Chapter eighteen
"What did you wish for?" I ask. He smiles humbly.
"You'll hate me if I tell you. What did you wish for?" Mr. Intrusive.
"I couldn't think of anything to wish for. Other than that I'll be able to see Josh soon." He looks at me impassively. I just said that last part to see how he would react.
"Well, that's obviously not going to happen very soon. College hasn't even started and you're already trying to see some guy halfway across the country."
"He's not some guy, Matt, he's the kindest, sweetest, gentlest, most understanding person you'll ever meet."
"Yeah, well, I don't ever plan on meeting him. And gentlest? Gentle with you? As opposed to being rough with you?"
"Not in that way Matt. He's a gentle person. He's always been there for me." 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtnzNM6nEry
The ride is almost over and he still hasn't said a single word. He seems to have forgotten that he's the one asking these questions and then getting mad at me for answering them. 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaHGDunuIFi
We reach back to where we started, at the operating booth. Matt unbuckles himself and I quickly unbuckle myself too before he reaches over and tries to do it for me. He climbs out and then offers me his hand to help me get out. We find a nearby bench and sit down. Matt pulls out his phone. 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa2fB07xlrT
How rude.
"Jon and Skylar left." That bitch! Why does she keep leaving me with him? "I'll take you home," he says, dryly.363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNVxHH6DXRn
"Can we go on a roller coaster?" 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfrO0bD9bjl
"C'mon." he takes my hand and we get up off the bench. I pick the scariest looking roller coaster and we stand in line. 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrIUka4pbPD
I shiver a little bit cause' of how windy it is. 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡavijLR9oPp
I really should've brought a jacket. How stupid can I be, I mean its California for fuck's sake?363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzXNgYFOmHK
I wrap my arms around myself and Matt looks down at me. I look at his piercings, starting to wonder when and how he got them. If it hurt? They look so good on him though. 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhkGvjj6Qbb
"Cold?" he asks considerately. He's very observant. He tends to know exactly what I'm thinking or what I want or need. Well, in this case, I literally have my arms wrapped around myself. He lifts his red hoodie over his head revealing a plain white tee shirt. I can faintly make out the tattoos from underneath his t-shirt. He hands the hoodie to me watching my face as I take the jacket.
"Thank you," I say shyly and smile at him. How sweet of him?363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7mnkJ0Ymw7
Aww. He very faintly smiles back.
"Now put it on before you get sick or something." 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC9xRWqkAnP
He is so demanding. He just had to spoil a perfect moment, huh? I roll my eyes dramatically.
"What about you? Won't you get sick?" I ask as I put the hoodie on.
"Nope. I'll be fine." I snuggle into the still warm hoodie and take in the smells. It smells really good. Like cologne...and weed. Hahaha.
"Do you smoke weed?" I ask abruptly.
"Yes, why?"363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC42upZ9dT1
"Your hoodie smells good," I say on the edge of a laughing fit. He laughs a little and it makes me smile. I made him laugh! 363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAIo0uA9HFx
He has such a beautiful, full laugh, yet......he barely laughs. Or smiles, for that matter.
I remember a quote I read, before.
The prettiest smiles hide the deepest secrets. The prettiest eyes have shed the most tears363Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYcaKLYFBo6
