Friends then Lovers part 5



Disclaimer :The only person I own is Caleb everyone else owns themselves and Vince owns the WWE

Summary : After seeing how happy Jeff and Trish our now that they took their relationship from friends to lovers Matt wonders if the same might be possible for him and Amy.



A/N : Sorry it's been so long since I've updated but between school and getting sick it's been hard to find time to sit down and write........but to make up for taking so long I've decided to post two chapters this time instead of the usual on.......anyways on to the story, hope you like and think it was worth the wait...........



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After spending the whole afternoon at the mall shopping for things for Trish and Jeff's wedding and looking for the perfect outfit for Amy to wear to knock Matt's socks off with, Trish talked Amy into getting her hair done. When they finished at the salon, it was 6:30 and they started back to the hotel.

"How you feeling hun? You've been awfully quiet since we left the hair place."

"I'm really starting to get nervous Trish. What if this was all just a big mistake. I mean look at me. Who I'm trying to fool? Just because I buy a sexy new outfit and get my hair done, doesn't mean Matt is suddenly gonna wake up and take notice of me as a women, and it sure as hell doesn't mean he's going to take one look at me and confess undying love. He's had over four years to do that, and he hasn't. I think I've just got to face the fact that to Matt I'll always be the younger sister him and Jeff never had."

As Trish was listening to Amy talk she kept getting madder and madder, until she finally pulled over on the side of the road.

"Trish, why are we stop........" Amy never got to finish what she was going to say because Trish cut her off.

"Amy Christine Dumas, I am so sick and tired of you always putting yourself down," Trish yelled. "I thought we settled this at breakfast, your gorgeous, and Matt doesn't think of you like a little sister. And, so what if he's never said he's in love with you, neither have you. Maybe he's just as scared of being rejected as you are, and maybe he thinks that you only think of him as a brother. Ever thought of that?" With that said Trish started the car back up and drove to the hotel, leaving Amy to think over what she had just said in quiet.

When they reached the hotel and Trish had found a parking spot, Amy suddenly reached over and gave Trish a hug.

"What was that for?" She asked surprised.

"For being the best friend any girl could ever ask for. And, for always believing in me, even when I don't believe in myself," she said with tears in her eyes.'

"Oh honey," said Trish tearfully, as she returned the hug.

"Okay, enough of this girly crying. You need to go get ready for your date with the man of your dream, and I need to go see my dream guy. It's way to many hours since I've felt his arms around me," Trish stated as her and Amy left the car and made there way into the hotel, and to the elevator.

"Your so lucky to have found Jeff, I just wish....." Again she was cut off by Trish.

"Don't even say it. You'll be just as lucky with Matt, soon."

"How can you be so sure, when I'm not."

"Because I've seen the way he looks at you. And it's exactly the same way I used to look at Jeff before we got together." By this time the elevator had made it's way to their floor and the girls got out and starting walking to Amy and Matt's room.

"Have fun tonight. And remember to breathe," Trish said as she gave Amy a quick hug and left to go to hers and Jeff's room down the hall.


When Amy entered the room she was expecting to find Matt already there waiting for her, but the room was empty.

"I wonder where he's at," she said to herself as she set her new purchases down on the bed. "We were supposed to meet here, weren't we?" Just as Amy was getting ready to call Matt on her cell she noticed the message light blinking on the hotel phone. He's probably calling to cancel and say he's found a "real" date for himself tonight, she thought pessimistically as she waited for the message to play. But what she heard on the message, truly surprised.

"Hey, Amy. This is Matt. I was just calling to let you know that I'll pick you up for our date tonight at 8:00. I heard of this new restaurant/club that just opened, that's supposed to be really terrific, so I made us reservations for 8:30. I hope you feel up to a nice dinner and a little dancing I'm really looking forward to spending tonight with you and can't wait to see," with that said Matt hung up the phone.


