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Ryan - a couple days later -
i pull the door open after the 4th loud ass knock sounds. thinking it's the boys, i'm seriously annoyed.
"wha-"
"you and derek fucked?" my eyes go wide as i see Jack standing there. you can visibly tell his blood is boiling.
"you and derek fucked and you thought that was a good idea?" he yells again. i just standing there.
"what the fuck is wrong with you, ryan." he says. we stare at each other in silence. i think he can tell how scared i am or how upset i am, because he begins to calm down.
"my friend, ryan. out of everyone you pick my friend." he says in a lower voice.
"Jack it wasn't even-"
"was it to get back at me some how? to make me mad? because it worked." i shake my head
"no. i just needed to forget about you." i say.
"that sounds so selfish." he says. i sigh.
"it was just once." i then realize that i'm apologizing for nothing.
"how'd you find out?" he rolls his eyes
"word gets around, ryan." i shake my head.
"i don't know why your mad." i say.
"you fucked one of my best friends." he says.
"and we aren't together!" i exclaim. he studies my face for a minute.
"you're not understanding what i'm saying." he says.
"i get it Jack. you're upset because i fucked one of your friends. but we aren't together." i say.
"so why do you care who i fuck?" he throws his arms up
"ryan i wouldn't give a shit. but you fucked one of my friends." i rub my face.
"skate knows too." he adds. that's when my heart shatters. he's probably really upset.
"i wanted things to work out with us, ryan." jack's calm now.
"no you didn't." i say. he sighs.
"can we talk?" i think for a minute and then step aside.

-an hour later-
we yelled and then talked and then yelled and talked some more. he was mostly upset about me and derek. i had to explain to him that it was a one time thing. and didn't even help me for long.
"i wish we could go back to when we first met." i say. he nods.
"yea you were nicer." i roll my eyes.
"you were cuter." his jaw drops and i laugh.
"is that why you fucked derek?"
"oh my for Jack. it wasn't even that good." i say.
"oh so i'm better?" i sigh
"stop." i say. he smiles. we sit in silence for a moment. we could argue for hours. but we'll always find something to make us laugh.
"i love you ryan." i jerk my head up.
"what?" he puts his head in his hands and sighs.
"i don't know. i'm sorry for everything i've done and how shitty i've made you feel. i didn't mean to i promise." i nod.
"i know." and at that exact moment, i know i fucked up. again.