Summary: Adam has Amy. Matt's all alone. What happens when Matt finds out that Amy's younger sister Terra has a crush on him?
A/N: I only own Terra Alvey.
Matt grabbed his duffle bag, slung it over his shoulder, and headed for the door. He had to get out of this room, out of this arena, and to his hotel room as fast as possible. He needed to try to figure his life out, because now it was even more complicated than it had been two hours before, and he hadn't thought that would be possible.
I guess anything's possible when you're Matt Hardy, he thought wryly. He opened the door and was surprised to find Terra standing there, poised with her hand ready to knock.
"Terra? What are you doing here?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"That's not the greeting I was expecting, but that's ok," she said, reaching out to touch his arm lightly. "Can I come in?"
He looked down at her hand touching his arm, then over her shoulder, checking to see if anyone was around. He saw no one, so he pulled her inside and shut the door behind.
"What are you thinking?" he asked finally, practically glaring at her. "Does anyone know where you are?"
"No. I snuck out," she answered. "I couldn't stop thinking about you, Matt. Your lips..."
"Terra..." He sighed and raked his fingers through his loose black hair. He didn't know what to say to her. It was flattering that she couldn't stop thinking about his lips. It did wonders for his ego, of course, that same ego that her sister had so brutally ruined. But in the end, it just made everything even more confusing than before.
"You must think I'm crazy," she said sadly, looking away. "I think I'm crazy for liking you. And I think I'm completely crazy to think that you could like me back."
"I'd have to like you back," he said, trying to make her feel better. "You don't just kiss someone you don't like."
"Really?" she asked, looking back at him. Her voice sounded very hopeful, and there was no way he was going to be able to just turn her away now.
"Yeah, really," he replied, dropping his bag on the floor and reaching behind him to lock the door. He locked the door, took her hand, and led her over to the couch, where they both sat down. He held her hand in his and looked her in the eyes. I'm going to go to hell for this, he thought as he gazed at her and saw the look in her eyes.
"So... You like me?" she asked, needing confirmation.
"Yeah, I really like you," he answered, squeezing her hand lightly. He couldn't believe how easily the lies were spouting from his mouth. Maybe I'm not fully lying, he thought. He did like her, just not exactly in the way that he was saying he did. But this way will help my plan, like Jeff said.
"You have no idea how much I needed to hear you say that," she breathed, a sparkling smile lighting up her face.
"Of course, it might take some time before I can get into a really serious relationship after everything that happened with your sister, so-"
"I understand," she interrupted, leaning closer to him. "And I'm not going to rush you into something you're not ready for."
"Ok, that's cool," he said, smiling at her. He gave her hand one more gentle squeeze, then let go and stood up. "Before you came here, I was about to head over to the hotel... What are your plans for the night?"
"Me? Have plans? Ha," she scoffed, standing up as well. "I never have plans for the night."
"Tonight, you have plans," he said, not knowing where the words he was saying were coming from. He certainly hadn't planned on saying any of it at all.
"Like what?" she asked curiously.
He smiled at her. "Let's just say that I'm going to pay you a little visit at your hotel room... You do have your own room, right?"
"Yeah, Amy and Adam sort of..." Her voice trailed off at the look on his face. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have mentioned that."
"It's... It's ok," he said, swallowing the sudden lump that had appeared in his throat. "So Amy and Adam share a room? Big deal! I don't care." Actually, he did care, because he could remember the days when it was him sharing a hotel room with Amy... But he couldn't let Terra knew how much that little tidbit of information about Amy and Adam really bothered him, or she would question everything that had happened so far between them.
"So, about tonight," she said, trying to change the subject. "What do you have planned?"
"Nothing, really," he answered honestly. "I just thought that maybe you and I could sort of hang out and watch a movie, maybe order up some room service or whatever..."
"Sounds like a date, which is weird, because I thought you weren't ready for that yet," she said, looking at him suspiciously. She was young and naïve, but she wasn't so naïve that she didn't notice that maybe something was up.
"Think of it as a casual date," he said, walking over to the door and picking up his duffle bag. "Just me and you, hanging out, trying to...see how we really feel about each other."
"Ok," she said, biting her lip. He noticed.
"Hey, why the funny look?" he asked, cocking his head and studying her face.
"It's... It's nothing. I just..." Her voice trailed off. "It's nothing."
"You sure?" he asked, tilting her chin up slightly so he could stare into her eyes. She nodded, unable to look away from his gaze. "Good." He let her chin go and reached for the doorknob.
"Wait," she said, putting her hand on his hand, which was resting on the doorknob.
He looked at her with one eyebrow raised as her hand gently rubbed his. "What's up?"
She looked nervous for a second, just before she leaned up and kissed him. She was new at this whole kissing thing, sure, but she was just a natural at it... When she pulled back, she was breathing hard and blushing, too.
"For you to be new at this, you're good," he said, touching her lips and smiling.
She smiled back and looked away shyly. "Thanks."
"So, look, I'll meet you back at the hotel in about an hour, ok?"
"You don't even know my room number."
"But I have your cell phone number, so I'm pretty sure I can call you and find out."
"True," she agreed.
Man, this is awkward, he thought, rubbing the back of his neck while still smiling at her. "So..."
"See you later?" she asked.
"Definitely... I'm going to go now, but be careful when you're leaving out of here. Wouldn't want to be seen leaving your sister's ex-boyfriend's locker room, huh?"
"Right. My sister's ex-boyfriend... You sure have a way with words," she said somewhat sarcastically.
He opened his mouth to speak, but decided against it. Instead, he leaned down and kissed her softly, then left the locker room without another word. Once outside his locker room, he leaned against the door and ran his hand nervously through his hair again. What the hell am I doing? he asked himself. He shook his head, then headed for the parking garage so he could get to the hotel...
Inside Matt's locker room, Terra sat on the couch and touched her lips. He had kissed her again. He liked her. They had a date! "Can this day get any better?" she asked aloud, leaning back on the couch and closing her eyes.
Just then, her cell phone rang. She didn't even look at the Caller ID. She just flipped it open and put it up to her ear. "Hey, Sexy, calling so soon?"
"Geez, T, I know I'm sexy, but coming from my little sister, that just sounds weird," Amy said.
Terra laughed into the phone, but she was horrified at her little slip-up. "Well, I thought you needed to know, just in case Adam hasn't told you in the last five minutes."
"Don't worry, I have that covered," Amy replied. "But, seriously, where are you? We're ready to head over to the hotel and you're nowhere in sight."
"I went for a little walk, that's all. I'll be there in, like, five minutes."
"Ok, but hurry up. Adam's feeling frisky...and you know what that means."
"Don't remind me..."
Terra flipped her phone shut and shoved it in her pocket. She looked around the room slowly, just remembering what had happened, then made a quick exit.
A/N: I'm sorry if it's not as good as other chapters. It took me FOREVER to update because I kind of lost my inspiration for this story. I had NO ideas for it at all! But now I have some clue of what might happen in the story... Review, and don't be afraid to tell me that you hate it!