Title: Guilty For Loving You-Chapter 5.
Author: Carly.
Characters: Matt Hardy and Amy Dumas.
~Three Months Later~
Amy came out of her room, clad in red and black zebra pants and a black leather top with three ties at the back, her hair in twists at the top. She walked to the living room where Matt was sitting. He was wearing baggy jeans and a black silk shirt. They were going for a meal with some friends they hadn't seen in a while. They knew about Jeff and had sent their commiseration.
"Hey Ames. You look amazing. You ready?" Matt said, holding his hand out to her. She nodded and took his hand. With that, they walked out of the house and got into Matt's car. After a twenty-five minute journey, they arrived at Rendezvous, a French restaurant at the border of Cameron. Matt parked the car then they got out and entered the restaurant, where they found their friends at a table at the back. Everybody said their hellos before looking at the menus, observing the contents and deciding what to order. Matt looked over to Amy and smiled to himself.
~Matt's P.O.V.~
I can't believe how much I love her. It's been around six months since Jeff died but I'd feel like I was betraying him if I confessed my feelings for Amy. It wasn't so much that I was scared of rejection but more to the fact of betrayal and heartache. Even if we did get together, who's to say it would work out. Would I be able to make her happy like Jeff did? Am I expecting too much of a relationship because I love her so much? My mind is constantly reeling with questions that can only answered through experience of a relationship with Amy.
"What are you going to have?" she asks, her angelic voice making my heart explode.
"Umm, I don't know. I haven't decided," I answer then quickly whisper to myself, "I've been to distracted by you." She looks at me oddly. Her hair glimmers under the light, so does her face. She really does look like an angel as well as sound like one. I think I've fallen in love with her all over again. I was shaken out of my thoughts when Amy stands up and informs us that she's going to the bathroom. Ten minutes pass but she hasn't returned. So, I go to see what's wrong. Opening the ladies' bathroom door slightly, I can hear someone crying.Amy. "What's wrong, babe?" I ask, gathering her in my arms.
"Matt? Oh, I'm just slightly emotional right now.woman's problems," she replied with a laugh. I cant help but laugh along with her but at the same time, I want to kiss the tears away, make her realise you can love again. I pull her up with me and leave the bathroom, returning to the table. I can tell something is troubling her, it's obvious. The question is; what?
~Amy's P.O.V.~
When Jeff died, my world collapsed. Seven months of happiness was destroyed in a split second when he closed his eyes and never woke up. At first, I felt angry with him for leaving us all to deal with his death, leaving us all alone. I'd never had much luck when it came to relationships and love. But then Jeff changed all that. He showed me the love I needed. We went from strength to strength. At the same time, Matt had broken up with his girlfriend after he found out that she had cheated on him. Bur he had confessed to me that he was also in love with someone else but he wouldn't admit as to who it was. It didn't take long for him to bounce back and he was happy again.until Jeff died.
Over time, I began to fall in love with Matt. He consoled me and had patience with me. Most people gave up in me when I couldn't get over Jeff but Matt understood what I was going through. We spent all of our time together and I began to see him in a different light. Matt is perfect; sincere, humorous, a great listener, a friend, good looking, has patience, understanding, not at all judgmental, sweet and cares for people. I want to be with him so much it hurts whenever he was around because I know I can't. I won't let myself. My heart still holds onto Jeff and I won't allow myself to let my feelings be known to anyone but myself even though I try to deny what I really feel. I just don't want to get hurt again. This was the reason I was crying in the bathroom earlier.
Matt and Amy were enjoying themselves that night. They forgot about their problems and concentrated on just having fun. They ate their meal and chatted like old times. Amy was getting herself a drink at the bar when she looked over at Matt and realised he was staring at her. At that moment their eyes met, she felt the sparks fly between them. She knew if they shared just one kiss, her heart would be healed. Amy needed and wanted him. *'God. No Amy. He's Jeff's brother. It's wrong,'* she berated herself. She was still waiting for the bartender to swerve her when Matt draped her jacket on her shoulders and informed her they were leaving. Once they got outside, she cuddled close to Matt, as it was so cold. Her arms snaked around his waist, looking for warmth. He pulled her closer and wrapped his own around her shoulder. Amy could tell he was deep in thought. She asked if he was okay, worried by the emotions swimming in his eyes.
"I'm just completely fed up," he sighed. "I still can't find anyone I love that loves me back."
"You will Matt, trust me. I know there's someone like you like. It's obvious. Just tell them," she reassured.
