it terrified me but I decided not to push it away. Instead, I let it sit and linger as he delicately traced his hands along my skin and I sighed into the kiss, the moment of peace feeling like I was on an emotional high I hadn't experienced before.

It felt like in the moment of clarity with no exterior factors to disturb us and nothing else to think about, I had a realisation I knew would hit me any day now.

I had fallen unexplainably in love with the boy in front of me and there was no way of backing out now.

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