Secondhand Smoke [m.h]

Part Thirteen.

We spend our last day together in the city, walking throughout different shops.
We decide on a small restaurant that rests on the corner of a busy street.
It's a cute little place, only fairly busy.
Matty holds my hands despite us being in public which comforts me a bit.
As we are seated at our table, I lay back against the booth.
Matty looks at the menu and lists off a few food items that sound good to him.
The waiter comes over and takes our drink orders, to which I reply an iced tea and Matty responds with an ice water.
"Do you need anything else before your flight tomorrow morning?" Matty asks me, leaning his elbows on the table.
I shake my head, "No, I can just pack my things up from the bus and be on my way."
"I didn't mean it like that.." He mumbles, clearly thinking that he had said something wrong.
He didn't say something wrong.
Maybe it was great that I was going back home.
Maybe it would be for the better that I would split ways with him.
He would be better off without me and maybe I'd be great without him, too.
Maybe this was meant to be temporary.
The waiter interrupts my thoughts as he sets down our drinks in front of us.
"Are you ready to order?" The waiter asks politely.
I look at Matty and he gives me a small nod.
"I'll have cheese pizza, please." I say, handing him my menu.
"I'll have the pepperoni pizza, please." Matty says, handing the waiter his menu.
The waiter thanks us and walks away.
"Hear anything from the boys?" I ask.
I stare at my drink as I twirl my straw around through the ice.
"They're sleeping and doing laundry." He answers.
I nod my head slowly and glance out the window.
His eyes are fixated on me.
"Matty.." I begin.
He folds his arms, "Don't give me that, love. I don't know what's going on.."
"Nothing is going on.. let's just enjoy this time that we have left." I tell him, placing my hand on top of his.
He sighs and finally agrees to let the situation go.
This wouldn't be easy for either of us.
I didn't want any tension to form, but I could feel it brewing anyways.
Moments later, our pizza arrives and we take photos of each other.
We enjoy each other's company.
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"I mean, I don't know what he was thinking." Matty says, his laugh cutting through the frozen yogurt in his mouth.
"That's fucking wild." I say, finishing off the last bite of my frozen yogurt.
I almost choke on it when I realize I just cussed in front of Matty.
This will be good.
"Oh, good girl decided to use the f-word." He teases, bumping his shoulder into mine.
I bump his shoulder back, "Hey! It's your fault."
"My fault? How is it my fault?" He laughs again.
I love that laugh.
I toss my empty frozen yogurt cup in the trash can that sits near us. He does the same.
My eyes wander to the sky.. the way the stars twinkle. The moon.
The night was always so comforting.
"It's all your fault." I answer, my voice coming out barely a whisper.
I walk to the small fence that stands in front of a large lake.
The moon reflects off the surface, giving it a glow.
He moves next to me, "What happened? What did I do?"
I stare at the water in silence.
"Bella.. what's going on?" He asks, placing a hand on my shoulder.
He's right there. He's only there for a little while longer.
I can smell his cologne and his cigarettes and it drives my senses wild.
I can't control myself anymore as I turn and press my lips against his.
He responds to it quickly as his lips mould with mine.
He tangles his fingers in my long hair as I place my hands on his hips.
His waist is small so he feels easy to keep a grip on.
He bites down on my slip slightly, before breaking away.
We both catch our breath before we run to where the buses were parked.
My hair blows behind me and Matty grips on his beanie to keep it from flying off.
We laugh as we move past people who walk on the sidewalk.
I feel so free.. I surely will never forget him.
I will never forget this.
He pries the bus doors open and pulls me on.
All of the drivers were off duty once again, so we had it to ourself.
I immediately took off my shirt and he did the same.
He pushes me down on the bed and climbs on top of me before unbuckling his tight black skinny jeans.
I watch as his strong fingers fumble with the zipper on my shorts.
He slides them down my legs with ease.
I push him down and climb on top of him.
He widens his eyes in response to my dominance as I dip down, kissing his neck.
He lets out a moan and I decide to go all in for it.
I want my mark to be made on his skin.
I start off with love bites before it turns into hardcore hickeys.
He moans and presses his fingers into my back which only excites me more.
I press kisses and bites from his neck, down to the waistline of his boxers.
He flips me over by surprise and grabs a condom from the drawer next to us.
As he enters me, I feel all of my worries disappear.
The night is filled with moans and pleasure.

Savour the moment.

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hellooooooo i did not proofread this (sorry) because i'm on my way to ohio yeeeee :)

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- adrianna