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The next morning, I sat up in bed groaning quietly and holding my head. I then realized I wasn't in my own bed, I looked over to see Matt sleeping next to me on his stomach. I smiled as the memories from the night before came flooding into my mind.

The coming back to his place, listening to the new album, drinking, me being upset as I listened to the song fiction, finding out that was the last song Jimmy ever did.

Matt comforting me, kissing me, carrying me to bed. Being gentle with me as we had sex. When that part popped into my head, I looked under the covers to see that I didn't have any clothes on. I smiled big as my cheeks became rosy and I covered my face.

"Oh my God." I whispered.

"Morning." Matt said in a gruff voice as he cleared his throat, "Something wrong?" I felt the bed shift from him moving.

I removed my hands to look at him seeing he had rolled to his side to face me, "Morning." I then lightly shook my head. "Nothing is wrong. I mean I woke up with a little bit of a headache but nothing major."

That's when he sat up fairly quickly, "I'm sure I have some pain killers you can take."

That's when he started to get out of bed but I stopped him by grabbing his arm.

"No it's okay. I promise. It's not so bad now. I think it was more because I hadn't drank in a while."

"Oh sorry." He sighed.

"Don't be." I then straddled him, resting my hands on his shoulders, "Thank you for last night. I had fun."

"You're welcome, but which part was fun." He winked as he rubbed my back.

"All of it." I giggled, "The dinner, walking on the beach. Going down memory lane. Then what happened here." I smirked.

"Well I'm glad you enjoyed it. I know I did too. I'll be honest though, I was afraid I was going to hurt you because of the injuries you had gotten." He used his finger tips to rub up and down my back. Man that felt good. 

I then moved my hands up and cupped the sides of his neck as I ran my  thumbs back and forth on his jaw, "It's okay, I'm healed now." I removed my hands and laid my forehead in the crook of his neck.

"And I'm happy you are. That night, I was scared that we'd lost you. For a while, I was blaming myself because I couldn't get to you in time to pull you back." He rubbed his fingers a little deeper as he spoke, probably mad at himself.

"It wasn't your fault. It was my own for not paying attention that a car was coming."

I quickly breathed in through my nose, smelling his cologne still lingering on him. Damn he smelt so good.

"You sniffing me?" He chuckled.

"No never." I giggled innocently.

I actually wasn't, just merely taking a deep breath but I'll let him think I was actually sniffing him.

"Uh huh sure." He began tickling me making me squirm a little.

I tried not to move too fast, was afraid if I did, it would hurt my ribs. I almost wanted to joke by acting like him doing that hurt me but I didn't want to make him feel bad by trying to joke with me.

"Matt!" I laughed trying to pull his hands away from me.

I then decided to distract him so I playfully bit the base of his neck. Maybe that will get him to stop tickling me.

"Really." He growled lowly stopping his hands on my waist, "That's how you going to play."

Good it worked.

"Mhm." I smirked into his neck as I started lightly sucking where I bit. I then pulled away and whispered in his ear, "It got you to stop tickling me though." I then nipped his ear.

"That it did." He kissed my shoulder as I had started placing kisses on his neck, sucking a tiny bit with each kiss.

"Ells." He sucked in when I lightly rubbed my hips on his. Not that I meant to, I was mainly just adjusting my hips.

Smirking at his reaction, I moved my hands to put my fingers into his hair and began kissing him, running my tongue over his lips. When he opened his mouth more I slid my tongue into his to deepen the kiss.

"Mm." I hummed into kiss feeling his hardness pushing against me so I started rocking my hips on him.

"Ells, babe." He moaned, I'm sure he felt that the sensation was causing me to become wet.

Lifting up slightly, I grabbed his shaft to help guide him as I slid down on him. Which caused me to whimper some, more from the pleasure then the pain.

"Shit." He breathed out, despite what we did last night I was still tight around him.

Licking my lips, I held onto the sides of his head, resting my arms on his collarbone as I rocked my hips on his while staring into his eyes.

"You okay?"

"Mhm." I moaned while nodding then started passionately kissing him as I moved my hips faster causing him to grumble into the kiss.

As we were both moaning he began kneading my butt cheeks. When I threw head my head back to moan more, he took that opportunity to lay kisses all over my chest.

"My God baby." He moaned into my chest, feeling me tighten around him.

"Matt, oh fuck Matt." I  moaned, as I hit my orgasm, which I couldn't help but tighten my grip in his hair a little.

He growled out of pleasure as I felt him begin hitting his orgasm.

"Mm damn." I breathed out resting my head on the crook of his neck, not being able to move.

I wasn't in pain though but I think he thought I was.

"You okay?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around my sides as he held me close.

So I sat up more, "I'm fine, I'm not fragile anymore, fuck." I tried getting up but he wouldn't let me.

Yeah I had that accident, but it's been months and I'm completely healed now.

"Hey, that's not what I meant when asking that. It's just you were breathing heavily that's all." He moves his hand up to cup my face.

"Yeah because we just got done having sex. But you asked that same question when we first started. And then last night, you were so gentle with me. Like I'm going to break easily now."

"I'm sorry okay? It's just, I care so much about you still. Hell I still love you, I've never stopped."

"You still love me?" Even after all this time we were away from each other. "Even after all these months?"

"I do." He said with a nod.

I smiled as kissed him, "I think I still love you too. Because every time I look into your eyes, or I see that gorgeous smile with those dimples." I ran my thumbs down his cheeks by his lips, "And then when we're this close my heart flutters, and skips a beat. Then last night when you first grabbed my hands, then there on the beach when I grabbed yours, it sent tingles through my body, and in a good way."

"Yeah I have that effect on women." He joked with a snicker.

"Okay, conceited prick." I giggled, playfully smacking his chest.

That made him laugh softly more, "Wow you haven't called me that in quite a while."

"Yeah well, you're my conceited prick." When I said that he stopped laughing and looked at me, shit I didn't mean to upset him by saying that, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No." He smiled, "You called me, yours. So does that mean you want to give a relationship another try?"

"I do." I grinned at him. "I'd love to."

I'd love to be with him again. It's the way it should have always been but things got screwed up.

"That makes me so happy." We then kissed deeply.

As we were kissing though, he flipped us over and we started making love again. But this time I could tell he made sure to put more energy into it instead of acting like something bad was going to happen to me while we were having sex.