Trouble by Me =/ (read ebook pdf txt) 📕

"We were close." He states huskily, taking two more steps forward, now only about a step away. He looks at my face and I study his, noticing that his eyes bouncing back and forth between mine. Before I know it, he has closed the space between us, putting his body between my legs. His hands cup my cheeks, and he continues gazing at me. My legs hook themselves around his knees and pull him impossibly closer. He takes that as I go ahead and plants his luxurious lips over mine. I swear it's like the Fourth of July right here, with him. Sparks seem to be flying every which way and the world around me starts spinning as I get lost in the taste of his lips. 

My hands snake themselves around his neck, and I play with the hair at the bottom of his cleanly shaven do. He groans against my lips and I feel myself get harder then I was before. My tongue swipes across his lip, needing more. He opens his mouth and we momentarily battle for dominance of it, but I quickly give up that fight letting him take over. His hands crawl down my arms and on to my waist, yanking me against his growing member. I suck in a breath and he chuckles. My hand travels from his neck down to his boxers, and I palm him through them. This time it's my turn to turn to chuckle, as he suddenly bites my lip in surprise. He groans again but doesn't stay from his mission right now, which from the way he's rubbing against me, even with my hand between us, I'm guess is making me moan. 

Little does he know, I'm not a moaner, so-

His hand- at an inhuman like speed- slips into the waistband of my sweatpants, and he brushes his fingers against the cloth covering my erection, and I pull away, taking a sharp breath, and letting out a breathy moan. I pull my hand from between us, and bring it back up to his neck, and slam his lips against his, making his smirk disappear. "Hey! You guys done talking yet?" We hear Skylar call and where as I went to jump away, he grabs my neck, kissing me one last quick time, before pulling away. I jump down and start walking towards the stairs. "There you are. You've been down here for like half an hour." She says and walks back up.

"Really?" I ask, looking at the clock on the digital thermostat, seeing that it is in fact, almost three in the morning. "Hmm. I hadn't noticed." I hear Cade chuckle behind me and smile. I've known him for five days -at least from my point of view- and he just makes me happy. We get back to my room and I bounce on my bed and it dips down when Cade sits on the edge. We talk for a while before we all get super exhausted and decide to get ready for bed. I send Tessa with Sky, and give George and Kyle my dad's clothes, just because they didn't want to steal mine, cause knowing them, they won't want to change in the morning, so I grabbed some of my dad's clothes from when he was a teenager from the basement. Then I ask Cade what he want as I walk through my door, holding blankets and sleeping backs for everyone, to find him digging through my closet.

My heart speeds up, but them it calms down when I remember I found a better hiding spot. "Sorry, I hope you don't mind, you just seemed busy." He explains.

"No no, it's alright. Find anything good?" I ask goofily.

"Very." He replies, looking me up and down. I gulp for the fifty-thousandth time tonight as he finishes picking when he wants to wear. He picks gray sweatpants, most likely because they are one of the more baggy things I have so they'll be more comfortable on him since he's taller and stronger than me. Then he chooses a black t-shirt and lays down on my bed next to me. The others come in soon after from where they were changing, and Sky says good night to all of us and that she had fun. "So who's sleeping where?" Cade asks me.

"Um... You and Kyle can have my bed and-"

"Nah, I'm good on the floor." Kyle interrupts, smirking at me, and suddenly I think he might have seen the kitchen scene. Oh shit.

"Me too." Tessa, and George reply at the same time. They both pick their sleeping bags and blankets before I can say anything. Great, now I'm stuck sleeping in the same bed as Cade. I mean, I'm not complaining, it's just, the others may suspect something or, or maybe-

"Settle down." He whispers in my ear, almost inaudible. I'd turned off the light and crawled in my bed already, and I could feel my heart beating out of my chest. He wraps me in his arms and places my head on his chest. I hear his heart beating, and it eventually lulls me to sleep.

