Two Vibrant Hearts

“Matt!” I screamed, trying to focus my eyesight as I was carried out of the bar. I stared behind me and saw Brian and Jimmy joking with each other, and Johnny half dragging Zacky out of the bar. I heard Matt sigh exasperatedly and I whimpered. “Why are we leaving? I was having fun!”

“We’re leaving because Zach almost got into a bar fight and you were grinding against some creep who was about to rape you,” Matt growled as he opened the passenger seat and set me in. He shut the door and I watched lazily as he opened the back door for Johnny, Jimmy and Zach, and then opened the trunk for Brian. Brian stumbled in and laughed loudly as Matt shut the door. He got into the car and turned it on, his face showing that he was beyond pissed.

“You need to loosen up.” I slurred, lightly punching Matt’s arm. He glared at me and I shot back. He sighed and sent me an apologetic smile. I fumbled with my seatbelt and looked back at everyone else. Everyone except for Johnny was laughing and acting stupid. I pointed to Johnny and he raised his eyebrows. “You sir, need to loosen up.”

“Obviously I couldn’t because of these three fuckwads literally bought the whole bar out of every alcohol they possess.” Johnny murmured, glaring at Jimmy and Zacky.

“Oh shit.” Brian suddenly said from the back, shooting up. I didn’t realize until now that we were driving, and Matt was staring straight forward, irritation all over his face. “Matt what about my c-car?”

“We can go get it tomorrow.” Matt snapped, looking tense. I hiccupped and looked down at my clothes to realize they were all stained.

“Matt.” I whined again. He glanced at me and my eyes were tearing up. “My clothes are dirty and I don’t wanna go home.”

“We’ll clean them at my house,” Matt sighed, looking sad and pissed. I frowned and reached over to him. I rubbed his leg and his eyes shot to me, shocked. I smiled a little and he looked a little frightened. He shook it off and looked at the rearview mirror. “Do you guys want to go home or come back to my house?”

“Well if Kid’s going to be naked I say let’s go to your house.” Zach roared, laughing drunkenly. Matt gripped the steering wheel tightly.

“That’s it. You’re going home.” Matt growled. Everyone in the back moaned, and I frowned. I unbuckled myself and slid myself closer to Matt. He looked at me, pure shock on his face. “Jessica, what the fuck. Get your seatbelt back on.”

“Matt, can they please come over?” I whimpered, wrapping my arms around his neck. He glanced repeatedly between the road and me, and I sniffled. I laid my head on his shoulder and looked at him sadly. “Please Matty-bear?”

“Matty-bear?” He asked, his voice strained. He looked at me sadly and I batted my eyes at him. He sighed loudly, throwing his head back. “Fine.”

“Thank you Matty-bear!” I squealed happily, jumping up. I kissed his cheek excitedly before sitting back in my seat and putting on my seatbelt. He stared at me and I made a heart out of my hands. He smiled and sighed before watching the road. We got home after about ten minutes, and the guys in the back were either screaming or sleeping. Johnny shoved Brian’s head, which woke him up. I opened the door and took a step out. I forgot my ankle was weak and I was shitfaced, so I was falling to my death. Again.

“Jesus it’s like having kids!” Matt moaned as he caught me right before I hit the pavement. He stood me up and threw me onto his back. Zacky and Jimmy and Johnny were crawling out of the back as Matt walked around and opened the trunk. Everyone stumbled into Matt’s house and almost immediately fell to the floor, except for Matt and Johnny. Matt yelled and looked at Johnny. “Can you clean these idiots up and get them water while I take care of Kid?”

“They’re sticky and gross though,” Johnny mumbled, crinkling his face. He sighed and bent down towards the guys’ ears. “Who wants to shower?”

“Me!” All of them yelled. They followed Johnny up the stairs and I rested my head against Matt’s back.

“How many showers do you have in this house?” I whispered, feeling slightly less drunk. Matt chuckled.

“Upstairs? Two.” He laughed. I looked at him and he glanced back at me. I narrowed my eyes and he snickered. “That means Johnny’s gonna have to share a shower with a drunk idiot.” I laughed and squinted as Matt turned on the lights to his laundry room. He set me down and I began pulling off my shirt and skinny jeans. Matt stared blankly as I shakily pulled off my skinny jeans, trying to nonchalantly check me out. I began pulling down at my underwear when Matt grabbed my hand. I looked up at him and his eyes were filled with want. “I’ll go get you some clothes. Just wait here.” He left and I leaned against the washer. I closed my eyes, suddenly very tired. I ran a hand through my hair and realized it felt like shit. I needed to shower. Matt walked in and handed me the sweats, but I shook my head violently.

“I need to shower,” I demanded. His eyes widened and I motioned him to pick me up and take me to a shower. I didn’t care that I was still in my underwear, but Matt obviously did. He looked at me awkwardly before pulling me up by my waist and bringing me to the bathroom downstairs with the shower. He sat me on the counter as he turned on the shower. He took out a towel and smiled at me, restraining himself from staring at my almost-naked body. He began walking out when I stopped him. I stood up and shakily grabbed the towel he set out. I wrapped it around my waist and I pulled my underwear off. I picked them up and handed it to him. He stared at me, his eyes wide. “I need them cleaned with my clothes.” He nodded and walked out slowly, looking horrified. I rolled my eyes and unclipped my bra before limping into Matt’s shower.

