matt was a gentleman. he was caring, bought flowers, and never made you upset. he was perfect, and thats why it hurt so much when you were the one to end things. he and his brothers YouTube channel was finally taking off, they were given more opportunities to get their names further out there, but a lot of those chances for fame included leaving it all behind, running away to L.A.

he was heart-broken the entire flight to L.A. he tried to understand why you did it, the memory of you saying you didn't want to hold him back was still fresh in his mind, but god did it hurt like nothing he's ever felt before.

"I broke my own heart, cause you were too afraid to do it."

it was almost a year of matt regretting not fighting to keep you, at least as a friend. he heard your songs on the radio countless of times, they only made it worse after he realized they were about him, but a part of him was happy you finally were getting recognition.

he stalked your instagram on a burner account, which was silly because he was never blocked and regularly liked your posts like nothing happened....but there he was clicking the link you barely just posted, waiting in the virtual line before he was part of the pre-sale and bought a singular vip ticket to one of your concerts in L.A

✧˖°.

fans recognized him in line, not for being your ex, but because you both had similar fan base algorithms. he tried his best to make conversation with them whilst the meet and greet line slowly moved forward, but the closer he got to the front the more his heart sunk.

he felt stupid, and kind of out of place. what was he doing here? it made no sense of him to go out of his way to buy a vip ticket just to see you again...but now it was too late to be rational as he was finally let into the room where you waited to greet him.