#ikyoudreamofme

summary: secretwife!reader is not so secret anymore

wc:1k

cw: kidnapping, r is tied up, r is minorly injured + in hospital, fem!reader, gun use, unaliving of unsub

No one on Spencer's team knew you existed. Definitely not the ring on your left hand displaying your three year marriage, keeping it a secret from nearly everyone, in order to keep you and your future family safe from the unknown nightmares of his job.

Safe. Until you weren't.  The call came while Spencer was at work finishing some paperwork. 

An unknown number. 

Spencer's chest tightened with unease as it rang. 

“Hello?”  Heavy breathing followed through the speakers then a voice. Your voice. Weak. In pain.  “Spence..” The call cut off. He tried calling again, no answer.

“Pretty boy?” Spencer hadn't noticed Morgan now standing in front of him. “Are you alright?” 

No he wasn't. Not even close to alright. 

“I got a call.” he answers. A now confused Derek stares back at him. “From who?” Reid sighs running his hands through his hair “I don't know, well I know who but not the number.” All of his team now look at him. “It was her.” 

If it was even possible the room went quieter at his words. “My wife, y/n.” Everyone's expressions were now shocked “your what?” Emily blinks 

“We've been married for three years. We decided it'd be safer to not tell anyone given this job.” Spencer says the words coming faster now. “But that was her,” his voice breaks. “There's something wrong.”

the shift in the room was immediate.

Hotch stands. "start from the beginning."

Spencer sighs pushing his hair out of his face. "unknown number. she sounded tired... uh, disoriented. that was it."

"how long ago?" Hotch questions, "three minutes, maybe." Reid replies anxiety overcoming him.

Garcia is moving before anything else could be said. "send me the number boy genius, ill work my magic."

"talk to me reid. your wife what's her routines, has she mentioned anything out of the ordinary?" Morgan steps closer.

Spencer hesitates. "she works at a clinic. works monday through friday. leaves at around seven and," his voice falters "she comes home just after five."

Hotch orders Garcia to check and cameras surrounding her daily routine. Spencer zones out picking at his fingers the sounds of the room distorting. Morgan's hand lands hard on his shoulder pulling him out of his trance.

"this is my fault." spencer whispers his voice betraying him. Morgan shakes his head, "we'll find her."

Spencer nods even though it feels as if his world is crumbling down. But he chooses to stay strong because somewhere out there, you're hurt, alone and scared.

"Reid." Garcia's voice cuts through the room. "ive got something, traffic cam, two blocks from your home, you can see her getting into a car."

Spencer stills, his heart echoing painfully.

"voluntarily?" Hotch asks

Garcia frowns "no. she's being forced."

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They've been here for hours.

Spencer felt like he hadn't breathed.

After hours of checking different locations Garcia got a hit on the vehicle you were last seen in.

"A blue sedan was seen on the edge of a road near mount pleasant."

"how long ago?" Spencer stood up.

"twenty minutes ago. traffic cam caught it turning off onto a service road. nothing but old industrial ground and a few abandoned outhouses." Garcia says without hesitation.

"send me the coordinates." Hotch orders "we move now."

Spencer didn't wait, chair scraping against the floor.

"Reid." Morgan speaks.

"i'm coming." He calls back. his mind set on nothing else other than finding you.

The drive felt endless.

Spencer had to believe that you were okay.

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The building was run down, vines engulfing the walls hiding the years on neglect beneath it. The wood creaked as the wind blew against the structure. the team surrounded the building breaking the barrier between the light and the darkness within. Morgan stepped first clearing the main entrance. The place was silent, too silent.

"you're gonna want to see this." Rossi breaks the silence staring down at the floor. The group turned instantly. spencer stomach dropped, the air in his lungs leaving.

Hotch lifts his gun up nodding at Rossi to open the hatch. The rest of the team followed aiming their guns at the wooden door. The door creaked echoing through the house.

For a second there was silence. then a sharp cry. spencer's body tensed.

"please.. stop" you plead weakly.

"Go on." Hotch orders watching as Derek already moves. Spencer doesn't wait his feet moving before he can even think.

The room was big but empty. nothing but a chair that held you, tied up tears mixed with blood streaming down your face. The man in front you was holding a knife to your cheek pressing down. You squeal in pain, your body trying to move away from the guy.

"FBI. don't move." Aaron shouts. The unsub turns around rapidly lunging forward.

A shot rung out and silence followed after as the unsub falls to the ground in front of you.

Spencer didn't wait a second before moving to your side pulling out his pocket knife to cut the rope.

