Chapter Eighteen: Uh oh.

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3rd person's POV:

Soon enough the movie had ended and Kaitlyn insisted they watched It Chapter Two. Ryan and Dylan had been reluctant; feeling too fed up with Pennywise and The Losers. But decided not to argue with Kaitlyn because it wasn't worth it. Arguing with her was like arguing with a brick wall.

As the movie reached the scene where the little girl was devoured by Pennywise under the bleachers, Dylan had fallen asleep, his head resting on Ryan's shoulder.

"Pfft."

Ryan scoffed as a small blush creeped onto his cheeks, listening to Dylan's soft breathing while his eyelids fluttered in dream.

Ryan lifted a hand and placed it on top of Dylan's head while smiling to himself.

"Hey Ryan. Make some more popcorn."

Kaitlyn ordered from her comfortable position.

"Sorry, can't."

Ryan stated with a grin and Kaitlyn turned to face him.

"What do you mea- Oh."

Kaitlyns growl was replaced by a sigh.

"He's so boring. He always does that in the middle of the best movies."

She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the tv.

"'Best movies', huh?"

Ryan snickered to himself and Kaitlyn snapped her gaze back over to him.

"What did you say?"

She glowered.

"Nothing."

Ryan confirmed, twisting his fingers through Dylan's soft hair.

"Whatever, Faggot."

Kaitlyn remarked, turning away.

"Hey, you can't say anything."

Ryan narrowed his eyes.

"Whatever."

Kaitlyn dismissed him, flipping him off while Ryan rolled his eyes.

Ryan eventually began to drift asleep, comforted by Dylan's warmth beside him as he entwined their hands.

Ryan's eyes began to close gradually but flicked back open as his phone buzzed.

He expressed a sigh of annoyance before releasing his hand gently from Dylan's and releasing his phone from his pocket.

Unknown Number has sent a new message.

Ryan stared at the notification with confusion, someone must've mistaken him for someone else. He entered his phone and clicked on the contact, Ryan's eyes scanned over the text.

Unknown Number: Hey, remember me? Sorry for the incident at the bar earlier today.

Ryan pieced everything together and realized with a pang of shock and horror that this was Ashley.

( I know Ry-Guy isn't what she named his contact on her phone but I'm just going to use it so things don't get confusing<3 )

Ry-Guy: How did you get my number?

Unknown Number: Hello to you too. If you didn't remember, my name's Ashley ;)

Ry-Guy: Yes, I know. But you didn't answer my question.

Unknown Number: You gave it to me, remember??

Ry-Guy: I don't recall. Anyway, why are you talking to me?

Unknown Number: Wow, rude. I'm talking to you because I'm bored and you're not boring silly! 😉

Ry-Guy: I have a boyfriend. Please just delete my number. I don't want to talk to you, I know what you want and what you're trying to do so just stop.

Unknown Number: Oh come on! Maybe I was mistaken, you are boring. 🙄

Ry-Guy: At least I don't go around trying to pull taken guys.

Unknown Number: Hey. You approached me first!

Ry-Guy: I did not. You stupid bitch. Just leave me alone, I'm not interested.

Unknown Number: I can't believe how rude you are. But no, I'm not finished.

Ry-Guy: Well I am. So piss off.

Unknown Number: No.

Ryan ignored her last message, turning off his phone and eyeing Dylan's peaceful sleeping body beside his. Ryan smiled gently and snuggled closer to the boy, soon falling asleep. Which would be a decision he would soon regret..

(Author: Heyy, I know I'm evil so no need to remind me<3 I made this short chapter in advance for a long one upcoming. So I'm sorry for this one being rather small. And yes, I left a cliffhanger for a reason. 😈😈 Hope you enjoyed this little snicket, alot of drama upcoming!!)

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