Band one shots

{Charlie's point of view}
Light snores came from beside me. I turned over to see my boyfriend of six months, lay next to me. I smiled and kissed his nose, making him stir slightly and wake up. "Morning babe." He smile, his voice full of sleep. I smiled and cuddled into him even more. "I love you."
"I love you too." I repeat and kissed his chest.
"I'll make you some breakfast." He whispers into my ear. I smiled and let him out of my slightly tight grasp. I watched as he removed himself from our shared room, before I changed. I brushed my hair and applied makeup. I brushed my teeth and popped a mint into my mouth and went downstairs. I heard him sing Miles away, and I couldn't help myself, but smile. I hug him from behind.
"Hey there stranger." I say, slightly above a whisper. Matty turns around and wraps his arms around my skinny waist. I smile, stand on my tip-toes (because of course I'm smaller then him) and peck his lips. He deepens the kiss and lifts me up on the marble counter. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I gape my mouth apart slightly, allowing Matty to slip his tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues dance with dominance against each-other's. The beeping on the oven makes us break apart. I pout, sticking out my bottom lip slightly as he kisses my forehead. I watch as he prepares our pancakes and bacon. I smile and jump off of the counter and sit at the dining table.
"One pancakes and bacon for m'lady." I giggle and began eating the well prepared meal that sat in-front of me.
I think back to all my other boyfriends. Matty has been the only good boyfriend to me. Allie raped me. Curtis abused me. Brandon cheated on me, more then once. The same goes for every other one of them. But my heart settled with Matty, I still remember the day when we first met, like it was just yesterday.

*Six month ago*
It was a regular Tuesday in HotTopic. I was standing behind a counter, serving a customer, that's when Matty walked in, wearing some shades. I could recognize the familiar ginger styled hair, from my favourite band, Memphis May Fire. I gave the customer their paid items and watched as they left the store. Matty approach me, his shades slightly sliding off his nose. "I'm wondering if you could help me." He told me, a hint of flirtatiousness in his voice. I smiled, signaling him to go on. "I want a new hoodie, an I'm wondering if you could tell me what the best one is in your opinion." He smiled at me. I nodded and motioned him to follow me.
"Any of these." I simply confirmed and wandered back to the til. I tapped my finger against the mahogany wooden desk.
"This one." Matty spoke up, making me snap my head up. He placed the dark blue hoodie on the counter.
I scanned the jacket. "$15.50." I told him his total. He smiled and gave me the right change and a slip of paper. I eyed him as he left. I looked down at the white slip of paper that had numbers on.
773-338-7786, call me some time -Matty, the cute ginger ;)
I smiled and slipped the piece of paper in my back pocket and made a mental note to call him later.

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