JENNA'S POV

"Matty?" He slowly turned around. I could see a nervous frown playing across his forehead but he tried to disguise it with one of his sheepish lopsided grins. I swear, I practically swooned.

"Hey, J-Town," I could tell he was doing everything he could not to sniff his armpits. It was freaking cute! He looked as hot as always in his signature red and blue plaid shirt, jeans and sneakers.

"What are you doing here?" Of course I already knew - it was the Big Ask. Why else would he be so nervous. I guess Tee was right. Thank God I managed to hide the prom dress. It wouldn't come off and there was no fucking way in hell I was allowing my mom to come near it with scissors. So I decided to to wear an old pair of overalls over it ( the one time I am actually happy that I haven't grown since eight grade). Finger crossed I didn't resemble a hobo too much.

"Umm..." he managed in between the pit-sniffing (which is adorable by the way, have I mentioned that? Probably anyway just saying, it's cute!)
"Well there was something I wanted to ask-

"Do you wanna come in?" I interrupted. Damn my stupid blabbing mouth! It just can't seem to shut the fuck up when I'm nervous. "It's cold out," I finished. He hesitantly stepped foward. Man, he lokd so freaking hot. I just wanted to rip his clothes off and kiss him like I was never gonna get the chance. But I couldn't. I had to keep a cool and calm demeanor until he had what he wanted to ask.

"Don't worry, my parents are out," I reassured him. Ha! Lies! Well, kind of. One parent is out. My dad. He went round to a friend's house to watch the football game or whatever it is that bored grown men do for fun. However, I have no doubt in the world that my mother has her ear firmly plastered to the wooden exterior of my bedroom door making sure she doesn't miss out on any 'juicy' goss. I swear sometimes that woman is worse than the whole team at Us Weekly. "Especially my mother," I added loudly hoping she would get the message and leave. I didn't hear anything so I guess she decided to deliberately ignore me. Great! So that definitely rules any chances of make-up sex!

"Yeah, sure," He drawled as he stepped into my bathroom and shut the balcony door behind.

This...is awkward, I thought. Or TIA as Tamara would put it. He was shifting from foot to foot awkwardly in-between sniffing his armpits and I was biting my lip nervously trying not to look directly into his eyes as I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself if I did. I don't know how long we stood there before I eventually managed a measly, "You wanna sit down?" Stupid, I know but it was better than nothing. I indicated towards my bed. "Don't worry. I've made it the quilt- hmm its a bit cold in here, maybe I should turn the thermostat up, do you want me to turn it up or maybe you want a drink or some chips or a root beer or som-" SHUT THE FUCK UP JENNA! I inwardly screamed myself. Matty was grinning and I smiled sheepishly at him. At least my rambling had lightened up the mood and eased the tension a little bit. I always ramble on about random shit when I'm nervous.

"I'm happy to see you haven't changed a bit J-Town. You always made me laugh with your rambling and sure, I'll sit. Oh and don't worry, you know I like my women dirty between the sheets." He winked at me seductively as he dropped himself unto my bed. I missed that. Carefully, I sat beside him, making not I wasn't too close yet too far away. I decided to plait and un-plait my hair a way to come across as if I didn't give two shits and was totally cool, calm and collective even inside, I was a freaking, panicking mess and my heart was beating at 1000 miles per hour.

"So.." I tried, to break the silence.

He drew his beautiful hands across his thighs and sighed deeply.

"So.." He repeated.

Sorry if it's too short. Please please review and let me know what you think where you think this is going. I am not sure if I want to continue this so please, any suggestions welcome! xx