Best of Friends

I seriously did not want to face the world today so I just laid in bed and waited until a hole opened in the ground and i could jump into it.
It never opened and I never jumped in so I had to get up and go downstairs. I felt bad for being yesterday. So today I'm going to ignore the fact that I told Matt that I loved him and decided to just apologize for acting like such a bitch.
I dressed quickly and made my way downstairs, finding Matt sitting a the kitchen table and drinking coffee. He was surprised to see me, "Hey." He said, taking another sip of his coffee.
"Hey, any orange juice left?" I asked, skipping to the fridge.
Matt smiled at my question, "I don't know, we may."
I bent down to look into the fridge and noticed Matt looking at my back side. I decided to ignore it and pull out the orange juice and taking a swig out of the carton.
"Ew, can't you get a glass like everyone else in the normal world?" He asked, making a fake gagging noise.
I rolled my eyes, "Who said I was normal?" I asked, sitting down across from him at the table, "I'm sorry for acting like such a bitch yesterday." I said, fiddling with my fingernails, not making eye contact with him.
"You shouldn't be sorry. I shouldn't have let her back in like that. I knew you didn't like her. So I'm sorry." He said, immediately after I finished.
"Still friends?" I asked, holding out my hand. His face visibly fell.
"So, uh, there's something else I wanted to ask you about, Kim." He said quietly.
I seriously didn't want to talk about this so I stood up quickly, "Well, then we can talk about that later, you guys have an interview today." And then I walked away.

I turned up the music all the way in the car to avoid conversation with Matt. He sat silent in the passenger seat and stared out the window. I could feel him peek looks at me from time to time.
I tapped my thumbs in the steering wheel to the beat of the music. Nervously, I bit my cheek and kept my eyes on the road.
"What's the matter?" He asked suddenly, making me jump in my seat."Hm? What do you mean?" I asked, playing dumb.
He sighed, frustrated and then rolled his eyes, "You know what I mean, Kim. Why are you acting so nervous? Is it because you told me you loved me last night?"
I couldn't breathe for a second, "I didn't mean to." I said.
"So you don't love me?" He asked, confused.
"What? No! I mean, yes I do, but I didn't mean to tell you in front of everybody." I said, slamming my hand against the steering wheel.
"So, you love me, like love love me?" He asked, smirking.
"This isn't funny Sanders. Seriously stop laughing." I said, seriously as he began to laugh.
He continued and I became pissed, "Oh so now you're going to make fun of me because I love you?" I asked, grinding my teeth.
He shook his head still laughing, "No," He began, slowly starting to calm down, "I'm laughing because I love you too and I thought you only liked me as a friend so I've been trying to stay away from you." HE became serious again.
"SO, you brought that girl home because you wanted to stay away from me?" I asked, it was my turn to be confused.
He nodded, frowning at me, "It made me so happy that you got so mad at her."
"So...what do we do now?" I asked as we pulled into the parking lot of the building where the interview was going to be held.
"I don't know, Kimberlee. I don't know." He rubbed is face frustrated again.
"Do you not think we could be together?" I asked, quietly. I bit my lip and stared out the window.
"Don't do that." He suddenly said, staring intensely at me.
"Do what?" I asked, looking at him, my brows furrowed.
"Don't bite your lip." He growled, his eyes dark.
I had never seen this Matt before and I wasn't quite sure what to think of him. I bit my lip again without thinking and was surprised when her smashed his lips to mine, biting my lip softly.
"I said not to do that." He whispered, staring deep into my eyes. He kissed me again, softer this time, running his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for an entrance. I let him in and loved the feel of his toongue dancing in mine. We sat there kissing for what seemed like such a long time until a tap came from the window, making us jump apart.

Notes

Kimberlee's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?id=124865435