“Oh yeah? Well go to hell! I’ll find a new place to live! I don’t want to live with a whore anyway!” I yelled into my cell phone and I hung up. It was my roommate, but I told her to stop being a slut. Every single night I come home and she’s having sex with a different guy almost every time. She leaves her disgusting crap all around the apartment. Lingerie, vibrators, different types of toys, and even porn videos. It’s a huge surprise to me that she isn’t pregnant yet; she doesn’t use condoms or birth control.
I sat back in my seat at the small table for two in the coffee shop. I ignored the frightened stares from the strangers that had seen and heard me yelling into the phone.
“What’s wrong, (y/n)?” Matthew said as he sat down across from me with his coffee. Damn, he was so cute. Every time he talks to me with that soft voice of his, I melt and I can’t help but smile. It’s a coincidence that we’re here, but it’s the best kind of coincidence.
“I’m moving out of my apartment to find a new place to stay. My roommate is a total slut; she has sex with a different guy every night. It’s disgusting and I can hardly get any sleep because they’re so loud.” I ranted. Matthew turned a light shade of pink, which made me giggle.
“Have you thought of a place to stay yet?” Matthew said, but then he blushed again. “If you haven’t, I have an idea.”
I smiled and asked, “What’s your idea? It’s hard to find a new place these days.”
Matthew looked down at his coffee and he nervously and quietly said, “You could stay we America and I…”
“Really?!” I exclaimed and my face brightened. “Thank you so much! I’m so happy, I could kiss you!” I said without thinking. Immediately after the words left my mouth, I blushed a bright red.
Matthew, once again, blushed. “D-do you want to go get your stuff f-from the apartment?” He stuttered in embarrassment.
“Sure, let’s go.” I said as I tried to shake off my own embarrassment. I can’t believe I said that!!!
We finished our coffee in silence before we went to his car, which was a red jeep. (I’m sorry if the car’s not cool, it just seems so Canada like.) On our way to my apartment, it was silent. While packing my stuff into the jeep, it was silent besides the part where my ex-roommate and I almost got into a fight.
Even the way to he and America’s house was silent. You’re probably wondering why we’re being so quiet after a small comment like that. Well, how would you and your crush react if you or your crush said that? Embarrassed.
Matthew helped me carry my stuff into the house. I snuck a few glances at him, but I said narry a word. I set my stuff in a corner in the living room before I quietly sat on the couch.
As I was replaying the embarrassment in my head, Matthew sat next to me on the couch.
I looked down at the carpet for awhile. I could tell he was thinking long and hard, but I didn’t know why.
Finally, Matthew spoke. “You know how you said you were so happy you could kiss me?” He asked.
“How can I not?” I said with a small laugh.
Suddenly, Matthew pinned me to the couch. “I’d like to take you up on that offer.” He slammed his lips on mine and I gasped in surprise. He took this opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth.
It took me a few seconds to register what just happened, but my tongue was soon battling with his. I tangled my fingers in my hair as he grabbed my hips and grinded against me. Matthew moaned into the kiss as I roughly bucked my hips.
We both pulled back for the precious air that keeps us all alive.
“I know you haven’t noticed,” Matthew planted a kiss on my jawline. “but I’ve been head over heels for you,” He kissed my neck oh-so softly. “for a very long time. I hope you feel the same…” Suddenly, he sharply nipped my neck.
I gasped as he nipped and sucked on my neck. He was searching for the soft spot on my neck. The spot that would make me gasp and moan.
“M-matthew…” I stuttered. I never thought this would actually happen. Sure I imagined it among other things, but who knew Matthew was going to start it? Oh who cares? This is making me high as a kite.
"I honestly don't know what's gotten over me." Matthew said casually without faltering as he trailed kisses to my collar bone. "Maybe it's the caffeine from the coffee."
"It probably-" I gasped and let out a soft, quiet moan. He found it.
I could feel his smirk as he left love bites. He was making me go insane, but in the good way.
I slipped my hands up his shirt and I felt his toned, moderately muscular chest. That's when I decided it was my turn.
I literally shoved Matthew off me and I straddled his hips while I kept him pinned to the couch.
"I can't let you have all the fun, can I?" I growled and I kissed him passionately. I bit his lip, but he denied entrance.
I roughly ground my hips on his, which made him pull away and let out a loud moan that he had desparately tried to hold in.
Just as I was going to take advantage of this situation, America nearly flew down the stairs.
"Hey dudes I- WHAT THE HELL?!?!" Alfred yelled.
I jumped off Matthew, but I nearly tripped over the coffee table.
"Is this why you wanted (y/n) to stay here?" Alfred asked Matthew. "If you wanted to get some, then do it when I'm not in the house!"
"I should get my things upstairs." I said quickly and I gathered my stuff. I walked past Matthew and I whispered in his ear, "Meet me upstairs in ten." I then took the liberty of slapping his ass before I made my upstairs. His bright red face made me laugh loudly as I was on my quest to put my things in their rightful places.