"Oh my god, he called it a date," Amy said with a huge smile on her face. But that smile soon faded when she noticed that it was already 7:25 pm and Matt had said he would be there at 8:00. Matt was always on time, so that didn't leave her much time to get ready. Luckily her hair was already done, so she put a shower cap on and rinsed off really quickly in the shower. She would have preferred a bath, but oh well. After drying off and putting on her favorite peaches and cream scented body lotion, Amy did her make-up. After she finished her make-up she got dressed in the new outfit she had purchased with Trish at the mall. The new outfit consisted of a beautiful matching french silk and lace strapless bra and thong in red, to match the new sexy red dress. The dress was halter style with a short, but not to short, flowey skirt that had a slit that would show off her legs when she walked. The dress was completely different than any other dress she had ever worn or owned, she just hoped that Matt liked it. Amy chose not to wear any stockings, and finished the outfit with the new red stiletto heels she and Trish had found. She was just finishing putting on her the matching necklace and bracelet, that Matt had given her that year for her birthday, when there was a knock at the door. She glanced at the clock and realized it was 8:00 pm on the dot. Before she opened the door, she took a calming deep breadth, and sent a silent prayer, skywards, that everything would go okay.


As Matt waited for Amy to open the door, he thought about everything that him and the guys had talked about today. They all thought that he should tell Amy how he truly felt about her. They were convinced that she felt the same way, and that her and Caleb weren't that serious. Matt wasn't to sure, but had decided to take their advice, well at least some of their advice. He had decide to let Amy know that he liked her and wanted to date her, for real. He wouldn't tell her he was in love with her yet, incase she didn't feel the same way. Matt was pulled out of musings, by the door opening, and what he saw standing before him, truly took his breadth away. Amy was gorgeous. He couldn't stop staring at her. She was a vision in red.


As Amy opened the door, she was taken in with what Matt was wearing. He had on a nice black suit with a blue shirt and matching tie. He looked so handsome. Amy couldn't help but also notice, that Matt had a really strange look on his face and that he hadn't said a word to her yet. She started to feel insecure and nervous again.


"What's wrong? You don't like it? I'll go change," she was saying, as she was starting to turn around, but was stopped by Matt's hand on her arm.

"No don't change. You look so gorgeous. Utterly, and completely beautiful. The reason it took me so long to say anything was because you took my breadth away," Matt said softly.

"Oh Matt," she whispered. "Thank you."

"My pleasure."

"You like nice yourself. Very handsome."

"What this old thing?" He joked, while trying his hardest not to blush. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah, let me just grab my bag and coat."

"Wait, I almost forgot. These are for you," Matt said as he pulled out the dozen red roses, he had been holding behind his back, and handed them to her.

"They're so pretty," she said as she took them from him and inhaled their rich fragrance. "Thank you. Let me just put them in water before we leave," she said. Before she went to the bathroom to get some water she impulsively reached up and gave him a kiss on the cheek.


"Ready to go," he asked after she came back into the room. He was still reeling from the fact that she had kissed, sure it was on only on the cheek, and she had done millions of times in the past, but there had been something different about this time.

"Yeah, let's go," Amy said as she started to open the door, but Matt took it from her and held it for her instead. Out in the hall way while they waited for the elevator, Matt took Amy's hand in his and just held it. This made her so happy. Maybe Trish was right, after all, she thought. I can't believe she's letting me hold her hand, maybe the guys were right, after all, he thought. Matt and Amy remained lost in their reflections, the whole trip down in the elevator and on the walk to Matt's rental car. Once they reached the car, Matt was reluctant to give up Amy's hand, but had to so he could open the door for her. He helped her into the car and then pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed it softly. He then went around to the drivers side and got in. Before he started the car he looked over at Amy, and saw her staring at him with a quizzical expression on her face.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing," she mumbled softly. Embarrassed that he had caught her staring at him.


