plane ride to romance

chapter 8

Hi guys .. i know i haven't been uploading in a while. I felt like no one wanted to read it, but my friend brought to my eyes you have to start somewhere, and eventually people will start to read it. so here i am giving you the next chapter. love all you guys for reading. p.s if you haven't remembered my grammar and everything else sucks so sorry :( 

I woke up from my nightmare wrapped in Ryan’s arms, the movie was off and he was in just his boxers, feeling his tight toned stomach against my back. snuggling in closer I could smell his body wash that smelled of old spice and axe mixed together, the smell was comforting and brought me back into a dreamless sleep the first one I’ve had in a long time.

Waking up the next morning to a cold empty bed and the smell of bacon cooking, I stumbled out of bed making my way into the kitchen and seeing Ryan cooking in his boxers, and seeing his bare back. Walking up towards him and wrapping my arms around his torso feeling his soft skin beneath my body and just relaxing into his body.

He turned around, with me still holding on, and feeling his strong arms wrap around me and giving me a smell peck on the forehead. Then turning back to his cooking bacon, witch smelled amazing. Walking to the island in the middle of his kitchen and grabbing a bar stool and plumping down on it.

Watching his muscular back as he put things in the frying pan, and then putting bacon, and an omelet onto a plate for me, with a couple peppers on the side, which was my favourite I was surprised he remembered.

Thinking about it I realised he actually knew a lot about me, yet we have known each other since we were little, thinking back to the day he told me he was gay, that day a part of me had died, having had a crush on him for the longest time and then finding out he liked the same sex.

. I would never be able to tell him my true feelings; he wouldn’t like me back for one and it might just make it awkward Oh well wasn’t much you could do about it. We are just extremely close friends, which was better than nothing.

*later that day*

I left Ryan's house giving him a small  peck on the cheek and making my way home.

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I started my classes that day, walking in and sitting down at the very back of the class, sticking in my headphones to drown out everything else. Finally looking up I saw my roommate laughing flirtatiously  at something they guy beside her said, gosh he looked familiar with the golden brown hair, but how do I know him?

Just as I was thinking about this mysterious guy at the front the bell rang. so I got up as quick as I could  so that I try to follow him and see the front of his face and see if I knew him, but I only ended up tripping over my feet and falling flat on my face. only to look up into  the very familiar sea blue eyes.***

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