"hey, you're okay, you're safe." his voice broke out as he gently rubs your wrists. you wrap yours arms around his waist weakly, your body collapsing onto him.

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You wake up a few hours later in hospital bed, the bright led lights stinging your eyes and sending a sharp pain through your head. you look around the room seeing spencer sat, his head down on the bed, hand tightly grasping on top of yours.

"spence.." you say weakly your voice hoarse. his heads shoots up his eyes soften when he sees you awake.

"your awake." he breathes relief overcoming him.

you smile weakly tilting your head to look at him. He stands, his hand gently cups your face rubbing his thumb against your cheek.

You try sitting up wincing slightly at the pain in your side. Spencer’s hands move quickly to your shoulders.

“hey, stay still” you look at him with pleading eyes,

“I want to go home” you say leaning into his touch. Your husband nods “I know sweetheart, you will soon.”

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summary: earlyseasons!spencer and nonbau!reader’s relationship is new.

wc: 400+

cw: established relationship, awkward spencer?, fluff fluff fluff

yours and spencer's relationship was fresh, he had asked you out three months ago at the local bookstore you visited together, after being hyped up by morgan and garcia, but it was safe to say spencer was completely and utterly in love with you.

Wise men say only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you

Spencer had just got back from a long case,your legs lay across his thighs as he holds his book in one hand, the other hand placed on your knee. elvis presley played on the vinyl in the background, while you shamelessly stared at your boyfriend.

he looks up catching your eyes on him, smiling he speaks, “what?” he closes his book placing it on the armrest. “nothing,” you smile shaking your head in reply. he hums moving your legs off his to lean closer and press a soft kiss on your lips.

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? If I can't help falling in love with you?

you giggle tangling your fingers in his hair, kissing him back, his weight fall onto you. “missed you” he mumbles into your mouth. you press your hand against his chest pushing him back just slightly. “I missed you too spence”

he blushes his head dropping onto your shoulder, you tangle your fingers in his hair again brushing out the knots, he sighs peppering light kisses on your collarbone and neck.

Like a river flows, Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be

“baby?” Spencer whispers lifting his head up, his big hazel eyes staring up at you with so much adoration, you hum softly mirroring his stare. “what’s up spence?” you furrow your brows at his silence.

Take my hand, Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you

“i..uhm” Spencer hesitates sitting up fully taking your hands into his. “I don’t know if it’s too soon or if you even feel the same way but I need to tell you. I can’t keep it a secret anymore.” he blurts out nervously.

he takes a deep breath, “I love you,” he quickly says and before you can reply he speaks again. “You don’t have to say it back right now, i just needed to say it.” he looks down at your hands shyly.

Like a river flows, Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes. Some things are meant to be

your soft voice breaks the silence, “spencer, look at me..” he listens diverting his gaze to look at you. “I love you too” his eyebrows raise. “more than you know” you add smiling at his reaction.

he leans in capturing your lips in a deep kiss making the both of you fall back onto the couch. You wrap your arms around him deepening the kiss.

Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you

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summary: matt wakes up with messy but reader finds it sexy. a/n: sorry i'm so inactive now i literally have no motivation or ideas. kinda hate this im not going to lie. t/w: suggestive, foreplay pretty much it

The morning sun beamed through the curtains lighting up your room, making it golden, you and matt lay tangled up in each other matts head in the crook of your neck his arm around your waist. Matt awakes stretching before opening his eyes to see you looking in his direction a tired look in your stare. "good mornin' sweetheart" Matt grumbles kissing you on the cheek. you smile asking him how he slept.

"I slept good" Matt replies lifting a hand to quickly fix his hair when you grab his wrist he looks up at you his brows furrowing and his head tilting to the side in confusion.

"your hair looks sexy like this leave it, please" you state hesitating before saying please, tilting your head to the side, copying his actions, and softening your eyes. He sighs dropping his hand onto your thigh.

Matt moves closer and with every centimeter he moves so does his hand, closer and closer to the warmth between them. his hand hovers above where you need him the most, your breath hitches when his hands finally touch you.

You gasp your eyes widening, matt smirks "you like my hair like this baby?" he whispers. you hum whimpering at his touch. Matt chuckles his free hand grabbing the back of your neck and pulling you in for a kiss.

He deepens the kiss tilting your head to the side, slipping his tongue into your mouth fighting with yours. your hands moves to his hair gripping it tightly, he groans into your mouth pulling away for a second, "you can mess up my hair even more if it means i get this." he mutters before slamming his lips back on yours.

