Matt's POV
By the way that Charlotte crept up to my room, it was obvious that she didn't like it. She just looked uncomfortable by the whole thing.
She was giving me so many mixed signals. I couldn't tell left from right anymore. I was fine either way. I just wanted her to figure it one way or another. Either keep us a secret or tell the whole damn world. I really didn't care.
I opened the door to my bedroom, and I thought she would get a little more uncomfortable or ask to leave almost immediately. Instead, I swear she was trying to stop herself from laughing. When she covered her mouth with her hand, I knew that's exactly what she was doing.
I was trying not to take offense to it. "What's so funny?"
She uncovered her mouth and rolled her lips together, but the smile still crept on
