(A/N: sorry not sorry for language.
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Your Pov:
   Saturday. The best possible day in the history of days since the horrible invention of the time spectrum.
Except when you can't breath.
   You awoke under a mountain of blankets, feeling a bit warmer than usual. Looking towards your window, you saw it was closed, which under any other circumstance would be normal. Except for last night.
   You had opened the window and watched as Matt sat in your yard. Then what?
   You sniffed the air, and sucked in a huge breath. His scent was in your room.

Your guess was that you fell asleep and he came in to place you in bed... but that didn't make any logical sense.

   "What the actual flipping frick?" You muttered.
  
   You had the guess that it was not going to get better anytime soon.
   As you got dressed and brushed your hair, you smelled the oh so familiar smell of last night's intruder coming closer to your home.
   You decided to ignore the smells, And the sound of pebbles hitting the window, and brought your bookbag out from under your bed to grab a book.

   When you looked up, you were definitely unprepared for the sight you saw.
   Matt motherfucking Williams was on your window outside, staring at you.
   Dropping the book and rushing to the window, you pulled it open, and Matt snuck inside.
  
   "Are you insane?!" You whisper- yelled.
   "What?" Matt growled.
   "My fucking parents are home! Plus you were climbing the window to the second floor, AND you are tresspassing into my territory!!!" You continued.

   "I had no choice!" He retorted, albeit quietly.
   "Bullshit!" You growled.
   "No, not bullshit, not even wolf shit, can you give me a chance to explain?" He growled back.
   You huffed, crossing the room to sit on your bed, before sighing.
   "I'm sorry. I overreacted a bit. It's just not every morning I wake up to find a male at my window at..." You looked over to check the clock on the dresser.
   "7 in the morning...on a Saturday" you finished.
   Matt scratched the back of his neck, looking at the floor.
   "I guess I did overstep my territory by doing this" he murmered. 

   "Sit down in the chair or something. Why are you here?" You asked honestly.
  
   Matt obediently sat in the fuzzy red chair by your desk and emitted another sigh.
   "I was in a fight...again..." he said.
   "Isn't that why you came here last night too?" You asked.
He nodded, but then shrugged.

   "Not quite the same. Last night I had a fight. This morning everyone was just yelling at me because of the fight" He explained.

   "So you came here to seek... a hiding spot?" You questioned.
   "Yeah..." he muttered.
   "I...okay...One question? Why did I smell you in my room earlier?" You asked.
   "Last night you fell asleep at the window. You were shivering. So I climbed up and put you in your bed. Nothing more, nothing less" Matt replied, shrugging.

You sighed and flopped back, now laying on the bed.

   "Why...me?" You asked.
   "Hm?" Matt grunted.
   "Why do you come to me? Don't you have others of your pack that you trust more?" You whispered.

   "I don't really think that is the correct work to describe my pack" Matt grumbled.

   "What do you mean?" You questioned, sitting back up in your former position.

   "My pack is...different from most packs. And yes, we have seen other packs. Ours is not like them" Matt said, rubbing his temples with his hands.

   "Oh" you responded lamely.

   "So...now what?" Matt asked.

   "I honestly was about to ask you the same thing" you chuckled. Matt gave a quick smirk before returning to his normal half-grumpy look.

   "I would say let's raid the fridge, but I don't think that is a good idea" you snickered.
   "Yah...no" he responded.

For the next hour, you sat there conversing back and forth quietly before he decided that he was calm enough to leave.

   "Bye. Don't die on your way down" you joked.

   Matt only smirked as he left and ran off into the endless piles of leaves in the forest.

   "Well...that was interesting" you laughed to yourself.

(A/N: THANK YOU FOR READING AND EVERYTHING! I'M SORRY ABOUT MY ABSENCE. SCHOOL IS A BIOTCH!!! LOVE YOU ALL. HAVE A GREAT GOBBLE BEAST DAY- I MEAN THANKSGIVING HAHAHA)