My dads, best friends, son

Chapter 22

"Shut up Bree she's coming," I whisper.

"I send a text to Kayla saying that Jordan is entering Starbucks.

We come out from our hiding spot, we walking and we order two plain coffees. when we get it we walk over to the table that Kayla and Jordan are sitting on, I pretend to trip over Kaylas foot and spill the coffee all over Jordan. great the plan is working so far.

Gasps erupt from the people that's surround us.

"You fucking dumb ass bitch!" She screaches.

Just then Bree pretends to not be paying attention and bumps into her spilling her coffee all over her.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" She apologizes falsely.

Just them I burst out laughing, which is followed by everyone in the coffee shop.

Jordan starts to cry and runs off. just then, I feel something in the pit of my stomach. is that guilt?

It shouldn't be, she had this coming. ugh why do I have to be guilty. I mentally face palm my self.

Just then everything goes silent when I cough.

I just laugh it off along with everyone else.

***

"And then she started to cry and stormed outa there!" Bree explains to my brothers and Zach laughing. I laugh along with them all.

"Damn," Alex laughs, "the bitch had it coming though,"

"Really she did, she should know by now not to go into Clare's room without permission," drew laughs.

I just laugh with Bree and Kayla.

I look at Ryan, and he is has a small smile, I follow his glance and it is directed toward Bree laughing.

Awe Ryan has a crush. but I'm not allowing this, he is a total player. I'm not allowing my new best friend to get hurt...

***

(Ryan's POV oooo)

I watch as clare laugh with Kayla and her.

Why does she have to be so beautiful? I know clare won't allow me to date her. ugh.

I feel someone's stare and i find out its Clare. I feel my cheeks hear up, I know she caught me staring.

She just chuckles and begins to have a conversation with her friends.

I sigh and walk to my room.

(Clare's POV)

"Babe can I talk to you?" Zach asks me.

I smile and nod.

He leads me to the kitchen.

"I have known that this time was coming, but I really don't want this to end our relationship," he says nervously.

"What are you talking about,"

"I have to move back with my parents," he says.

"But that's like 6 hours away," I say.

He nods.

I feel like my heart is crumbling down. "w-we can make this work r-right?" I stutter.

"Of course we can, I just want us to be able to see each other," he says.

I nod, I feel the tears sting the back of my eyes. Soon enough they are pouring out of my eyes.

He hugs me and repeatedly says that we will make it work.

But then he says something that every guy has been afraid to tell me. because no guy ever could.

"I love you,"

And that when I find my self saying it back, "I love you too,"