22//stay

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(Light drug use)
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I walk up to his front door

I rest my hand on the knocker and

Suddenly, there is an outburst of laughter.

And the air surrounding the door has a light smell of marijuana.

I sigh and knock.

Within seconds,

A red eyed,

Shirtless,

Tousle haired

Matty answers the door.

"Hello, love" he leans in to kiss me but it lands on my nose.

I chuckle lightly and enter the house.

I am greeted by

A beautiful, tall brunette,

A precious angel face

And

A face framed by glasses and a scruff.

I smile at all the boys in the room,

Wondering if all the most beautiful boys attended Monarch Academy,

And if Matty was friends with all of them.

He sits on the couch

And pulls me down with him.

I am seated on his lap,

And a heavy blush appears on my face


As the beautiful boys produce wolf whistles,

From their drunken lips.

I tense up,

This is too familiar,

Too real,

It hits too close to home.

At least I want it this time.

Matty notices,

Leans in and slurs

"I'm begging you to
Stay
            Stay
                      Stay
                               S t a y."

I nod as he introduces his best buds

"This is George, (the tall one)

Adam, (the angel faced one)

And Ross, (the cutie)"

I smile.

••

"You smoke?" George asks me as he looks at the joint he has recently rolled.

Matty gives George a disapproving look, the cutest thing ever.

"G, lay off"

"I was just asking, mate," he shrugs.

"Actually, I sometimes do," I answer, stunning all the boys in the room.

"I like this one, Matty," George says as he smiles.

He hands me the joint and I sigh once again.

I put it to my lips and inhale.

I take Matty's cheeks in my hands and kiss him.

Shotgunning with him felt so right.

All the boys stared at me in amusement.

"Think she's a keeper, lad," Adam slurred

I looked over at Ross as he smiled with a beer in his hand.

I think I like Matty's friends.

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A/N: Shotgunning is when you inhale smoke and kiss someone and some of the  smoke goes into the person's mouth. Then, when their lips separate, they exhale)

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