Author Note: So going to hell for this… Anyway, I should be doing homework, but really, I'm not. Plus I got a really bad cold, so I can't even think straight… The last chapter (Chapter 4 – If You Leave) is the title for the song "If You Leave" By Nada Surf. Yeah, and the title for this Chapter is from the lyrics of that song.

Another Note: Thanks for the reviews! :D If you guys have any questions or anything, just ask me, and I'll answer them in the next chapter or something…

Amor Vincit Omnia

Love Conquers Everything

Chapter Five – Please Don't Take My Heart Away

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Sora

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What was I doing? I couldn't even remember how I ended up this way, practically sobbing on top of Matt. Instantly, I felt my cheeks heat up, and the tears that were streaming down my face instantly stopped their course. Was he hugging me?! I stiffened as I felt his arms around my waist. God, Sora.

I looked up at Matt, who was looked back at me, with a look of concern on his face. I'm so pathetic. I closed my eyes, trying to get rid of the headache that was slowly forming in my head again. How could I have let this happen? When did I ever cry, much less let people hold me while I'm crying?

I firmly disengaged myself from his arms, and took a step back; my face grew hotter when I looked up at him, his blue eyes staring back at me curiously. I instantly looked away. Damn it. I couldn't even think straight now. All these excuses began rushing into my head, and it seemed like the headache I felt before grew even stronger. I had to say something.

"Ummm…" I sounded so stupid, "Sorry…I…"

"It's okay, Sora." Matt smiled at me, "You probably had a rough night.

"I probably did, but that doesn't mean that I have any right to just—"

"No, really, it's fine." He looked at me questioningly, "Are you sure you're all right?"

I nodded. Of course I was. I always was. "Yes, I'm sure…"

He smiled again at me, and my heart started to pound, for some reason, "That's good. I guess you want to go home now…" He glanced at his watch, "It's almost 3:15...am."

"Yeah, well, I better get going." I wondered how I looked right now. Probably a mess. First I was passed out, drunk, and then I spent the last 15 minutes practically crying my head off. Ugh. "Well, I guess, I'll see you letter…I mean later." Better make a quick getaway before I commit another embarrassing moment in front of him. I waved to him and started to walk down the street…

"Hey, Sora! Wait!" I froze. What now?

Slowly, I turned around, "Yes?" I asked, trying to sound poised and put together.

"Do you know how to get to your house from here?" He blinked at me, "I don't think you've ever been to my apartment before…"

Great. Now I was lost, too. "Uh…" I looked around, "Maybe I'll just call a taxi." I whipped out my cell phone, "Ok then, bye now!" I really needed to get away.

"No, I'll just drive you!" He began to dig through his pockets, "I have the keys to the van…somewhere." He looked bewildered as he began to search his jacket, "Just let me find them…"

I only stared at him. I had a chance to make a run for it. Although…a free ride would be nice. I mean, I don't have to waste money on a taxi. But, even though I didn't know the whole truth, he did already put up with me a lot already…

Matt looked up at me, "Uh, I think I need to go back up to my room, I can't find the keys…" He looked at me sheepishly.

"It's fine. I'll go with you." Maybe I'll talk him into cleaning his room. I'm not a neat freak or anything (Note: Actually, she is!), but the sight of his room made me want to pass out all over again.

I followed him back to his apartment, and asked if I could use his restroom to so I could…freshen up. When I looked into the mirror, here's what I saw:

The so called "waterproof" mascara Mimi had convinced me to wear tonight which would "extend my eyelashes for miles" had melted and there were black rims and streaks on my cheeks. Great. I looked like a drowned raccoon. My hair was ruffled very unattractively, and it looked like a bad case of bed head. Looking down at myself, I discovered, to my dismay, my clothes were wrinkled. I quickly straightened my clothes, and tried with little success, to smooth it down. Then, I looked back up at the mirror, where I saw that there were distinct bags under my eyes, making look even more unattractive than I already was with the melted makeup and messed up hair. I stared at myself and saw my nose was also a little red from my little breakdown as well.

I quickly washed my face and brushed my hair with the compact brush I always brought in my purse. There. I looked slightly better. At least my hair wasn't messy, and my face didn't have black marks on them. I popped some gum in my mouth to get rid of the sour taste...Much better.