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summary: spencer gets let out of prison and comes home.

wc: 600+

It had been three months since you watched your husband be put in handcuffs and taken out of the court room. three months since everything became quiet.

At first you visited him, each time his appearance becoming scruffier, more worn down, his face painted with exhaustion, a sight that broke your heart even more every time. After a while you were taken off the visitors list, finding out he had been injured through Penelope and that he didn't want you to see him in that state.

It had now been close to two months since you'd seen or spoke to spencer, you lay on the couch of your apartment shared with him rain pattering against the window. no matter how loud the tv was or the music, the deafening silence was louder, reminding you of the emptiness of your home. You stare at the tv an old film playing, you weren't really watching it more staring, the memories of you and spencer sitting on the couch together eating overpriced pizza and talking about nonsense flashed in your mind. tears well up in your eyes at the thought of knowing he was alone, hurt and locked up.

a voice brings you out of your daze, so quiet you barely heard it at first you thought it was your head playing tricks on you until you heard it again, your name. soft, weak and a voice you very much recognized.

You jolt up looking behind the couch seeing the familiar face you adored so much except drained, you gasp frozen on the spot your eyes run down his body before landing back on his face, his shoulders slightly slumped, eyes dark and tired.

"hi." he says quietly his eyes soften behind the obvious exhaustion.

"spencer oh my gosh." you breathe out rushing over to stand in front of him wrapping your arms around him.

he sighs in relief his arms coming up to wrap around you, "you're here." you mumble in his shoulder. he hums closing his eyes breathing you in like you were his lifeline.

"I'm sorry. I took you off the list." he mutters his arms tightening around you, you shake you head pulling it back to see his face.

"its okay." you say gently offering him comfort. "your hear now that's all that matters" you smile your hands brushing the tear that had fallen down his cheek. "I missed you so much, the thought of coming back to you kept me alive in there." spencer confesses leaning into your touch another tear falling.

"i missed you too spence.." you reply walking him over to your bedroom, his nightstand untouched from the last time he was there, his book still on the table, the bookmark you'd gotten him on the last read page.

for a second neither of you move like if you do he may disappear again.

you look into his eyes, concern filling yours, he notices almost immediately. "I'm okay." he says quickly. too quickly. his hands fidget at his sides, a nervous trait he's always had.

you reach for his arm grazing it slightly before he pulls back, flinching slightly, your brows furrow, a worried expression falling over your face. "what happened to you?" you whisper your voice wavering.

spencer breaks. "I tried-" he stops. both of his hands running down his face.

"I tried to keep to myself." he breathes shakily. "they just-" his voice breaks. he blinks hard not finishing his sentence.

after a moment of silence he speaks again. "I didn't eat." he sighs.

"not because I didn't want too, because it wasn't safe to be there." he admits, his voice barely a whisper.

you listen, your hand taking his rubbing your thumb against the back of his hand. he looks up at you "i'm.. sorry. I just thought I could handle it."

he sits down and you follow sitting beside him pulling him into you, his hand grasp at your shirt as he sobs.

your nails run down his back, "ive got you, you're safe here."

This time he doesn't hide. he doesn't need to with you.

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summary: Dealer!Chris turns up at readers apartment with a duffel bag and a surprise.

A/n:im trying to get back into to writing so bare with please and give me ideas please.

It was a rainy day, you sit on your couch your legs under you a pastel pink blanket draped over you, the film Priscilla playing on the tv. A knock to your door pulls your attention away, you pull the blanket away walking to the door.

upon opening the door you see chris,his hair damp with rain a white duffle bag in his hand. “hi princess, you gonna let me in?” he asks nodding to the entrance. You hum moving to the side watching him as he walks in placing the bag on the table.

“what’s in there?” You question tilting your head. “It’s f’you.” He answers nodding you to come closer. You unzip the bag your eyes widening as you rummage through. "chris." you breathe out looking up at him holding two stacks on money in your hands.

As you look at him you're met with his signature grin. his eyes high of love. you place the wads of cash down pulling out the last item a pink bunny jellycat, your favorite colour and animal.

Your head snaps to chris, "what's all this for?" you ask walking around the table wrapping your arms around his neck embracing him in a tight hug. "its a gift because I love you." he replies pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You lift your head pressing your lips to his, "I love you so much, thank you chris."

