Immediately when I hear the door open downstairs, I want to run down to Matthew and give him a kiss and tell him how much i missed him for the three hours that he has been gone, but I constantly have to remind myself that i can't. Instead I wait for him to come in my room. But after about 10 minutes i'm still alone.

I walk downstairs to find an empty kitchen, empty entrance, and when i figure that he must be in his room, i hear Nash from the living room.

"Lucy?" i hear his raspy voice, and it echoes across the house. I follow his voice and i find him sitting on the couch, turned towards me.

"Hey, wheres Matthew and jack?" I say, when I come to think that I haven't seen jack around either.

"Matthews in his room i think, and jack had to leave a few minutes ago, i just talked to him" he has his hands together while sitting in an awkward position, it seems like somethings worrying him. I nod, and i'm just about to leave, he stands up and grabs my arm, making me turn around again.

.Lucy, about before, i still really need to talk to you." he moves closer, not letting go of my hand. I look into his eyes, still blindsided over what he wants to say. His palms are sweaty, and a growing thought lingers in my head as he moves even closer to me.

Oh.

His hand grips mine tighter, and can almost feel his pulse as his lips move inches over mine. I find myself unable to move, overwhelmed by the rush of emotions and thoughts from the realization that he likes me. And still, all i can picture in my mind is Matthew, and how he got mad when Nash and i were talking before, and the sudden urge from him to declare me as his. I guess he had good reason. It feels like i'm in slow motion, my body frozen at his touch, and my heart beats faster than i ever thought possible. Is it possible that i feel something too?

Just then i back away, as our lips barely touch and his hand releasing mine. No. I can't feel anything for him, not now. I'm with Matthew... sort of. He looks into my eyes, and he almost looks surprised. Surprised that i moved away from him, and that i don't wanna kiss him. I don't want to kiss him, right? I ask myself.

"Nash.." we are still close to each other, both of us breathing in all the air that's around us, making the moment unbearable suddenly.

I hear footsteps behind us and i immediately know who it is. It is completely silent for a few seconds, and i wonder why he hasn't punched Nash in the face yet... It definitely seems like something he would do. I turn around to see his hazel eyes, ignoring me completely. He is looking straight at Nash, his body tense and i can almost feel the strength of his muscles, as he tightens every last limb in his body and makes a fist with his hand. But i know he can't do anything drastic. If me and Matthew weren't together, he would have no reason to go completely ballistic on Nash. And Matthew still thinks that Nash doesn't know about us, so he can't do anything.

Before it turns into a fist fight, i try to act as normal as possible and let out the air that has been lingering in my lungs ever since Nash tried to kiss me.

"Hey Matthew! Nash and I were just talking about ordering pizza or something, you want some?"

I feel so stupid, when Matthew clearly knows that Nash was trying to make a move on me, and Nash knowing that Matthew is furious because of it.

"Yeah, i'll go order it," Nash excuses himself from the situation and walks into the kitchen. A few seconds pass, Matthew still not moving one muscle in his body, and i slowly walk over to him, trying to calm him down.

"Nothing happened, ok?" i say as i take his hand and i feel how warm it is, and it slowly uncurls from a fist and covers mine.

He cups my chins with his palms and looks me dead in the eye, with his serious, wide eyes. "You're mine. All mine." His hands releases my mine and he grabs my waist roughly and kisses me and i'm suddenly out of breath.

He looks down at me, and right when i feel like he's going to storm into the kitchen and murder Nash he looks suddenly at peace and he exhales as i feel his body calm down. He clears his throat and i notice a mysterious look in his eyes.

"I've dealt with the picture," he says and a few seconds pass before it really enters my mind. The picture.

"What do you mean you've dealt with it?" i say, hoping that it's somehow all going to be okay.

"The guy wanted some money, and i bought it from him, it's mine now," he says and with each passing second i can feel a shit ton of weight being lifted from my shoulders. I run into his arms and surround him with mine, feeling so relieved that this may work out after all.

"All mine," he repeats and his arms goes to my waist and he hugs me back. Just then i feel my phone in my pocket buzzing, so i let go of Matthew and accept the call.

"You have some explaining to do," i hear Michael and i turn down the volume, expecting him to be mad at me since i hung up on him last time we talked. We were talking about Matthew, and i almost gave myself away when he asked me what i thought of him.

"What?" i act confused and walk out of the living room and up to my room, wanting to keep Matthew from hearing our conversation.

"I mean you went completely robotic on me when i asked you about Matthew last time," his high-pitched voice rings in my ears as i lay down on the bed. I stare at the ceiling as i contemplate yet again if i should tell Michael. Last time i thought about it i decided not to, but i've known Michael for years now, i can trust him. And i need someone to talk to about this. I can't talk to Nash about it, especially now that i know that he likes me and i don't know why, but i don't feel like i can talk about it to Matthew either. I just don't want to trouble him with it, he has enough to worry about.

"I have something to tell you,"

...

"Wait, so he kissed you outside of the restaurant and someone took your photo there?" he has asked probably about a thousand questions ever since i walked him through what has happened.

"Yes, and today Matthew told me that he bought the photo, and he owns it now," i got to admit, the story is giving me a headache as well. Crazy to think all of this has happened within a week.

"Woah really? Can i see it?" he asks. Come to think of it, i haven't seen the picture myself. And Matthew obviously has. Letting Michael see it wouldn't be the worse thing. I quickly text Matthew;

"Hey, this is probably the most stupid question you've ever been asked, but can you send me the photo? I want to see it:)"

I press send and i don't have to wait long for a reply.

"Of course;

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The text read and i click on the photo. We never took a picture of us before this. And its... nice. Even though we didn't want anyone to take our picture, this still looks... cute, and even kinda romantic. I stare at it for a couple more seconds and then send it to Michael. I bring the phone up to my ear.

"Sent it to you now," i say and right after he responds.

"Aww, you guys look cute!! You should totally have this as a screensaver or something," he says and i laugh at the idea. Probably not the best way to go.

"Michael i have to go now, but i'll talk to you later,"

"Ttyl bitch, bye," i actually counted the times he called me bitch this conversation, and i made it up to 32. Well now it's 33.

I walk out of my room and into the kitchen, where Jack is busy making dinner it seems. I didn't even hear him come home.

"Hey!" i say and wrap my arms around, and squeeze him tightly. He laughs as i release him and we tart chatting for a few minutes before Matthew comes in and starts helping with the food. it kind of reminds me of when i was in his house, and he made lunch for me.

After a few hours, we are done with dinner and i excuse myself from the table and run up to Matthew room, waiting for him to come inside. I sit on my phone for about ten minutes until Matthew comes in and closes the door, walking straight to me and lifting me up from the bed and putting me over his shoulder. He walks straight out the door and into my room.

He throws me down on the bed and i would imagine that it would hurt a bit, but the adrenaline runs through my body. I laugh as i land on the mattress and Matthew kisses me with a smile on his face.

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I wake up from continuous alerts from my phone, forcing me to open my eyes and i notice Matthew arms around me as i check the time. 2:08am. We're in his bed, and i have to search my mind thoroughly to remember how we got here. I check my notifications and my heart sinks to the ground as i see the messages.

I can everything around me crumbling as i hear the door slam open and Jack comes in, his phone in his hand, and i catch a glimpse of a picture on his screen that seems to be..