I quickly double checked myself in the mirror. This is as good as it's going to get…I exited the bathroom and got a better look at the whole apartment.

To my horror, it was even messier than his room. Seriously. There were old newspapers, magazines, and take out containers everywhere. I suddenly began to feel very dizzy as I made my way through the piles of stacked CDs and records. There were even some boxes around that probably were never opened from the time they moved to this place.

Suddenly, Matt popped up from behind a sofa, "So how're you doing?" He asked, looking at me.

"Fine. Um…how long have you been living here?" I inquired, staring at a newspaper that was dated from a year ago.

Matt, who was now busy searching the sofa again looked back up at me, then blushed, "Oh, sorry about the mess. My dad and I never really had time to clean things up. We just moved here…about 7 months ago… He's really busy at the station, and I got the band…and stuff."

I really couldn't take this. "Um…I could help you clean up…sometime." I couldn't believe I was doing this, but I felt like I need to repay my debt to him… meaning that I owed him for getting me somewhere safe, I assumed, when I was…intoxicated.

He grinned at me, "What, you can't stand the sight of my bachelor's pad?" He began to dig through the sofa again, obviously convinced that his car keys were hiding somewhere in there.

"I just don't like everything to be so…disorganized." This was true.

"Yeah, right, Sora. I've known you for a long time, and I know that you're a total neat freak."

"Excuse me?" I was busy picking up some the old newspapers, getting ready to recycle them, but I immediately stopped and turned around, staring at him.

He grinned at me, "You. Are. A. Neat. Freak." He raised his eyebrow challengingly.

"I am not a neat freak!" I absentmindedly adjusted a picture frame that was crooked on the wall.

"Look at what you're trying to do now!" He began to laugh at me, completely forgetting his search for the car keys.

"What am I trying to do?" I let go of the picture frame immediately, feeling my face grow hot again.

"Face it, Sora." He said gravely, "You have a problem."

"Forgive me." I said, insulted, "So what if I like a little orderliness and neat…ness." I paused, and then I nodded; now sure of myself, "It's healthy to be organized. You can find things much easier, like…" a dramatic pause, "car keys." I smiled at him smugly.

His eyes widened, "Oh yeah!" He exclaimed, and began to dig around the sofa again, "It's in here somewhere…"

I sighed and leaned against his wall, watching him. "Are you sure it's in your sofa?" I looked around, "It could be anywhere in here…"

He didn't answer me, probably too engrossed in whatever he was doing now. I rolled my eyes and walked to his room, his keys were probably there.

I looked at his room, now from a different view and decided maybe, I could look under his bed. Things always got lost under there. I think. I peeked underneath, and decided against it. The dust bunnies were as big as my head. I wrinkled my nose. He definitely needed some spring cleaning.

I couldn't believe anyone could be this messy. I picked up a few of his CDs and stacked them on the table, muttering to myself as I began to alphabetize them. Before I knew it, I had finished, and viola! I had found his car keys hidden on the dresser. It's about damn time.

"Hey, Matt!" I called, jingling the keys, "Guess what I found!" I exited his room and walked to the sofa. "Matt?" I looked around, and there was no answer. I looked over at saw, to my surprise, Matt sleeping on the sofa, one arm across his chest, while the other was left dangling over the sofa, his long legs sprawled over the edge. I blinked at this sight, and took at step closer, peering at him.

I never knew why girls were so crazy about him. But, I guess I could see what contributed to their affections. He really was good looking. His blond hair was so casually tousled that it actually looked gorgeous on him, he was tall, and his features were really—

What the hell was I thinking about?! I instantly stood up straight, and blinked rapidly. When the hell did I think about a boy's appearance?! I felt myself flush with anger at myself, then looked quickly back at Matt, who was still sleeping pretty soundly. I sighed. It seemed like this night would never end.

I walked around the sofa and sat in a chair next to it. Looking at Matt suddenly made me feel tired… well, I practically had little or no sleep at all, even though I did pass out, but now… I yawned, my eyes suddenly grew tired…maybe a nap…but, I struggled to keep my eyes open, I wanted to go home! I looked at Matt on the sofa again, should I wake him up? I debated this for a while. Wait, he was supposed to take me home! What the hell did he go fall asleep on me like that?! Grrr…

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Matt

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I blinked awake, sitting up slowly, stretching my arms, and squinting at the sun that was shining in my eyes through the window. I groaned, and looked at the clock. 10:45 am. I looked around, and discovered that I was sleeping on the sofa. How'd that happen? I rubbed at my eyes and got up, walking groggily to the bathroom where I washed my face and brushed my teeth.