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summary: you haven’t seen Matt since the start of tour which was a month ago and surprise him at the la show.

a/n:I feel like this is SO long oh my I’m sorry!!

wc:+1k

a month ago

You watch him walk away towards airport security with his brothers he turns around glancing at you smiling and blowing a kiss. You quickly wipe a tear from your cheek smiling back and catching it watching as he turns the corner.

April 29th 4:38pm

Today was the day of the Los Angeles show you and Matt had called everyday before and after shows waiting for the day he comes home. You had told him that unfortunately your parents had invited you over for a family dinner tonight so you couldn’t make it to the show.lie.big fat lie.

You had also been talking to Nick throughout this month and even before your started about his surprise on the last show being you surprising Matt. Yours and matts relationship was public and had been for a few months so there was no reason not to.

you had a few hours before you had to get ready and leave for the show. You step into the hot shower the bathroom filled with steam you close your eyes,shoulders relaxing as you run your fingers through your now wet hair.

after half an hour you step out the shower wrapping a towel around your hair and body. You pic up your phone pausing your music and checking the time. 5:36pm. One hour to go. You walk into your room your outfit thrown on your bed. You replace your towel with a robe and dry your hair before plugging in your straighteners your phone screen flashes matts name coming up on the screen. you pick up the call smiling resting your phone against the mirror as you curl your hair.

“hey babe” matt beams over the phone his messyish hair and eyes peaky from the bottom of the call before he sets his phone down. “hey baby, you ready for your last show?” You ask “sorry I’m not able to come” you state smiling sorrowfully. he frowns nodding “I’m ready but I do wish you were there in the crowd” you nod “me too baby… how long till your on?” matt hums looking up at the clock “uhh about 2 minutes” he replies. “okayy I won’t distract you any longer. I love you. Have a great time on stage baby.” You say realising you need to be leaving very soon. “Okay my love tell your parents I say hi. I love you I’ll call you after!” He blows a kiss through the phone which you catch before hanging up.

6:12pm

you finished your curling your hair and doing some light makeup before putting your outfit on and adding any finishing touches like perfume. You run down the stairs saying bye to your dog, grabbing your keys and leaving.

you and Nick had already discussed how the surprise would work. All you needed to do was be at the right place at the right time. while matt was sleeping this morning Nick had shown you the stage entrance to the theatre and how you could get past security and backstage crew.

your arrive at the theatre the car park basically full. As you open the stage door you hear the screams and laughs from the crown and matts voice over the speakers. Someone approaches you tapping you on the shoulder “you can’t be back here.” She says trying to urge you back out the door. “oh I’m y/n Nick should have mentioned me im here for the surprise.” you explain. Realisation paints her face “oh god yes. I’m sorry come on your on in ten minutes” she grabs your wrist taking you to the back of the stage so you could see the audience but no one could see you.

“I think it’s time for the surprise? Am I right?” Chris shouts to the crowd followed by screams. Everyone’s attention moves to the screen at the back waiting to see whose surprise was being shown. The audience erupted with cheers as they saw Nick walk into frame touching up his suit.

Once the audience quieted down Nick got up and walked towards the small cupboard set on the left side of the stage. He pulled out a bottle of perfume. Carolina Herrera Good girl to be exact and it was your perfume. he handed it to Chris who fiddled with it wondering how it works. “If you can’t see it’s a perfume.” Chris speaks into the mic. “Did you visit Carolina herrera or something?” Matt asks laughing at his own question. You smile watching him cluelessly think about what the answer was. Chris passes the perfume to matt who,after more inspection, realises where he recognises it from.

A mic is past to a fan in the crowd “uhh oh my god I love you guys-uhm-did you make a perfume and cologne sent for space camp maybe?” She stutters passing the mic back many Ooos spread through the crowd at her guess “I did not but good guess” Nick replies “let’s find out”

The projector starts playing a video of Nick in front of a camera. “As you all became aware of recently is that Matt has found love,the beautiful woman we call y/n. And sadly she wasn’t able to come see us on stage as of pre-made plans. So may I please welcome the amazing y/n.” Nick says glancing to the right side of the room which isn’t in shot.

Matts jaw is dropped his cheeks tinted pink his full attention on the board waiting for you to be on the screen. What he doesn’t notice is you walking through the gap in the fake wall on the actual stage. The crowd goes into an uproar snapping him back to reality he looks over at you and stops.

