Chapter song: Arctic Monkeys - R U Mine?

The very next day, all of them, Laura, Dusty, Matthew, Nash and Cameron went on the shore, and went for a swim. They enjoyed their time. They did. It was just certain things lingering in the back of their minds from the two teenagers. They had it stuck on the tips of their tongues and they really didn't know what to say nor do.

Laura went for a quick swim, coming back and sitting on the towel, wrapping one around her, Matthew next to her.

Matthew was anxious.

"So we're gonna go to Italy after this," he murmured quietly to Laura. Her brown eyes met his and he swore he felt his heart hammer against his chest.

"You're joking right?" She was grinning and he thought his heart was going to burst by now. He grinned back and shook his head.

"Nope, they all know, just wanted to tell you now," Laura felt a bubbly feeling in her stomach and she let out this unbelievable breath.

Laura was in it too deep. She felt like she was drowning in this love for him.. and maybe she didn't want to get pulled out.

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Five days later, Italy.

Store after store, restaurant after restaurant and they got tired. They were tired. But... Matthew had a surprise for them all.

Laura's mind was going completely insane because Matthews hand held hers tightly as a grin took place on his plush lips and as he dragged the entire crew further more they made it to Grand Canal and Laura was just about to lose her shit because Matt was too sweet and he couldn't get any sweeter.

But that's impossible.

Laura looked at the boy she was deeply in love with and her heart skipped a beat because he was staring back at her and she could kiss him.. but she can't. So she only smiled.

"I can't believe you," She let out with a aspirated laugh. He tugged her closer and wrapped his arms around her, his lips on the shell of her ear.

"Well believe it," and they pulled away. She had to hide the blush that was threatening to reveal to the caramel eyed boy.

A man with a mustache greeted the group and spoke in Italian. Of course to Laura's disadvantage, she didn't know Italian. Neither did Matthew. But Nash stepped in with a cocky grin.

" Vorremmo due barche per favore," (We'd like two boats please).

Of course Matthew had asked what he told the Italian man and Nash answered him with a smug smirk. Matthew only ignored his cocky friend and waited as two boats appeared. Laura was slightly terrified but she took a glance at her best friend Dusty, them both sending small smiles.

Cameron helped Dusty into one of the boats while Nash followed them in the same boat.

Matthew as well helped Laura, his warm hand grasping hers. Laura was blushing terribly and wanted to punch Matthew for causing her emotions like never before.

But as he situated themselves in the small boat, the Italian man began rowing, in the slowest pace possible, and Laura was having another battle with her mind because she didn't want to sputter something idiotic into the air and make a fool of herself.

What am I kidding? I don't care.

And she really didn't. So she lightly punched Matthews arm and muttered quietly, "You're the best," And even though Laura playfully punched Matthew as a ' friendly gesture' he knew she felt it too. He knew that they both shared the same feelings. Matthew knew that they weren't just friends. Because back at the hotel, he wanted to kiss her.. he did. But he was too scared.

He was scared that he'd scare Laura off. He was scared she didn't feel the same. But no, she did. And he could see it. He could see the way she'd blush around him even though he pretended he didn't. He could see the way her breath would come out short when they touched the slightest.

He knew... she felt the warmth between them both. He knew. And he didn't want to mess it up. He knew Laura was going through many things in her mind.. and Matthew knew he'd fallen for his best friend.

So he smiled warmly at the beautiful girl sitting beside him. "Anything for you, Lo," he scooted closer to her, they're fingers brushing the slightest, and Laura let him. She let him tangle their fingers together, lacing in and out. She let him. And she felt the spark. As cliche as that is.. she felt the spark between them.

"I've missed you, Matty," she whispered, staring at the dark blue water that reflected from the moon and it's light. He lowered his lips onto her temple, kissing softly.

"I've missed you so much more," he mumbled. And he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his side, breathing in her scent. As creepy as it sounded.. he liked the way she smelled. She smelled like home.

And he knew he'd been homesick.

He'd been homesick from her.

"Laura," he whispered.

"Yeah?" She didn't look up. She was terrified as hell because every time they made eye contact, her heart stopped in the best way.. but it was really too much to handle.

She felt him untangle their hands and felt his hand cupping her cheek. His hand was warm and her face was sort of cold and she couldn't help but look up and see the look of adoration in his eyes and she awed at the sight, to herself. They're faces were extremely close to each other and Laura's heart was pounding incredibly in its cage and she was breathing short breaths like usual when she was around him.. and their noses brushed.

"I need you to know," he started. And Laura then understood. She understood. "I need you to know, that without you in my life.. things, they don't feel okay, they," Matthew let out this breath and he was staring at her lips and her eyes were on his and she swore in that moment things were going to be different. She knew.

"They don't feel right, unless you're with me, and - and," he brushed his lips against hers.. and the words barely past his lips, but they did. And God was is mesmerizing. "I've just realized I've been homesick from you," And then his lips connected with hers slowly, molding incredibly, as Laura clamped her eyes shut, her hand going to his waist, clutching his shirt. She thought her heart was going to burst with love and affection for him.. because she cared so deeply for him and it was indescribable.

Matthews lips were soft and full and Laura wondered how hers didn't get lost between his. And she could only focus on how he kept connecting and reconnecting their lips and how his thumb grazed her cheek softly and they barely pulled back, noses nudging one another's, lips brushing.

"I've just noticed I can't live without you, Lo."

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