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Whimpering, moaning, softly yelling into his shoulder. Autumn was a wreck right now, and all the things i just listed was all she could do. Her fingernails were digging in the skin of his shoulders and back as his slender fingers pumped in and out of her. She was giving up, giving up on the whole 'cool' act with all the witty comments. ''Y----Yes, ple-- Ah--please''
Mat doesn’t want to talk to her when she was like this. She’s not even listening to him, not even bothering to hear his side of the story. The boy flinched once she started yelling at him, accepting all the things she was saying about him because he knew they were true. He knew he would be taking her away from everything she’d built here, all the strings would just be cut with no explanation, but he thought that maybe, just maybe, the fact that he would be with her would cancel out the absence of everyone else, but that wasn’t the case. He flinched again, more intensely this time as she took part of her anger out on the suitcase all of his efforts to pack her clothes ruined. Not two minutes later she’s rushing off to the bathroom door, slamming the door behind her.
And that’s when he decides to take partial action, standing up from the bed and walking to the now locked bathroom door. The boy knocks lightly on the door, leaning his head against the frame. “Autumn, please talk to me. Please, princess. We don’t have to talk about New Jersey, we can talk about the weather, or about uhm—we could talk about fish?” Mat’s rather desperate, because he knows that there’s a slight possibility that she could hurt herself, intentionally or not, and he wants to get her mind off the subject and get her out of the bathroom so that he can calm her down and make sure she’s okay.
The small petite girl needed to cool down, tkae a few deep breaths, not make herself go crazy with all those horrible thoughts. She didn't hate him, she didn't want him to be upset because of her stupid actions. She was slowly drifting away, but the sound of loud knocking on the bathroom door interupted her thoughts. She wasn't going to come out anytime soon, she would only wanna yell and scream, lose her mind some more. Autumn needed a few minutes, just a few minutes------------
The knocking had stopped, and she figured he was probably in the living room. Her mind was still spinning a bit from all the tears, but silently she creeped to the bedroom, gathering all her clothes from the ground and stuffing them into the big suitcase. She was leaving, with him, to New Jersey. The thought of him going alone was unbearable. With the heavy suitcase rolling behind her, the small girl made her way to him. Her gaze was fixed on her feet, hazel brown eyes still filled with sadness of the thought of hurting him. ''I--I'm going w--with y--you, to New J--Jersey''
"Autumn, you little sh— my foot." He was only mere seconds from saying something he would regret, but his foot is fine, and free. Wet with toilet water; yes, but free. "Oh my fucking God, Autumn you are a genius." Mat runs after her, the one shoe squeaking with every step that he takes. Instantly he wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him as he peppers her with kisses along her neck and cheeks. "My hero," The boy repeated every few seconds in a high pitched cartoon-like voice.
----Shit, it actually worked? It was a little bit surprising when she turned around and the sound of squeaking shoes got louder and she could see the boy freely stumbling to her. ''-- Jesus christ that toilet water stink man, get off and get a shower or something, you can thank me later''
"Lies," The boys mutters, fingers digging into the skin of her hips as he nuzzles his nose further against her neck. "I can totally handle my liquor. It’ll take more than a little vodka to get me going. Vodka.” The boy huffs, shaking his head at the girl’s lack of belief in his ability to hold his drink. “I still think you’re a lightweight, but I s’ppose you’re just going to have to prove me wrong.” The boy’s lips are pressed against her neck as the doors open, hand still on her hip as they walk out of the small lobby.
''Than let's make this a little challege, the first on to get shitfaced loses, and the winner can take control of the other for a day--'' The girl was totally gonna lose, that was for shure. If there was one thing that she couldn't handle, than it would be alcohol. But she was gonna stay strong tonight, and try not to fail so bad at this challenge.
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i do not control Autumn tonight, she controls herself
And I can't fall asleep without a little help. It takes a while to settle down, my shivered bones, until the panic sets, it takes an ocean not to break.
The boy’s fingers were tugging at the roots of her hair, walking back and forth in front of her bed before turning to face her, hands in the air on either side of her head as he leans towards her. “STOP FIGHTING ME!” The boy yells louder than he had expected, running his hands through his hair multiple times before continuing. “I’m only fucking trying to make this work. Do you not see how god-damn easier things will be if you just looked at the big picture here?” He begins to pace again, throwing his arms in every which direction as he speaks. “This job will give me stability, —stability will help me take care us both in the future and whatever we decide to—— gain.” Its not a subject that they’ve ever touched on; their future. Its always been certain that they’d stay together no matter what but all the cards have never been laid on the table; marriage or kids. He doesn’t even know if he could handle it, or if she could handle it. “The point is—— the point— is that I’m trying t—to take care of us.”
