chapter 31 » tbh

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hi guys - this chapter will be sort of... tumblirish like. if you want , listen to some songs that are tumblurish I guess. thanks , madeline levine green {m.l.g.} also, this chapter will contain the words 'to be honest' a lot
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Rydel

Riker's soft lips left little kisses on my neck, making me shiver at the touch. I was on his lap, facing forwards with my back faced his way. One of his hands was on my waist, with his thumb rubbing it slowly, and the other one on my leg that was covered up by my knee high shorts. A small moan escaped from my now parted lips just as Riker slowly fixed my shirt so that it was now revealing half of my back. I bit on my lip, then grabbed Riker's hand that was on my leg. He stopped with my neck, then turned me around so that I was now facing the blonde. He turned my position so that I was now facing him, whilst staring into his mesmerizing hazel eyes

My legs wrapped themselves around his waist, and his arms wrapped around my waist. I looked down at my legs, noticing the erection that was slowly making his jeans tighter than they are right now. I looked up at him, only to meet his eyes once more. Just as my breathing hitched at the touch of his hand slowly going up my back, he slowly leaned in. His hand was now on my neck, and his lips were only centimeters away from mine. He stared down at mine's, then looked back up into my eyes, "Your so beautiful." He whispered, pressing his lips on mine. They slowly started moving, and I kissed back at him, savoring every second that was spared

My hand was still intertwined with his, the metal of his rings touching my skin. I pulled away, earning myself a glare and a low growl from Riker. To be honest, I actually find it kinda attractive that Riker does that whenever I pull away from intense kisses, although this kiss wasn't so intense as most kisses, it was just sweet and romantic, yet another kiss that always made me melt inside. My thoughts were interrupted by Riker pecking my lips then picking me off of our bed (we were in our room) then placing me down on the floor carefully and slowly. My arms were wrapped around his neck, pulling him close

I took my arms off of him, looking in his warm eyes that were staring back at me. I smiled, grabbing my lines to practice for Teenage Dirtbags. I had to go to the set to start shooting the first episode with the rest of the cast. I kissed his cheek, then walked out of our room, leaving Riker behind there with his lip pouted. I smiled, then walked down the carpeted stairs and into the living room where I grabbed my keys from the coffee table then walked out the house, making sure to lock it before I left. I walked to my car, a typical white/grey Ford that I had bought with my own money. It was in California when Riker and I left to come here

But mom had someone drive it here to Miami before we got here, so when Riker and I first arrived here to Miami, the car was already here. Anyways, after I climbed in, I turned on the radio just as a typical and random Ariana Grande song started playing on the radio. I sang along to the lyrics because it was one of my favorite songs from her. Her voice was just so soothing, yet it can still do high notes. I took a turn on the street from where our house was at, then started driving to where the set was. To be honest, I'm not gonna lie about this, I'm really afraid of what's going to happen when Teenage Dirtbags gets famous

There are so many people that want to hurt other people just because they want the fame, money, and all the attention that the famous people already have. I'm afraid someone's going to hurt me for that, and I know I have Riker by my side all the time, literally, but they could have a plan to kidnap me while he's not by my side. Okay, calm yourself down, Rydel, nothing will happen. My phone starts ringing, the screen lighting up with Riker's contact name as babe. I smiled to myself then answered it, pressing the green button and placing it on speaker, just in case. "Hello?" I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear

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