i guess it qualifies as writing

Jul 13, 2004 11:09

title: soul mates
pairing: matt/jere but others are mentioned.
rating: PG/PG-13.
summary: jeremiah looks back.
disclaimer: this is all fiction... yes there are guys in the world named jeremiah rangel and matt lovato, but do not own them.



I think it has always been MattnJere. Okay so maybe not always but it feels that way. Actually it was only since the eighth grade, in fact the second week of school that year we became MattnJere and never looked back.

Yeah sure we had girlfriends and other friends but we always had each other. No matter what we had each other. We had nights talking about girls and guys we liked. When it was just the two of us we were never very shy about things. We would kiss. Hell we would even give each other hand jobs. By the time we were juniors if neither of us had girlfriend and we were horny we knew we had each other, One night it all changed, It stopped being simple making out or needy horny teen boy blow jobs. It became about MattnJere and something more.

We were both drunk off our asses at some random party Steve and Tone were throwing. We had both just broken up with our latest girlfriends, but I use the term loosely and only because I am too much of a gentleman to call them fuck toys. Oh wait; I just did, didn’t I. Anyway as I was saying we were both drunk and horny and somehow wandered into a bedroom. Our kissing soon progressed to stroking the stroking to so much more. I really do not remember the act or how bad it hurt or how good it felt. I just remember waking up to Steve yelling and Matty still being buried deep inside me. Somehow in our drunkenness we had fallen asleep either mid act or just after finishing. No matter Steve was pissed and Matty and I were, well to hung over to really care. That was until later that day when it hit us what had happened. When it hit me how sore I was. I think I stayed in bed the whole rest of the day, partially because it hurt to walk but mostly because I did not want to face anyone.

But that evening in my bedroom doorway I could not help but face him… my best friend, and, now, my, what? We talked and I think that night if we had thought up the nicknames Matty and Miah, that would even been the night we went from MattnJere to MattynMiah.

Years later we have been with others. Anne, Tracy, Alicia, and Jen to name a few, but we were still MattnJere. Now we are and realize we were always meant to be MattynMiah… band mates, best friends, but most importantly soul mates.

okay so i am quite sure this sucks but at least i wrote it and posted it.

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