"Oh my gosh!" Cameron screams.

"That's insane!" Jacob grins before giving me a hug.

"I'm so proud of you too," Lox cries while wiping away fake tears.

"Thanks," I say with a fake smile.

"Um hey, I have to go upstairs and do something."

I run up to my room and flop down onto my bed. "Ugh, why.." I mumble as a single tear falls down my cheek.

A few moments later someone knocks on my door. I quickly wipe my cheek and speak. "Come in."

"Hey, are you okay?" Matt asks before walking into my room.

"I'm fine," I lie.

"No you're not," he accuses me. "Shawn told us what happened."

"I know," I whisper, my voice cracking in the process. "I just don't know what to do. Everything's all messed up."

"Not everything," Matt defends. "You got a record deal, which in my opinion, is pretty awesome."

"No, it's not," I frown. "I should have chosen Shawn. I would choose him any day over anything, even a record deal. I don't know why I didn't.. I was over too much pressure."

My eyes start to get glassy so I start to blink back the tears. Matt walks towards me and starts to hug me. And that's when the tears start poring. I tightly hug back, sobbing into his chest. I don't even try to hold back my tears. I used to cry over the stupid things, such as a dumb interview or flying back home, but this is actually worth crying. And out of all of those things that hurt me, this one hurts the most.

"Everything's going to be okay," Matt mumbles.

"How do you know?" I sob while looking up into his eyes.

"Stay positive," he tells me. "You are probably the most persuasive person I know so you can probably get them to change their minds. "

I slightly laugh and then shake my head. "They made their decision and they aren't ones to change their minds."

"Well, I brought something up here that will possibly make you happier," Matt smirks.

"What?" I ask and he holds up a Walmart bag and takes out a container of coffee flavored ice cream and a container of vanilla.

"I was figuring that we could eat ice cream and watch Pretty Little Liars on Netflix," he suggests.

"Oh my gosh, Matt," I grin, "this is why I love you."

He smiles and hands me the half gallon of coffee ice cream. I run over to my desk and grab my laptop. I turn it on and then sit on my bed besides Matt.

I turn on Pretty Little Liars and then start to eat my ice cream.

"Matt?"

"Yes?"

"Are you secretly a girl?" I ask.

"What the crap," he laughs. "No! Why would you even ask that?"

"Well it seems like you know what to do after having a horrible breakup," I explain.

"Keep in mind that I have a sister," he laughs. "I'm obviously not a girl, and I'm slightly offended that you would even ask that."

"Sorry," I giggle before turning my attention back to my computer. I feel my eyes getting heavy and then I shut my eyes.

*******

I wake up and look over at Matt.

"This. Is intense," he gasps and I giggle.

"Did I fall asleep?" I question him.

"Yeah," Matt answers. "You've been asleep for a few hours actually."

"Oh."

"Hey ,Lexie, what have you eaten today?" he asks.

"Umm, I had pancakes with Shawn, then ice cream with him later, and then I've had ice cream with you," I explain.

"You can't live off of pancakes and ice cream!"

"Sure I can. I just need a lot of ice cream and pancake mix-"

"What I mean," Matt interrupts, "is that you need to eat some healthy food."

"If you even put a piece of broccoli near me-" I warn.

"No," Matt laughs. "You just need to eat some real food."

"I'm pretty sure pancakes are real since I ate them this morning," I frown.

"Ugh," he groans. "You are too complicated. Just get up so we can go and eat something."

"Heck no!"

"Leeeexiiiieeee, I'm hungry," Matt pouts.

"That sucks," I smirk.

"Ugh, if you get up so we can go and eat, I'll let you choose what we eat," Matt offers.

"And you'll take me to Starbucks after," I add.

"But you can drive yourself," he addresses.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I want to," I chuckle.

"Okay, okay. So can we go now?" he asks.

"Can we get nachos?"

"Yes! You can get anything! Just get your lazy butt out of bed," he nags before walking downstairs

I roll my eyes and trudge out of bed. I walk downstairs and see Matt reading a note.

"I guess everyone left," he explains. "It says that they left to go and eat."

"Ohh. So where are we going to eat?" I ask.

"I don't care, but I think we both know where we should go," he smirks.

"TACO BELL!" we yell in unison.

"Can you drive my car?" I ask. "I really don't feel like driving.. A lot has happened today."

"Yeah, I'll drive," Matt agrees before we walk into the garage. We get into my car and start driving to Taco Bell.

When we get there, I jump out of the car and sprint inside.

"Gosh, stop being so fast," Matt whines.

"I literally had this conversation with Jack J the other day," I chuckle. "And I'm going to tell you the same thing I told Jack; stop being so slow."

"Whatever," he pouts. "Um I'd like to order two nachos please."

I look up and a lady hands Matt and I our nachos. "Thank you!"

We go and sit down at a table and start to eat. "Thank you, Matt."

"No problem," he grins.

"I don't just mean for the nachos, I mean for everything. You've been there for me."

He chuckles. "Honestly, it's not a problem. I mean, what are friends for?"

"I think friends are for taking their friends to Starbucks," I remind him.

"Ugh," he moans. "Do we have to go to Starbucks?"

"Yes! You promised you would," I pout.

"Fine! We can go, but we're going through the drive through," he explains.

"Okay dookay!" I agree.

We finish our food and then ride to Starbucks.

"What do you want?" Matt asks me.

"A java-chip-frappachino," I answer.

He orders our drinks and then hands me mine when they're done.

"Thank you!"

"Ugh, I only did this for you."

"Because you love me," I smirk and he rolls his eyes.

We drive back home and as soon as we walk through the doors, he turns towards me.

"Do you want to finish watching Pretty Little Liars?" Matt asks.

"Sure," I laugh. "But just to let you know, you're a fangirl at heart."

"Hey, I'm not going to deny that," he chuckles.

And then we spend the rest of the night watching Pretty Little Liars.