Post by matthew on Aug 31, 2012 22:48:41 GMT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; border-top: #bd003e 8px solid; border-bottom: #bd003e 10px solid; background-color: #ffffff; background-image: url(http://i739.photobucket.com/albums/xx40/tippykazoo/Caution/24o0v2t.png);] [atrb=width,400] TO THE RESCUE... Matt had gotten a call from peyton. she had been at a party, and she was drunk, something matthew hated. He didn’t like when she was drunk and he didn’t like when anyone was drunk. He just did not get why people drank for fun. Maybe he was boring, but he didn’t really care what people generally thought of me, he just went with the flow most of the time. he was who he was, and that was that, he wasn’t going to make an effort with someone who thought he was boring, because he had the attitude that he shouldn’t have to prove it, or maybe he was actually boring. He could be boring if he wanted though, he occasionally showed a playful side with peyton. but that isn’t that often. He blames his parents for the way he is. He is so sensible because he doesn’t want to end up like his mother, and his father, well he had never been close to him so he didn’t even care. He just wanted to be himself, and that was who he was. Matthew wasn’t the type of guy you could imagine ever pretending to be someone that he wasn’t. He hung up the phone with peyton, telling her that he would be with her soon. He couldn’t quote understand what she was saying because she was slurring but he understood enough to know that she wanted a ride at least. well she always seemed to use him as a taxi service, not that he minded much, he did everything for her since she was his only really close friends. Yes, he always had friends who were girls but found it hard to actually have a girlfriend. that was something that he still needed to work on, because he just was awkward around girls, really awkward around them. He didn’t mean to be, but he would often say the wrong thing, then they would get the wrong impression of him. he’d had girlfriends in the past, but even now he didn’t know how. He had been single for a while, because he was in love with his best friend. he couldn’t help it, he just had fallen head over heels for her. she was beautiful and he didn’t want anyone else, but life was pretty cruel, it wasn’t working out how it wanted it so far. he couldn’t even tell her how he felt so how were they supposed to be together? he just couldn’t expect her to know, but somehow he did. so he went to pick her up, in his car....he hated going to the frat house, all those college boys, the popular ones, the ones that thought they were all that. he just wasn’t into all that shit. He was so mellow and calm. He could hardly believe him and peyton were friends sometimes because of it. he rarely thought like that though, they were friends.....best friends for some many reasons. Personality didn’t even matter to him, apart from the fact that she did get annoying sometimes. but he accepted her for who she was. When he got there he searched through the crowd for her, finally finding her in the bathroom, nearly passed out. he sighed and carried out of the house, ignoring any comments he got from the people still enjoying the party. he got her in the car safely and strapped her in, then drove home. he hadn’t opted to live in the dorms, he didn’t know why...but anyway he went home and brought her up to his room, laying her on his bed and going to get some water for her. drink this, it will help he said passing it to her now that she was more awake. tag: peyton word count: 625 outfit: link notes: a few brief words. |
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