 ~Matt~

I groan when I wake up. An excruciating pain swirls around my head, and I grab it. I haven't felt this pain in years... I get up, struggling to escape Cade's death grip, and rush to the bathroom. I go to grab some tylenol but I see that I'm out. Shit! It hurts so bad I can't even describe the pain. A distance knock registers, along with Cade's voice, but it seems miles away. Everything around me starts spinning as I fall to the ground, and the last thing I see is the door opening. 

~Cade~

I feel Matt slide out of my arms and I'm disappointed. I guess this time is just like the last. Kiss and leave. I know that this may not seem like a big deal, but for me, it was more than just a kiss. It was me saying how I felt about him and how he felt about me. Why am I turning into a girl? I hear Matt groan, but it's pained. I get up, and walk towards the door. I knock and speak softly, "Matt? Is everything okay?" I don't get a response, but I hear a thud, which is all I need to burst through the door. "Matt??" I ask again frantically. My breathing stops when I see him slumped on the ground, passed out. The first thing I do is check his pulse, which thankfully is still going strong. "Guys hurry! Get up! We have to take Matt to a hospital!" 

They are up in a flash, along with Skylar. "What's wrong?" She asks, panicky. 

"I-I don't know. He just passed out! W-we have to get him to the hospital!" I get Kyle in my truck and put Matt between us, while George, Tessa, and Sky pile into Kyle's SUV. I speed to the hospital, and pick him up bridal style in my arms, rushing to the doors of the emergency room. I don't know what's wrong with him so I'm not taking chances. They take him and tell us to wait in the waiting room. Sky goes to call her dad and Jade to explain what's happening. Tessa goes with her, leaving Kyle and George with concerned looks on there faces, and me not able to even sit down, super stressed. What if he's hurt? What if he loses his memory again? What if he... he... dies? What feels like days later, which was probably like an hour, I hear drunken slurs from the lobby.

"Where is my son?" The man asks, but it sounds more like, "We are is ma sloon?"

"Sir, you are drunk. We have to ask you to leave." One of the nurses states. I peek out and find Lawrence Frey,  Matt's father, swaying a dangerous amount. 

"Kyle! Lawrence is here, and he's drunk. You need to bring him home before they arrest him for drinking and driving." I tell my brother. 

"I'll do it." Says George. Damn, I've never seen him this stressed. I guess Matt really did make a huge impact on all of us in such a short amount of time. He gets up and walks to Lawrence where he puts an arm around his shoulder and says to the nurse, "I'm so sorry. We got the news when I was driving him home, I told him to stay in the car. I'll get him home now." He smiles politely and leads Matt's dad to Kyle's car. I go back to pacing, impatiently awaiting the news. George soon returns and says Mr. Frey is safely in bed.

About half an hour later, a doctor comes out and says, "Matthew Frey?" 

"That's us." I make my way towards him, so fast I almost trip over myself multiple times, with everyone close of my tail. "Is he okay??" 

"He's alright, just a bit shaken up. He had amnesia a while back according to his records, and from what he said, he got more memories back. He should be fine soon, he just got a minor concussion from hitting his head on the vanity. You can go in now- just not all at once." He tells us. Kyle and Sky go in, then I let George and Tessa go in, just so that I can go in myself, but I'm super freaked out. 

"Go ahead." Tessa pats my back with a smile and I take a deep breath, and enter his room.

 ~Matt~

"Hey Matt!" "Look at this-" "Matt! I-" "Matt?? Are you okay??" "Hey, what's up?" "Matt..." "What happened?" "Those bastards are gonna get it, I tell you-" "No no no! You're okay. Come on, we'll get through this. Together." 

"I lov-"

I wake up with a jolt. What the hell? I just... Remembered Cade? Not all of it, but enough to know how close we were. I look around and all I see is blinding white, but soon my eyes adjust enough to make out that I'm in a hospital room. 

"Mister Frey. I am doctor Drake Ramirez. We're glad you're awake. Nurse Lauren will ask further questions and I'll come back soon." The male doctor gives me a stiff, annoyed smile before leaving.

"Alright Matt- Matthew? May I call you Matt?" She stumbles on her words. She looks young though. Maybe 24, 25. At least some people still have manners in this fucked up world. 

"Its okay, you can. Most do." She asks me a few questions but seems very nervous after calling me