You loved going out at night, Matt knew that, so he basically became your personal driver. He drove you everywhere you asked him to. Whenever you called asking him to pick you up, he'll be there in just 5 minutes.

This time, when you called at 1am, you were in tears, feeling bad about something you didn't want to tell Matt over the phone. He came to you with no questions asked.

He picked you up from your house, looking at you with worry in his eyes as he watched you get into the passenger's seat, wiping your tears away so he wouldn't notice but he definitely did.

Matt drove away, stopping at a gas station to get you a snack and a drink. When he returned, he handed the things he got you before he sat down in the driver's seat looking at you. "Will you tell me what happened or?" He asked quietly, brushing some hair behind your ear.

You didn't answer, looking away from him, which made him even more worried. He cupped your face in his hand and pulled you closer to him making you rest your head against his shoulder "Please tell me what happened" Matt whispered pressing a sweet kiss to your hair.