I'm not usually a morning person, especially on Saturday mornings, but today I just didn't even feel like going back to sleep, even though what had happened last night with Sora and—

Wait. Sora?! I dropped my toothbrush. Did I take Sora home last night!? If I did, then I couldn't remember. I quickly ran out of the door and to the living room, where, to my surprise, I found Sora.

She was sleeping, sitting on the chair, her head resting against the arm of the sofa that I was sleeping on. I stared at her, wondering what had happened last night. She mumbled in her sleep, causing me to snap back to attention. I examined her sleeping form. She looked a lot better when she was sleeping than when she was passed out drunk, and somehow, she looked a lot cuter. Her red hair fell over her face, and her dark and long eyelashes fluttered a little in her sleep. Her lips were a little chapped, and were parted slightly, but still gave off a rosy tint. I moved my face closer to hers, not even knowing what I was doing…

Her eyes flew open, and they grew wider as they stared back into mine. She immediately sat up and I moved away. Her face grew red and she continued to stare at me in shock.

I smiled at her, "Good morning, sunshine."

"What…" She looked at the window and winced at the sunlight that was now pouring through it. "What…happened…?"

I shrugged, "I guess we kind of fell asleep."

"Oh. Well, good morning…I guess." She looked around, and immediately stood up, "I think I should go home, now. I've bothered you enough."

"Well, I still have to take you home." I glanced at the couch, the car keys were probably still there. I couldn't even remember where I put them after I brought Sora here, but my best guess was that it probably fell out of my pocket and somehow got lost under a cushion or something. "I just need to find the car keys."

She gasped, and a second later I heard a jingling sound of keys. I turned around and saw them dangling in my face, where she had just thrust them.

I stared at them, "Where did you find those?"

"They were in your room."

"Ohhhh." I groaned. I was so sure they were in the sofa too.

"Well, I guess you can take me home now…um…can you even drive?"

"Of course I can. How do you think I got you here? I could barely even carry you up the stairs because you were so heavy." I took the keys from her and walked to the door, "Shall we?"

She glared at me, "Probably because you're so weak." She frowned at me, and walked past me through the door.

I grinned, "Whatever you say."

As we got to the car, I opened the door for Sora, who hopped in. I closed the door, and got into the driver's seat. I really enjoyed driving; it was really fun, especially when you speed down hills.

Sora looked around the van, "I never knew you owned a car…" She turned around and looked at the back, which had various band equipments in it. "Is all this for the band?" She gestured toward the equipment.

I checked the review mirror, "Yup, and it's not really my car. It's the band's. We use it to transport our instrument, equipment, and ourselves to gigs." I put the key into the ignition, and looked out the window, "But, we've never really needed it." I admitted, backing out of the parking spot, and slamming my foot on the gas pedal. "I mean, we've really only had one official gig."

"Well, everyone at school knows the band well enough." Sora sounded nervous, and I looked over at her. She was clutching the sides of the seat, and closing her eyes.

"What's wrong?" I glanced back at the road, and looked back at her. She opened her eyes and glared at me.

"Keep your eyes on the road, would you? And please slow down." She looked like she was bracing herself.

I grinned at her. "Awww, what's the fun in slowing down?"

"The fun in slowing down is that you'll live longer."

I laughed, she was such a worrier, but I didn't slow down. If anything, I went even faster.

"If you don't slow down," Sora warned, "I'll jump out. I'd rather take my chances walking than die in a car accident with a reckless driver."

"C'mon, Sora. You're saying that you'd rather walk than be with me? A lot of girls would love to be in your shoes." I flashed a smile.

She scowled at me, and shot back "The only girls that would want to be stuck in a car with you are the ones with a death wish."

I laughed again, "Including you?"

"That was a mistake."

"I thought Sora Takenouchi didn't make mistakes."

"This was my first."

"Let's hope you make any more." I looked at her.

She looked back at me and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't."

TO BE CONTINUED.

What?! No Mimi and Tai!? Sorry guys! The Sora and Matt parts went too long! I didn't want it too long, or you might get bored. They'll be back in the next chapter, though!