Title: What Went On?
Author: Hayley
E-Mail: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
Rating: PG-13 or higher, language
Disclaimer: i own no one
Distribution: ask first please
Chapter 3
Matt watched Amy through the corner of his eye praying she'd come back and talk to him. Even if it was to yell at him, as long as she was talking to him was all that mattered.
When he realized that she wasn't turning back, he slowly turned his head and watched as this guy took her hand as a slow song played. She hesitated and looked back at Matt whose eyes were drowning in sorrow, and she gulped before painting a smile on her face as she accepted Greg's offer to dance. He placed his hands on her hips, the hips only Matt was supposed to touch, and she winced as things suddenly got uncomfortable and she shook her head.
"Something wrong?" Greg asked as he loosened his hands on her hips, and she placed her hands on top of his reassuring it was okay. Matt bit his tongue and turned back around not being able to look at them.
Why isn't he stopping me? Or him for that matter? Amy asked biting her lip as she concentrated on breathing. She couldn't look at this guy in the face, she felt ashamed at what she was doing. Apparently the alcohol seemed to wear off when it came to feeling shitty about you're boyfriend cheating on you. Think of it this way...it's not like he went ALL the way...but nonetheless it counts as cheating...right? Did he mean to though? This dance seemed to last forever and she kept thinking about how wrong it was to do this to this guy just because she was mad at Matt. I shouldn't be using this guy like this...but- Amy was snapped out of her thoughts as suddenly the mood changed and some techno shit filled the club.
"I need a drink." Amy said shaking her head as she quickly left the scene and found a spot at the bar, far away from Matt and the rest of her crew. "Hi...uh yeah, could I get a...a..." Her eyes trailed as she saw Matt stand up with Trish as she led him to the dance floor. "Bitch..." She mumbled and the bar tender looked at her confused.
"Excuse me?"
"What?" Amy snapped as she looked at the scantily clad bar tender. "Oh, uh right sorry. Could I get three shots of tequila please." Amy yelled as she tapped her nails on the counter waiting. The bar tender slid Amy her drinks as Amy downed them quickly before slightly stumbling back to Greg in the middle of the dance floor. "Glad to know as soon as I'm out of the picture you swoop in in no time." Amy spat bitterly at Trish who was trying to cheer up Matt by dancing with him and Trish swallowed her awful words she was about to throw at her so called 'friend.'
Matt sighed, as he gently slid past Trish and softly grabbed Amy's arm. "Baby please could we talk somewhere?" He pleaded looking deep in her eyes.
"Don't fucken touch me." She whispered as she shook her head and continued walking until she found Greg.
"Amy!" Matt yelled but she wasn't going to listen. "Listen Trish..." Matt said turning to her, "Do you mind if I leave? Tell Chris and them that I need time to...think." He said hugging her good-bye as he made his way out of the club. Trish sighed sadly as she walked alone back to the table where Chris, Adam and Dawn were at.
~Back at the hotel~
Matt slowly made his way to the elevators and headed up to his room. How the hell am I going to get through this one? He asked himself as he stripped down to his boxers and a wife-beater. Looking through his suitcase, he found a tiny red velvet box. He gulped down, barely even able to do that as he sat down on the bed slowly. Dazily, he stared at the box. God I'm never going to be able to give this to her now... He thought as he threw it in his bag before lying down and closing his eyes.
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hey, sorry it's so short. But thanx to all those who reviewed, I should have the next chapter up later tonight or tomorrow. I wanna finish this story before monday cuz that's when i go back to school. Hope you all had a safe new years. Please continue on with the great reviews, it honestly helps with the continuing of writing the story. Thanx!!
Author: Hayley
E-Mail: preciouz_angel18@yahoo.ca
Rating: PG-13 or higher, language
Disclaimer: i own no one
Distribution: ask first please
Chapter 3
Matt watched Amy through the corner of his eye praying she'd come back and talk to him. Even if it was to yell at him, as long as she was talking to him was all that mattered.
When he realized that she wasn't turning back, he slowly turned his head and watched as this guy took her hand as a slow song played. She hesitated and looked back at Matt whose eyes were drowning in sorrow, and she gulped before painting a smile on her face as she accepted Greg's offer to dance. He placed his hands on her hips, the hips only Matt was supposed to touch, and she winced as things suddenly got uncomfortable and she shook her head.
"Something wrong?" Greg asked as he loosened his hands on her hips, and she placed her hands on top of his reassuring it was okay. Matt bit his tongue and turned back around not being able to look at them.
Why isn't he stopping me? Or him for that matter? Amy asked biting her lip as she concentrated on breathing. She couldn't look at this guy in the face, she felt ashamed at what she was doing. Apparently the alcohol seemed to wear off when it came to feeling shitty about you're boyfriend cheating on you. Think of it this way...it's not like he went ALL the way...but nonetheless it counts as cheating...right? Did he mean to though? This dance seemed to last forever and she kept thinking about how wrong it was to do this to this guy just because she was mad at Matt. I shouldn't be using this guy like this...but- Amy was snapped out of her thoughts as suddenly the mood changed and some techno shit filled the club.
"I need a drink." Amy said shaking her head as she quickly left the scene and found a spot at the bar, far away from Matt and the rest of her crew. "Hi...uh yeah, could I get a...a..." Her eyes trailed as she saw Matt stand up with Trish as she led him to the dance floor. "Bitch..." She mumbled and the bar tender looked at her confused.
"Excuse me?"
"What?" Amy snapped as she looked at the scantily clad bar tender. "Oh, uh right sorry. Could I get three shots of tequila please." Amy yelled as she tapped her nails on the counter waiting. The bar tender slid Amy her drinks as Amy downed them quickly before slightly stumbling back to Greg in the middle of the dance floor. "Glad to know as soon as I'm out of the picture you swoop in in no time." Amy spat bitterly at Trish who was trying to cheer up Matt by dancing with him and Trish swallowed her awful words she was about to throw at her so called 'friend.'
Matt sighed, as he gently slid past Trish and softly grabbed Amy's arm. "Baby please could we talk somewhere?" He pleaded looking deep in her eyes.
"Don't fucken touch me." She whispered as she shook her head and continued walking until she found Greg.
"Amy!" Matt yelled but she wasn't going to listen. "Listen Trish..." Matt said turning to her, "Do you mind if I leave? Tell Chris and them that I need time to...think." He said hugging her good-bye as he made his way out of the club. Trish sighed sadly as she walked alone back to the table where Chris, Adam and Dawn were at.
~Back at the hotel~
Matt slowly made his way to the elevators and headed up to his room. How the hell am I going to get through this one? He asked himself as he stripped down to his boxers and a wife-beater. Looking through his suitcase, he found a tiny red velvet box. He gulped down, barely even able to do that as he sat down on the bed slowly. Dazily, he stared at the box. God I'm never going to be able to give this to her now... He thought as he threw it in his bag before lying down and closing his eyes.
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hey, sorry it's so short. But thanx to all those who reviewed, I should have the next chapter up later tonight or tomorrow. I wanna finish this story before monday cuz that's when i go back to school. Hope you all had a safe new years. Please continue on with the great reviews, it honestly helps with the continuing of writing the story. Thanx!!