Rylee's pov
"Yeah Rylee I'm gonna buy you McDonald's" Kira says rolling her eyes as I smile knowing I kinda won.
"So I'm gonna go back in my little world and let you cry on your papers as I go to cry on mine-"
"Ry-" Kira calls me as I stand up grabbing me by my wrist almost making me fall back down tripping on my feet.
"What now?" I ask tired.
"Listen....what if....can we give you a checkup?"
"Oh I hope you're kidding" I say standing up chuckling.
"No please wait-" she grabs me again.
"You really have to stop to pull on the floor"
"Sorry" she shrugs smiling cheekily "please, think about it. It's a win-win situation-" she tries to makes this exited.
"Oh but I don't see the part where I win-"
"When was the last time you had a checkup?" she asks.
"Looks like my businesses!"
"Come on pleaseee, there's nothing harmful in that-"
"But why don't you do this on each other!"
"We already did! At least 5 times and we didn't change!"
"Alright but what if I don't want to?"
"Remember that icecream you loved-"
"You won't buy me with foods anymore"
"Pleeease, I'll clean up your room-"
"I find my order in my disorder"
"I'll let you wear that dress you wanted at the show!"
"I would have stole it anyway!"
"Come on please, don't you pity us?"
I look at them, and then back to her
Maybe a bit.
"You decided this, I don't see why I have to pay the price-"
"She's right guys, just let her go. She doesn't have to feel obligated" that guys, Harry, tells gently.
I liked his accent.
Was it british?
"On what side are you Harry?" asks Ally.
"We're not talking about sides, but rights. And she can say no if she doesn't want to do this" he says.
I don't know if he was using some kind of inversed psychology, but I have to admit it was nice of him say that.
"What would you do if I say yes?" I ask annoyed seeing her eyes lights up.
"Just a check up! Basic things"
"Alright, but you own me one babe" I tell her and she claps her hands exited.
"I'm gonna pick the bag" she tells going in the other room leaving me with this weirdos.
"Do we have safe words?" I yell at her laughing.
"Do you have any other illness?" Asks Julian.
"And you?"
"I asked you first!"
"If you ask first, you answer first!"
I hear a little chuckles behind me but I try to not get distracted.
"If we have to give you a check up we have to know some of your medical history-"
"Don't get too comfy, I'm already doing this for you"