"Well, what if I was to say it's you?"
Author: Carly.
Characters: Matt Hardy and Amy Dumas.
~Three Months Later~
Amy came out of her room, clad in red and black zebra pants and a black leather top with three ties at the back, her hair in twists at the top. She walked to the living room where Matt was sitting. He was wearing baggy jeans and a black silk shirt. They were going for a meal with some friends they hadn't seen in a while. They knew about Jeff and had sent their commiseration.
"Hey Ames. You look amazing. You ready?" Matt said, holding his hand out to her. She nodded and took his hand. With that, they walked out of the house and got into Matt's car. After a twenty-five minute journey, they arrived at Rendezvous, a French restaurant at the border of Cameron. Matt parked the car then they got out and entered the restaurant, where they found their friends at a table at the back. Everybody said their hellos before looking at the menus, observing the contents and deciding what to order. Matt looked over to Amy and smiled to himself.
~Matt's P.O.V.~
I can't believe how much I love her. It's been around six months since Jeff died but I'd feel like I was betraying him if I confessed my feelings for Amy. It wasn't so much that I was scared of rejection but more to the fact of betrayal and heartache. Even if we did get together, who's to say it would work out. Would I be able to make her happy like Jeff did? Am I expecting too much of a relationship because I love her so much? My mind is constantly reeling with questions that can only answered through experience of a relationship with Amy.
"What are you going to have?" she asks, her angelic voice making my heart explode.
"Umm, I don't know. I haven't decided," I answer then quickly whisper to myself, "I've been to distracted by you." She looks at me oddly. Her hair glimmers under the light, so does her face. She really does look like an angel as well as sound like one. I think I've fallen in love with her all over again. I was shaken out of my thoughts when Amy stands up and informs us that she's going to the bathroom. Ten minutes pass but she hasn't returned. So, I go to see what's wrong. Opening the ladies' bathroom door slightly, I can hear someone crying.Amy. "What's wrong, babe?" I ask, gathering her in my arms.
"Matt? Oh, I'm just slightly emotional right now.woman's problems," she replied with a laugh. I cant help but laugh along with her but at the same time, I want to kiss the tears away, make her realise you can love again. I pull her up with me and leave the bathroom, returning to the table. I can tell something is troubling her, it's obvious. The question is; what?
~Amy's P.O.V.~
When Jeff died, my world collapsed. Seven months of happiness was destroyed in a split second when he closed his eyes and never woke up. At first, I felt angry with him for leaving us all to deal with his death, leaving us all alone. I'd never had much luck when it came to relationships and love. But then Jeff changed all that. He showed me the love I needed. We went from strength to strength. At the same time, Matt had broken up with his girlfriend after he found out that she had cheated on him. Bur he had confessed to me that he was also in love with someone else but he wouldn't admit as to who it was. It didn't take long for him to bounce back and he was happy again.until Jeff died.
Over time, I began to fall in love with Matt. He consoled me and had patience with me. Most people gave up in me when I couldn't get over Jeff but Matt understood what I was going through. We spent all of our time together and I began to see him in a different light. Matt is perfect; sincere, humorous, a great listener, a friend, good looking, has patience, understanding, not at all judgmental, sweet and cares for people. I want to be with him so much it hurts whenever he was around because I know I can't. I won't let myself. My heart still holds onto Jeff and I won't allow myself to let my feelings be known to anyone but myself even though I try to deny what I really feel. I just don't want to get hurt again. This was the reason I was crying in the bathroom earlier.
Matt and Amy were enjoying themselves that night. They forgot about their problems and concentrated on just having fun. They ate their meal and chatted like old times. Amy was getting herself a drink at the bar when she looked over at Matt and realised he was staring at her. At that moment their eyes met, she felt the sparks fly between them. She knew if they shared just one kiss, her heart would be healed. Amy needed and wanted him. *'God. No Amy. He's Jeff's brother. It's wrong,'* she berated herself. She was still waiting for the bartender to swerve her when Matt draped her jacket on her shoulders and informed her they were leaving. Once they got outside, she cuddled close to Matt, as it was so cold. Her arms snaked around his waist, looking for warmth. He pulled her closer and wrapped his own around her shoulder. Amy could tell he was deep in thought. She asked if he was okay, worried by the emotions swimming in his eyes.
"I'm just completely fed up," he sighed. "I still can't find anyone I love that loves me back."
"You will Matt, trust me. I know there's someone like you like. It's obvious. Just tell them," she reassured.
"Well, what if I was to say it's you?"