You smile standing in place watching as matt jumps up running over to you embracing you into a tight hug cradling your head in his hands the scent of the perfume once in his hands now engulfing his senses. “I thought you had to see your parents” he whispers in your ear. “I do but next week.”

his pulls his head back bring his hand up to cup the side of your face before pulling you in for a desperate kiss. The crowd gasps many awwws following. Matt pulls away from the kiss still holding onto you like you’d disappear if he let go. “Nick how did you do this!”matt shouts into the mic. Nick laughs “I have my ways.” matt shakes his head looking at you as you hug Chris and Nick to say hi. “Definitely best surprise of the whole tour” matt states.

summary: Spencer locks himself in a room with anthrax infecting him and his wife runs to save him nearly infecting herself.

wc:900+

This case was stressful, no one knew when the next attack would be and when it was you’d only have a few hours before everyone infected was dead.

You and your husband stayed at the hospital attempting to speak to the very few victims that were still alive. “Abby can you tell me what you could see and hear at the park yesterday?” Spencer asks gently to the sick girl in the hospital bed. “It was warm,” she speaks,her voice scratchy, you nod letting her continue. “there was boys playing- playing.” Her voice strained as she couldn’t get anymore words out the infection slowly taking over her brain. “It’s okay Abby just rest. thank you.” Dr Kimura says before walking out the room.

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Spencer’s phone rings, “hello?” he calls listening to Morgan over the phone. “I’ll be out in a sec” he hangs up the phone putting it in his back pocket where it belongs. “Y/n I have to go check out a house with Morgan stay here and see if anything happens, call me.” he says to which you nod shouting “be safe!” while he runs off.

Spencer and Morgan has arrived at the house, they walk in the front yard Reid flinching as his hand grazes against a thorn bush. he shakes the minor pain away continuing to enter the opening of the garden. Reid looks at the window to focused to head Morgan’s phone ring.

He walks off into the house seeing a man dead on the floor and a test tube of anthrax spilt on the floor. Morgan’s calls of his name grow louder as reid ins to the door of the lab locking himself in. Morgan stood on the other side begging for him to stop. “I’m sorry” reid mumbles.

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your phone rang, you quickly pulled it out your pocket expecting it to be your husband. “garcia?” you answer waiting for a happy reply to lightened the mood. “Y/n..uh I have to say something but you’re not gonna like it..” he mumbles her voice barely audible. You heart starts pounding panic settling in at the unknown.

“okay? Garcia what’s wrong?” You ask. “It’s reid. He got himself infected and locked himself in the room, he’s with Morgan and hotch now.” She spit outs before the call cuts off.

For a minute you can’t hear anything,all the chaos in the hospital has gone quiet. Without realising you stand up your body taking you out the building towards the black SUV you’d arrived with. You unknowingly arrive at the house and ambulance and army vehicles outside. You park the car jumping out rushing the small group of people in red hazmat suits. You see Morgan pacing back a forth. “Derek!” You run over pulling him out of his spiral. “What happened?” You question looking around at the commotion. He sighs seeing you explaining in more detail what happened.

You bite your nails going silent your brain spiralling with all the possible things that could happen. You look around before running into the house ignoring Morgan’s protests seeing reid behind the glass door. “Spence…” you whisper standing a few steps from the door. His head whips around and his eyes soften, His shirt was untucked his head was wet with sweat and his hair was dishevelled. “y/n what are you doing here?” He asks his voice weak “Spencer you need to get out of there,please.” He plead your voice cracking at the knowledge that once infected you have at most 3 hours before your body shut down.

He looks down at the floor before looking back up at you “I can’t” he whispers his stare soft and full of sorrow. “Spence I can’t loose you.” Your voice breaks tears now falling down your cheeks. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I love you.” He coughs. You harshly wipe the tears off your face mumbling ‘I love you too.’ Before getting pulled out the house by a man in a suit.

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you arrive at the hospital after following the ambulance you stay in the waiting area your foot shaking as you wait for any news from the doctor. You lean your head back your eyes shutting as the dread consumes your mind. “Reid?” A voice calls, your eyes snap open and you quickly sit up. The doctor walks over informing you that you can see him but he’s still asleep. you nod following the doctor to his room.

Reid lays in the bed the machines beeping remind you that he’s alive and okay. You sat in the chair beside his bed grabbing his hand rubbing your thumb against his palm. “Hi baby. I know you can’t hear me so I probably sound stupid right now, but you need to wake up not just for me, for the team,for your mom.” You lift your head pressing a kiss to his forehead.” A rush of tiredness falls over you and you lay your head down on the side of Spencer’s bed his hand still in yours. Your eyes fall shut as sleep takes over you.

you’re awoken by the sound of rustling from above you. You look up seeing Spencer’s soft ,now tired, brown eyes looking down at you. “Hi.” He speaks groggily a weak smile on his face. You sit up, “hey” you reply softly, “how are you feeling?” you ask pushing his hair out of his face. “Like I just got directly infected with anthrax.” You smile holding back a minor chuckle, “so great?”