”Can’t you just see i don’t wanna look at the fucking bigger picture?! I came to start a new fucking life after what happened with Dan and you are trying to take it away from me— DON’T YOU GET IT I HAVE MY FRESH START HERE YOU PIECE OF SHIT WHY WOULD YOU TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME” Her voice broke down at the end, her hand running trough her hair as finally those tears that had been trapped spilled from her eyes. ”W-why would y-you take it away f-from me ?” She didn’t wanna cry, that was the problem here. Oh the tiny girl needed to get her anger out on something, but she couldn’t hit him, that would be to much. Her hands turned into fists as she kicked the suitcase as hard as she could. It flew against the wall, causing all the clothes to fall out. She had never ever got this angry, and it scared her to be honest. Her body felt empty, and she needed to cool down. The girl speed walked out of the bedroom, locking herself in the bathroom. Her tiny frame slid down the door, not even caring that the tears were still running down her cheeks. She was scared—
Reblog this while Harry Styles is still 19.
but Mat is just trying to give Autumn a new fresh start and trying to make her happy and she’s fighting him on everything wHY
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The girl’s words had registered like a kick to the stomach, causing him to take a step back. He couldn’t understand why she was doing this. He’d expected her to be hurt, but she had just completely shut him out. “Autumn?” The boy steps closer, wanting to touch her but refusing to because he doesn’t want her to hate him more than she already does. “Princess— listen to me..” The boy’s fingers touch hers, but she doesn’t respond, she’s not mad or sad. She’s not anything. Which only causes him to be more upset, tears falling like heavy raindrops onto his cheeks. “Autumn, I’m so sorry I——” The boy’s voice breaks, his hands wiping under his eyes as his phone starts to ring, causing him to clear his throat as he checks the caller ID; Cambell. He doesn’t have a choice; he has to answer. The boy hesitates, looking at the motionless girl in front of him before answering the call.”Josh,” The boy whispers before composing himself. “Josh, what’s up?” He takes a few steps away from her, using his free hand to cover his other ear, blocking out everything. “I’d hate to do this to you, but I’m gonna need you to make a decision. Is it a yay or a nay?" With a final glance towards the girl and a few moments pause, he nods. "Y-Yeah, yes. It’s a yay.——But I was wondering if there were any good college’s in the area?…”
The boy had ended the conversation, the feeling of guilt eating him alive but he knows it’s the right thing. His arms wrap around the girl’s frame, picking her up bridal style, carrying her through the town until they’re back at her apartment.
He places her on the bed, covering her with an array of blankets as he begins to pack her clothes in suitcases, using anything that he possibly can to hold her things. The boy knows that she’ll be furious, that she could very well leave him and never see him again, and the thought of it makes him feel even more guilty, but he needs to this. A fresh start will be good, for both of them.
The lifeless girl did not even slap his hand away when his fingers softly caressed her arm. She wasn't crying, she wasn't feeling anything to be honest. She watched him pick up the phone, eyebrows scrunching together. The girl was thinking about running away, that's what she usually did. She wanted to, but somehow she didn't feel the need to do it. Autumn listened to him speaking, figuring out it was his boss. Oh how that pissed her off-- Than, the small girl heard the word 'college' and whatever he had to say about it, and she could've just slapped the phone out of his hands. She wasn't going to another college, she wasn't going anywhere.
Kicking and screaming, Autumn tried to release herself from his firm grip. But she was weak, and he was to strong. But just like her mom taught her, she never gave up. She tried to slap his hands away from her, but he wouldn't budge. And sadly enough, they already reached the appartment.
''I am not fucking leaving so put my stuff back!'' The blankets flew across the room as she nearly walked into the door of the closet. And angry expression washed over her face, watching him with stern eyes. ''Do you fucking hear me Matthew, I AM NOT LEAVING''
baby do you dare to do this?
'cause i'm coming at you like a dark horse (x)
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The boy widens his eyes, mouth opening then closing, jaw clenching as she bites him just as hard as he’d bitten her, if not harder. Her words had caused him to shake his head, because he knows that she’s playing the “innocent little pup” that has no idea what he’s trying to do, but he doesn’t necessarily mind. Obviously he would’ve appreciated it if she would’ve just played along, but it seems a lot more fun to taunt her. The boy nuzzles his nose into the crook of her neck, turning his head just a bit to scape his bottom teeth against her collar bone, pressing his body tightly against hers instead of just holding her against the wall by the waist. His hand sliding down the side of her body, feeling every curve of her body until his hand reaches her hip, his fingers pinching the skin multiple times.
"But oh— Princess, don’t you want to have a little fun?” The boys questions with raised eyebrows. His upper body pulling away in order for his hand to cup her breast, his thumb circling around her nub as he leans his head down, his mouth following in his finger’s wake, circling around the the nub with his tongue, tugging ever so gently as he continues to keep eye-contact with her.
''And what do you mean with the word 'fun' ?'' Knock it off Autumn, you know that he wants you, and you want him, so just give in to it. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her toes curling as he let his wet tongue run up and down her exposed breasts. The feeling was mind blowing, almost like her brains would explode if he continued. Matthew knew how to make her feel good. He knew how to hit that spot-- And she fucking loved it.