My ankle still hurt like a bitch, so I sat down and began washing myself. I let the hot water run down my gross body before grabbing the bottle of Axe shampoo and washing my hair. After I cleaned my body I let water pool into my mouth to dim the stale alcohol taste. I finally managed to shut the water off and pull myself over the tub barriers and onto the floor. I began drying myself when I felt my stomach lurch. I dove to the toilet and threw up violently. I wrapped the towel around me tightly before another round of nausea hit me. I moaned loudly and rested my head against the toilet, disregarding how unsanitary it was. A moment later, Johnny and Matt rushed into the bathroom to see what was wrong. I glanced up at them, and while Matt’s face was one of pure shock, Johnny’s face was so composed it was almost as if he was used to seeing naked girls throwing up in his toilet.

“Johnny, why the hell do you look so calm?” I croaked, my thoughts becoming words before I realized what I was saying. Johnny chuckled and smiled.

“I don’t know. I guess your being naked and throwing up doesn’t faze me.” Johnny replied, shrugging. I narrowed my eyes and raised my eyebrow.

“Are you gay?” I questioned. He laughed and shook his head. I smiled and sat up, cracking my back as I did so. I stretched before looking back at Johnny and smiling again. “Can you get me some water?”

“Sure thing, Kid.” Johnny answered. He walked out and I was about to get dressed when I realized that Matt was still staring at me, completely frozen in shock. I pursed my lips and gave him a look.

“Uh, Matt?” I spoke, feeling slightly concerned. He unfroze and stood straight up, blushing a little. “Are you okay? I’ve heard from the guys that I’m not the first chick you brought home.”

“Uh, yeah.” Was all Matt could say as he scratched the back of his head. I stared at him and he nodded awkwardly before slowly turning around and walking out of the bathroom. I quickly crawled to the pile of clothes, whimpering when I put pressure on my knees. I managed to pull my bra and Matt’s sweatpants on before Johnny returned with a huge glass of water. He handed it to me and I downed it quickly. He laughed and I wiped my mouth.

“So tell me, Johnny,” I began as I looked up at him. He crossed his arms across his chest and I pulled Matt’s shirt on quickly, still not standing up. “Does lack of words come with Matt Sanders’ having feelings?”

“How am I supposed to know?” Johnny mused, laughing. I raised my eyebrows and he shifted. “As I told you, we’ve never seen Matt have feelings before this. So I can’t really tell you if being an awkward fuck is part of his feelings-personality.”

“Well, how dandy.” I replied happily. I raised my hand and Johnny pulled me up. I wrapped my arm around his neck and he grabbed me by the waist as he led me out to the living room. As we entered, I noticed everyone but Matt was all wet and in their underwear. Jimmy saw us first and whistled.

“Look at how cute they are together, g-guys!” Jimmy slurred, smiling widely. Brian and Zacky nodded in agreement, and I couldn’t help but glance at Matt. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. I widened my eyes and looked at Johnny, who also noticed Matt’s behavior.

“Looks like jealousy is a symptom of having feelings.” Johnny muttered in my ear. I laughed loudly and smiled at him. He smiled back before raising an eyebrow curiously at me. “Dude. You were almost as shitfaced as them, why aren’t you acting extremely stupid?”

“I recover quickly, but hangovers are like death.” I replied, immediately feeling regret wash over me. My hangover was going to be a killer tomorrow. Johnny nodded before whistling to Matt. Matt looked up and Johnny motioned for him to take me. He brightened up and walked over and picked me up and held me on the side of his body. I blushed and looked at him awkwardly. He raised an eyebrow and I coughed nervously.

“Are my, uh, delicates clean?” I questioned quietly. Confusion crossed his face for a moment before he jumped up, realizing what I was saying. He set me down on the couch and walked over to the laundry room. As I sat waiting, the very drunk Brian pulled himself next to me and wrapped an arm around me.

“Hey baby. You’re looking adorable in Matt’s clothes.” Brian mumbled, playing with the collar of the shirt. I only realized then that the shirt was big enough that my bra was almost completely showing. I blushed and smiled a little at Brian. He chuckled darkly and leaned close to my face. He moved my hair behind my ear and brought his lips to my ear. “You know, if you need any fun, you can always call me.” My heart sped up and my face flushed. My breathing became heavy, and Brian noticed. He laughed darkly and moved closer to me. He was leaning in to kiss me when Matt walked back into the room. Matt just stared in alarm as Brian’s lips touched mine, and I was frozen in shock. I looked at Matt as Brian kissed me, silently asking for help. He walked over and stood next to me, which got Brian’s attention. Brian looked up and smirked at Matt. Matt looked honestly pissed, but Brian was not at all fazed. He looked back at me and winked, which made my face go hot, before getting up and stumbling to the bathroom. I stared in shock and looked back up at Matt. His face was unreadable. He grabbed my hand and held onto my waist as he lead me upstairs, leaving everyone else downstairs. He ushered me into his room and handed me my pair of underwear before silently walking to his closet and shutting the door. I quickly stumbled out of the sweats and threw on my underwear, suddenly feeling slightly drunk again. Confidence came over me as I limped over to Matt’s bed without the sweats on and jumped onto it, ignoring the pain in my legs. I snuggled under the blankets and Matt returned from his closet, now in pajama pants. He looked towards the door and noticed I had abandoned the sweats. Even in the dark I could see that he raised his eyebrows, so I just shrugged. He shrugged too and crawled into bed with me. He wrapped his arms around my waist again and I snuggled up to his chest and immediately fell asleep.