Chapter 6- Padding Problems
Hi my lovely reviewers! How are we all? I loved all your reviews as usual and yes I apologise about that previous chapter being short but writers block is...well it's writers block. Anyway here is this little chapter for my eager readers. Now just remember it is rated for a reason, which means no flames if you think these ideas are too mature for you. (I don't ) Anyway enjoy and if I get say 35 reviews I'll update quickly! Oh and I'll write you all your separate answer/comment on your review too!
What was he doing? Mimi could feel her heart thudding most uncomfortably within her chest and she wished he would stop on advancing on her like that. There was something so…well there was something in his gaze that she was sure hadn't been there before. He finally stopped striding towards her but that was Mimi reflected frantically probably because she was between the wall and him and there was really no-where for him to stride to…except into her of course. The thought unexplainably made her gulp.
Matt smiled to himself. She was honestly way too easy tease and he wasn't going to let this perfect opportunity go by. After all there was no denying that having a girl as a roommate wasn't entirely a bad thing, he might as well milk it for all it was worth. Leaning down towards her he said gently, "There are some things we need to discuss. Now I know you're a girl and all." She gave what might have been a nod if it wasn't so slight. He grinned. "Well you see there's no denying I'm very attractive…right?"
"…yes" Mimi's voice came out in a barely audible squeak which caused her to blush and Matt to smirk.
"Right so…" he ran a long finger down her hot cheek wondering how despite all the unwomanly things she had to do she kept her skin so soft, and how she still smelled (if you were this close) vaguely like strawberry and how her lips were…pulling his thoughts (and fingers) away before things went too far he continued, "So I think we should set some…" he leaned right down so that he was on eye level with her and his breath fanned her face. He watched as she closed her eyes clearly expecting a kiss. "Oh well life can be a pain sometimes" he thought. "Especially when you're puckering up for a kiss you're not going to get…not today anyways." Damn! Why did his thoughts always have to wander off like this? Clearing his throat he said again, "I said I think we should set some…boundaries." As soon as that was said he straightened himself, walked calmly back to the couch and flung himself down.
Mimi blinked. Once, twice, three times. Then she stared hard out at Matt. How could he? How could he? Just flop back on the couch like nothing was happening? And furthermore how dare he tease her like that? Sure he was keeping one of the most important secrets of her (current) life but that gave him no right, NO RIGHT, she repeated to treat her like that and if he thought she was going to let him get away with it he had another think coming. Two could play his game!
She sidled up to him and pressed herself against his chest. "Oh Matt…" she said drawing circles on his shirt with her finger. "You're so right, being in a relationship would be so…" she ran her hand through his hair and then stood on tiptoe so she was on eye level or lip level to be more precise with him. "…sooo wrong Matt." She stared at his eyes, she didn't know how one persons' eyes could be so alluring, or so blue, or so absolutely ki…Coming back to reality Mimi shook her head and threw Matt a seductive smile. "And you're absolutely right, we wouldn't want to complicate things would we? Well goodnight then." Swaying her hips, she walked the bedroom allowing herself one more look at Matt's dazed face before going to bed with a triumphant smile.
Mimi woke up and looked around the still dark room. Glancing at the clock she noticed it was only 4:00am. Why in the world had she woken up so early? Becoming aware of an aching sort of feelings between her legs she looked down and swore. Throwing the sheets aside she ran into the bathroom and scrambled in the drawers…and then she remembered. All her 'ahem' sanitary items were at home, which in relative terms meant not here.
What the hell was she supposed to do now? She couldn't risk the day without it, it would be too much to hope no-one would notice. As the only possible solution occurred to her she flushed and hung her head in humiliation. "Don't be silly," she told herself. "It's a natural occurrence, he's sure to understand." With a sinking feeling in her heart she knew he wouldn't. Oh well here she goes!
"Matt? Matt? MATT?"
"Mim- MIKE? What the freakin hell? It's 4 in the bloody morning! Can't a guy get some sleep without…" he stopped abruptly. This was unlike her, wouldn't she have retaliated by now? "Err Mimi? What do you want?"
Mimi screwed up her eyes. "Say it Mimi just say it!" she said to herself. After all how hard was it really? Three letters, one syllable. "Matt…I need a pad." There was a silence that seemed to fill up the whole room, outside Matt sat dumbstruck. Coming back to his senses he scrambled up and pulled on some clothes. Saying in a falsely cheerful voice "I'll be back in a minute Mike." He scrambled out the door. He thought he heard a sob as he locked it.
Dashing down the stairs he grinned at the pretty bored receptionist (remember her! ) but continued straight out the door ignoring her startled cry. Once he was out of the ground he breathed more freely. If he remembered right there was a small store close-by here where he should be able to get the…items. Catching sight of the tacky headboard he let out a sigh of relief, walking in and trying to look casual about it he wandered into the lady's section. O.K. here they were now he just needed to grab one and…wait a minute. How was he supposed to choose? What did she want? Wings or no wings? Night or Day? Long or short? "Arrgh!" he said clutching his hair in exasperation. "Why are there so many?"
A curious middle-aged shop attendant walked up to him. "Can I help you m'dear?"
"Err yeah I was wondering which one to um get?"
"Any special requirements?"
Matt wandered what the hell that meant, out loud he said politely. "Not at all."
"Well then I guess you'll be safe with this one. Considerate of you, you know buying these for your girlfriend."
Matt choked. "She's not my girlfriend. In fact she's not even a girl in a manner of speaking."
The lady looked at him strangely. "Right…" She slipped it into a bag along with some chocolate Matt had bought and said to him. "Well give this to your…whatever needs it then." Still spluttering a little Matt walked out of the store.
The receptionist was looking out for him. He saw her eyes light up when he arrived. He smirked in a self-satisfied way, being this charming had its advantages. "You shouldn't have left. You're supposed to stay in the camp at all times. I might have to report you." She said all this in a petulant way with a little pout on her mouth. Matt winked. "Don't worry sweetheart it won't happen again. Anyway I would never have seen you then would I?" She giggled waving her hand around like a moth was attacking her face. "Oh you silly! I guess I'll see you later then hmm?" She raised her eyebrows suggestively. "Wow," though Matt. "She is a bit forward." Smiling smoothly at her he added, "Count on it." Then walked away leaving behind a dreamy love-sick girl.
Matt knocked on the bathroom door. "Mimi you still in there?"
"No you twit I've been waltzing around the corridors singing for sheer joy this whole time." Matt winced. She must be having mood swings then. "Err I'll slip one under the door then."
"Oh jolly good genius you are! I honestly thought you wouldn't have thought of it."
Feeling a bit annoyed, after all he had gone through some trouble to get it for her he replied shortly, "You could at least say thankyou." There was a pause then…
"Just shut-up and pass it under you prat."
At least he tried.
Hehe. Is it cute? I wonder if any of you were expecting this? Anyway there will be more fluff and stuff next time so review, review review! BTW anyone want to tell me when their b-day is I like little facts like that! See ya!