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Chapter 9

I left early in the morning. I visited the park in the campus, sketched a little. Classes felt extremely long. I was so not in mood of studying so I skipped my last class and went early to library. I was just sitting, getting bored so I started rereading twilight.

While I was reading I realized something. Ryan somewhere could relate to Edward Cullen. Ryan was breath taking gorgeous so was Edward. Ryan was a family guy so was Edward. Ryan could read people easily so could Edward. And there were many more similarities between Ryan and Edward. And my all time favourite character from all the books was Bella Swan.

Coincidence.

I left the library early, I know I was too eager to meet him. It's crazy. I thought why not I should wait for him this time. So I went to football ground. There were many guys there and I was getting so awkward. I was looking through all of them so I could find Ryan. Something hit me on my leg and I fell pretty badly, my right leg was hurt badly. It was bleeding.

I searched for that thing which hit me and it was the football. Coach came forward and helped me stand up but my leg was not allowing me and I fell back. "I can help her, sir." A blonde guy said. Coach nodded and I shook my head furiously.

I panicked.

I had no idea who he was, how could I let him carry me. "No, you can't." I heard Ryan saying this while glaring at the blonde. Calmness took over me. He was wearing his football uniform, but there was a shirt underneath his uniform shirt which obviously covered his neck.

He came forward, his eyes asking if you don't mind? I replied with a smile. He carried me bridal style as if I weighed nothing. He walked towards the bench and instead of placing me on it, he himself sat first and then placed me beside him in such manner that my legs were in his lap.

He called for first aid box, he cut my jeans from my ankle till my knees. It was a strange feeling, sitting this close to someone. His one hand was on my knee, his familiar warmth. And then there was burning sensation on my injury. I gripped his forearm out of pain. My fingers digging in his skin but he was focused on my injury.

He didn't even flinch. He was cleaning my wound with alcohol maybe, because pain was unbearable. My eyes were wet due to pain. He bandaged it. He looked at me and wiped away a tear that was on my cheek.

"is it that bad?"

He asked in concern. I shook my head. I was still gripping his hand and was not planning on leaving it. He started doodling on my knee with his fingers and asked me "what were you doing here anyways?" curiously. "I thought why not I wait for you today. You always wait outside library for me." I said looking away.

"I'll always wait for you." He said and it was so good hearing it from him. But he didn't mean it of course. One can never wait for someone always. "What are you doing with this girl?" I heard a girl saying it. It felt like an insult the way she said 'this'. I was wondering the same thing.

Why is he with me?

"Rosie, shut up." Ryan said annoyed. She sat beside him, her side touching his. I didn't like it at all. I wanted to push her away from Ryan. Thankfully, Ryan flinched away from her and said "I told you to keep your distance." He looked at me and my face must have told him how much I was hating her.

Rosie moved closer to him. In a sudden moment, I was in Ryan's arms again. He had carried me bridal style again and was walking away from her. I liked it way much than I should.

"Who was she?" I asked trying to control my jealousy. He smiled and said "Rosie and her friends always irritate the life out of me. I just don't like her. Few guys from football would diss me for not wanting her. I just don't like her." I was a little confused.

"why would you not want her? She's like perfect, perfect big ass, perfect straight blonde hair with green eyes. Perfectly confident. Of course they will dis you." I said a little fluently. He laughed. "I don't like perfect. Really. Plus she's a little slutty." I was more confuse now.

Who doesn't like perfect?

I didn't like perfect too before I met Ryan. But still I feel like perfect is just fake. No one is perfect...but Ryan.

He held me one handed and opened the door of our dorm. He carried me in and all eyes were on us. Piper and Katie looked like they were about to happy dance. Zack just smiled.

But I couldn't read William's reaction. It was like he was saying told ya!

Then I noticed he was looking at Ryan and in response Ryan shook his head sadly. "she's got an injury on her leg, that's why I carried her." He said sadly and everyone's expressions turned sad. They didn't pay much attention to me then.

Ryan placed me on my bed. "I'll be here if you need anything. You won't be able to walk for about four or five days, so I have to register your leave." Ryan said as if it was obvious. I didn't even think about it.

How thoughtful I thought.

He left the room then. I called Alex, she picked it up immediately. "I miss you so much, it's been so long..." she said faking sad. I laughed and said "I didn't miss you much and I have so much stuff to tell you, you'll go nuts." I told her everything about Ryan, how his blue eyes shine when he's happy. How he always fingers through his hair when he's nervous. How I felt when he was sleeping on me.

I ended call after half an hour. Someone knocked on my door and stupidly I said "Ryan?" he came in and said "Faith." it felt so good after hearing my name in his voice. He came and sat beside me almost touching. I moved a little closer to him. He smiled and held my hand. We talked about random stuff. If there was nothing to say we would just trace each other's hands or I would just stare at him endlessly. It was never awkward.