They made the drive to the restaurant in silence. Both feeling a little awkward and not knowing what to say to the other. When they reached the restaurant, it was fairly crowded, and not wanting to waist any second of valuable time with Amy looking for a parking space, Matt used the valet service. After turning the keys over to the Valet, Matt went around to Amy's side, and helped her out of the car. Needing to feel close to her again, Matt kept a hold of her hand. Not that she was going to object, because she needed to feel that same closeness again too. As they walked into the restaurant, they first went to the coat check room, and then to the hostess, who was seating people.


"Can I help you sir?" She asked.

"Yeah, Matt Hardy, party of two. I have a dinner reservation for 8:30 pm."

"Right this way," she said, after confirming that he did indeed have a reservation. She then led them into the restaurant and showed them to their table, which was on the second floor, overlooking the dance floor of the club.


"Oh my god, Matt. This is so nice. How did you ever here of this place?" She asked, once they were seated and the hostess had left.

"Well, I can't take all the credit for this place. In fact, I'm not even sure if I can take any credit for this place."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, after we finished paint ball this afternoon, and were having lunch at Outback, I told the guys that I really wanted to take you someplace special tonight, but didn't know where. So we all started brain storming, and somehow this place was decided on. But, for the life of me I can't remember who first suggested it. I wanna lie and say it was me, but I can't," he laughed.

"Oh well. Who ever suggested it, I'm glad they did, because it's absolutely perfect."

"I'm glad you like it." Just then the waiter came by and asked if they were ready to order, they needed a few minutes to look at the menu, so they gave him their drink order and said they would order when he came back. After looking at the menu, Matt decided on the filet mingon, and Amy the lobster, even though she wasn't a vegetarian anymore, she still didn't eat a lot of meat. Once the waiter took their order and they waited for their food to come, they started to talk about little mundane things. Matt asked how the shopping trip went and if they found everything they were looking for. And, Amy asked him about his afternoon with the guys and how paint ball went. After their food arrived they become silent as they ate. Neither one, not quite knowing what to say to the other, and not wanting to ruin anything.


"How's your food?" Matt finally asked, breaking the silence after 10 minutes.

"It's good. How bout yours? I have to admit it looks and smells good. Makes me wish I had ordered that instead."

"Here, try it," Matt said, as he offered her a small taste with his fork. As Amy went to take the fork from his hand, Matt shook his head and pulled the fork back. "Let me," he said, as he brought the fork to her mouth, so he could feed her himself. All Amy could do was watch him with wide eyes as she opened her mouth to except. There was just something so incredibly intimate about Matt wanting to feed her himself, that she couldn't refuse.

"How was that?" He asked. "Good?"

Amy closed her eyes to savor the small taste. "Very, yummy," she said with her eyes closed.

Matt watched as she licked her lips to try and get some more of the taste, and he wanted to kiss her so badly, that he started to reach across the table but just then the waiter came by and asked if they were finished, and the moment was lost. Both agreed that they were through, and the waiter cleared their plates away and asked if they wanted to have dessert.


"Do you want dessert Amy?"

"Not right, I'm stuffed, but you go ahead if you want"

"No, I'm good too. Thank you," he told the waiter.


After the waiter left, both became silent again. After a couple minutes of silence, Matt took Amy's hand in his. " If your tired we can go," he said. "But, if not wanna go down to the club now?" He asked, hoping that she would say yes, so that he could have the chance to hold her in his arms while they danced.

When Amy heard the first part of Matt's question she started to get upset, she didn't want the night to end yet, but then he continued and asked if she wanted to go to the club. Which she did, with all her heart. She wanted nothing more than to feel his arms around her. "I would love to go to the club now," she said with heart stopping smile on her face. As she started to get up from the table, Matt was still holding her hand, so he helped and then he did what she had been hoping he would do all evening. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her in close to his side, they stayed this way as they walked downstairs and found a small table near the dance floor. After pulling the chair out for Amy to sit, Matt took the seat across from her and reached for her hand again. They just their staring into each others eyes for what felt like forever..................