After Matt was ready, he picked his phone and his keys up, let Layla know where he was heading and set off. It didn't take him long at all to get to Trixies, she didn't live too far now plus him driving while frustrated never equalled legal, so there was that. As he pulled the car up a little down from where she lived, he pulled his phone out and texted her to let her know he was there, stuffing it back in the container in between the seats. He was nervous, incredibly nervous though if he was to tell anyone else what he wanted to tell Trixie, there would be nothing to worry about. All he had to do was say it, then say "i'm not going, i promise" then where was the problem? Only it wasn't that easy to get the words out. As he saw her coming he unlocked the car, offering a weak smile through the slightly tinted glass as she neared the car.

Trixie glanced at her phone as his text came through, standing and going slightly down the stairs to meet him. She walked down the street to his car, offering him a sweet smile as she got in the passenger side. "Hey, Matt. You alright?" She asked lightly, taking in his nervous demeanor as she leaned across the armrest to give him a light kiss.

Matt nodded, reciprocating it with the faintest of energy before restarting the car, looking out for a time to pull out the parking spot. "Yeah, you?" he asked politely, swivelling the steering wheel as the car manoeuvred out the rather tight spot, then setting off. "I'll just take you back to mine to talk. If that's okay of course" he said, his tone neutral. He was fighting back every instinct to just blurt it out now, and he would if it wasn't for the fact he knew he'd word everything completely wrong.

"A little anxious. Usually 'we need to talk' texts don't end well." Trixie said playfully, gently resting a hand in his hair in a slightly worried way. "Yeah, that's fine. We can talk whereever, whenever you want to." She nodded gently, gently running her fingers through his hair.

"It's fine. It's not to worry about just..i dunno. It's fine" Matt said, doing his best to mask what actually was something to worry about with a smile. It was safe to say most of the drive back consisted of him driving like a slight maniac, and if it wasn't for the fact Trixie was in the car with him he most definitely would have crashed. After they had both gotten inside, and sat downstairs he turned to Trixie, giving her a small kiss. "do you want a drink?" he asked politely, gesturing towards the kitchen.

"Alright. So it's fine, then?" Trixie teased softly, continuing to stroke his hair gently. She had to grab the door handle a few times because of his driving, but she was grateful when they got there in one piece. She didn't mention his erratic driving, she simply hopped out and followed him in. She settled close beside him, reciprocating his small kiss and shaking her. "I'm alright, thanks though. So, what's up?"

Matt nodded, grabbing a glass of water as usual before he sat himself down, looking up at the banisters which leaned over the front room in search of Layla. Luckily, she seemed to be hibernating in her room. At least that would make it easier. "I have no way to put it easily..My father wants me to go back to Italy. With Layla." he said quietly, looking her in the eye. He hadn't made it sound as difficult as it felt to him, he hadnt said the whole "i don't wanna go but i do wanna move back" sorta thing that he actually had thought about.

Trixie watched him as he moved off, tilting her head as he started speaking. She blinked in surprise at his words, shifting slightly. "...oh." She managed softly, swallowing and looking at her hands, refusing the eye contact. "And? What are you... going to do?" She asked softly, glancing at him.

Matt shrugged, leaning back and tearing away the one sided eye contact. "Honestly? I don't know. I don't wanna go, and as far as it's going i'm not, but it's just..difficult." He said, his words a slow mumble. He felt the guilt heavily as he watched Trixies reaction, though he felt obliged to just carry on. Get it out, sort of. "He wants me to move back to basically in the near future..marry Layla. That was his plan all along, and to be honest i have said i didn't wanna be stuck here in the US forever, plus I wanted to go back to see family. But at the same time i don't wanna leave you. I dunno, I just thought you should know" He finished, looking down at the floor.

She nodded slowly at his answer, blowing out a small breath of slight relief. She moved closer to him and looked back up at his eyes, gently intertwining her fingers with his. She nodded slowly as he continued, swallowing. "Thank you for telling me. But I don't... I don't want to be the only reason you stay in the states. Are you even happy here? I mean, all your family is in Italy, you said it yourself. I just don't- wanna keep you from doing what you actually want." She said softly, gently moving her thumb across the back of his hand.