You and Matt are the couple that makes everyone want to vomit. You two are too cute, it's disgusting. Always holding hands, your head resting on his shoulder from time to time, his hand on the back pocket of your jeans and the not so appropriate whispers in each other's ears.

Matt loves you so much, it's insane. He also can't be away from you for too long, that's why you go to sleep at his house a lot. When his brothers are not home for a few days, he takes advantage of that and goes to your apartment to spend the night or day with you. Maybe just to bake together or even cuddle and watch movies all day.

You love it, you love it all. His gentle kisses, his comforting touch, his sweet smile and, oh god, those hypnotizing blue eyes that make you melt in seconds. He treats you like you're the rarest thing and that he's so lucky that he found it, he doesn't want to let go. You're his to keep, his to love, his to care.

You don't get why he does what he does, in your mind you're just... you. But for him? You're an absolute goddess. So, today he sent you some flowers to your apartment with a note telling you to come over and get dressed because he's taking you on a date.

You're at his house, in his room getting dressed and as soon as he opened the door, he couldn't hold back the small grin that appeared on his face as he looked at you in that dress. The dress he bought for you. As soon as he closed the door behind him he started walking towards you.

"There you are," his eyes flicker up and down you, "my pretty girl." he whispers softly, placing his hands on your hips and his chin on your shoulder as he stands behind you in the mirror.