After a moment of silence you speak “I thought you were going to die, I thought I was gonna loose you.” You admit looking down at your hands connected. “I was so scared Spence.” You redirect your stare back to his face. He tilts his head guilt painting over it. “I know I’m sorry, I really am honey” he replies.

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summary: reader thought her feelings were mutual but it turns out she was wrong

wc:800+

Matt and you had been best-friends since you were born even though he was a triplet you and Matt had always been closer,as both your mums fell pregnant at similar times and have been best friends since high school. As you grew up your families would make jokes about how you two would be childhood sweethearts which neither of you took seriously.

Well that was until you turned thirteen realising this joke between the parents was what you wanted. You liked Matt and were very sure he wanted you too. you were now both eighteen and nearly graduating your crush on Matt still lingering growing bigger every year basically everyone knew, hell even his brothers and parents new but Matt he was oblivious.

Matt was the type of guy to say he would do something and do it. He said he’d pick you up everyday to drop you home he stuck to it, he said he’d come over with popcorn and chocolate he turn up with just that sitting very close to you while watching the movie leaning over you resting his hand on your thigh to grab a handful of popcorn before leaning back leaving it there for a moment.

Unfortunately for you Matt had recently met a girl one he was very interested in. She’d been introduced to his parents,his brothers even your parents and you. She walked through that door her hand in matts a smile beamed across both their faces walking up to the couch where u were layed.

“Y/n this is my girlfriend Jasmine” Matt smiled looking over at her his eyes glowing the way you thought he looked at you. You smiled dryly congratulating him standing up to hug them both. As the weeks went on you saw him less, everything you had done together was now replaced by her. Pumpkin carving with Matt and y/n was now Matt and jasmine along with handing out sweets to trick or treaters,matching costumes you were left in the shadows.

Chris and the lacrosse team hosted the first halloween party of the year at their friend Aiden’s house, a bunch of sweaty teenagers dressed as characters and people set in every room of the house. You walked in with your best-friend Audrey. you dressed up as the cheshire cat and her as the queen of hearts you headed straight for the drinks as you turned the corner your eyes scowered the table for what to have instead they landed on a deer and a hunter making out his hands trailing all over her,matts hands the ones that once stroked your head when you were crying on rested on your knee.

you shook it off picking up a bottle of vodka and swiping it off the table walking out the room. an hour later you had lost Audrey in the crowd of people the room spinning as you staggered across the house stumbling into someone. looking up it was Matt, your makeup around your eyes was smudged the mascara trickled down your eyes had dried. His eyes widened

“y/n what’s wrong?” His voice was filled with concern. you scoffed shaking your head looking down. “you don’t care.” You mumble just about loud enough for him to hear over the music his eyebrows knit together his face painted with confusion. “don’t look so shocked matt. You don’t care about me and you never did it was all for our parents just for show so they wouldn’t worry about me or you.” You choke out

“what are you talking about y/n. we’re friends, best friends some people could say.” He replies

“I thought we were more matt,” you whisper your voice cracking “but you chose her.”

his head jolts back as you continue to talk “you acted like it was me like I was the one you wanted for years our parents for sure did you cared for me like there was something there. A spark, a feeling anything but nothing was actually there.”

he breathes in “y/n I do care for you but your nothing more than a friend I thought you knew wasn’t i clear enough?” You snap your head up stepping back “no it wasn’t clear you just acted like that for what to trick me into thinking you wanted me back? You let our parents say all that shit but you never felt it! are you telling me that it was all in my head and I only thought you liked me because you gave me the attention I needed!” you shout your voice loud enough for people close by to hear. Tears were now streaming down your face your head tilted for an answer.

he sighs a hint of sorrow in his stare “yes it was all in your head,I never meant to make you feel like that I thought you knew you’ve only ever just been my friend.”

you nod whiping your eyes harshly “okay,well I guess I’ll make it clear we aren’t even friends now.” you choke out tears spilling down your face as you walk out the house breaking down in the curb.

inside the house matt stands still trying to understand and comprehend what happened. Behind him jasmine presses a kiss to his cheek “what was that baby?” She whispers in his ear her hands exploring his waist “nothing” he shakes his head plastering a smile at her. “let’s get a drink.”