Matt X Tom Novels & Stories

He sounded sarcastic, but there was a serious tone in his voice. "That's... a weird thing to say," Cathy muttered, rolling her eyes. She felt a pang of disappointment; she had a crush on him since day one, but he had never looked her way. "We have a lot of work today, or else we would have played a fucking truth or dare," Lisa muttered, brushing her hair back with one hand. "That can wait; I just got word that we've caught three rogues." Oliver felt a surge of excitement as the message popped up on his phone.

Does he think I'm happy being here? I just want to get out of here and go back to my normal freaking life. I don't want a mate. Mates are myths and filled with the stupidest stuff in their heads with no brains; I hate them so much. They are never loyal nor faithful but think of themselves and the fun they are going to have, forgetting that we are at a low point here and don't give a fuck about us; who cares anyway? I don't want one and so shall it be; I don't give a damn...

Shortly afterwards, Matty comes through the doors looking sharp in his dark blue suit and white collared shirt. ‘Good to see you brother,’ he says as we embrace. ‘Glad you could make it!’ ‘You boys don’t look like you’re suffering too much, so it can’t have been that wild last night?’ Matty looks from me to Adam and the others at their seats. He sees our cheeky smiles and wants to know more but just then, the music starts. It is time.

Matthew and Jackson sat there and watched his performance. “Father, you must help us. Tom was healthy, and he died suddenly because he met Matthew before his wedding day. There must be something wrong!” said Marcos Figueiredo, Tom's father, while pretending to cry. “What's wrong?” Alexandre said, thinking, I'm sick of their schemes. They want to use the dead to get some shares, and they're so ungrateful. “Marcos, you'd better have Tom's body autopsied instead of wasting time here!” Mattew said coldly.

Sometimes, our code name for Xena was the witch because she had a way of finding things out, no matter how skilled you were at hiding information. “Hey, say something, man,” Matt urged, snatching the shirt from me and throwing his arm over my shoulder as we made our way into the building, to the tenth-grade lockers. “You’ve never given a hoot about any girl so far. I guess this one’s got the fire and sparks you want.” “Let me be, Matt. You’re free to let your imaginations run wild.” Matt chuckled. He said nothing after that and helped me drop the shirt in her locker.

“You really are silly Dom.” “I for one would like to climb that, ” Matteo, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, cut in. He examined the towering land formation with sparks in his eyes and continued, “Nothing could compare to reaching the top of that with Caitlin next to me.” He gazed at her, warmth radiating on the way he looked, and this caused Amanda to lower her head and Noman to wave his hands in front. “Okay, then be my guest Matt, ” he said rather cheerfully. “I’ll just be here waiting for the two of you to come down.”

Chapter 55 “What are you doing here, motherfucker?” Matthew**'s** outburst drew their attention. Murry, Holly, and their mother stared at the door with curiosity. Who was behind that door? And why was Matthew screaming? There were only two people in this word who Matthew despised. Lucas and a guy named Tom. Their neighbor, who is crushing on Murry, also Murry’s boss. Because of his experience with Lucas, he hated every man or anyone who got close to his sister. He learned not to trust men who are into his sister. Lucas was enough to make him think otherwise.

John and Casey were about to perform, and couldn't remain seated in the audience. Thomas only smiled faintly. "You yourself are hardly lacking in admirers." Naturally, women had approached Xavier as well. But he sat deeper in the row, and each time someone came over, Matty spoke up first. "Hi, Madam, what business do you have with my daddy?" At the sight of Xavier—a married man with a child—the women could only retreat in disappointment. Matty had no intention of letting random women approach his father. His father was reserved for Sharon.

We passed her our smiles and said our goodbyes. I stood in front of Matt as we closed the door behind us. He tried to avert my gaze and closed his eyes. “Matt,” I whispered. He fluttered his eyes several times to make his tears disappear. I could feel his pain. He hid so many things inside. Xander and Matt are best friends, but it’s strange how Matt’s mom behaves with Xander, yet Xander’s mom hates Matt. “Matt, I am sorry,” I whispered. “Why are you sorry?”

Tara and I watched in excitement and curiosity as things unfolded. Matt slowly walked up to the counter, unsure of what to do or say. Uncertain if the guy was just finding out that he’s gay too. They don't make any indication that they recognized each other as mates. As Matt does his job, his visage is marred by a hint of disinterest. As I observed the tension between the two, I became anxious for these guys. They may be acting in that way just out of astonishment, or perhaps neither of them was interested in boys in the first place.