UNREQUITED LOVE

CHAPTER THREE

-UNREQUITED LOVE-

CHAPTER THREE

RILEY'S POV

By quarter to ten I was ready. I was dressed in short navy blue shorts, a white vest top that had 'I'm so hot I make ice cubes melt' in black lettering and a pair of black Gucci heels. I'd french braided my hair and propped it over my left shoulder. All I needed to do now was my make up. I opted for smokey eyes and nude lips.

Just as I was done, I heard Luke's car pull up so I quickly grabbed my RayBan's and propped the on my head, careful not to mess my braid up.

I skipped to his car just as he was getting out.

"Damn, lookin fiiine," He wolf whistled, emphasising on 'fine', getting back in.

"I know, " I grinned cockily. "your not so bad yourself."

He was dressed in dark well fitted jeans, Adidas high tops and a hoodie.

"I need to get wasted man, just realised I'm sharing the same shift as Ryan tomorrow." I added.

"Good plan." He grinned.

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Four hours later I had well and truly lost my mind. I was so high i couldn't focus on one thing for more than 8 seconds.

Sad i know. Getting hooked up on drugs because a guy rejected me. I always thougt myself better than that but clearly I was wrong.

Or maybe it was because the guy was Ryan. my Ryan. my best-friend-since-i-was-eight-Ryan.

The one and only.

"Right, come one, Munchkin. I'm taking you home, looks like you've had way too much fun. God help you at work tomorrow." Luke said, picking me up off the couch, where I was squashed between two random people I didn't know, sharing a joint.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and rested my head in the crook of his neck.

Usually it would be Ryan doing this -taking care of me when I lost control at a party.

God i missed him so bad.

"Lukey," I mumbled sleepily as he carried me to his car.

"Hmm?" He put me in the passenger seat carefully.

"I really miss him."

"I know." He replied as he got in the other side.

"My heart hurts. Really bad."

"It'll get better." He kissed the top of my head and started driving.

"Promise?"

"Cross my heart and hope to die."

Content with his answer i snuggled into the seat and fell asleep.

***

I woke up again when i heard him slamming his door shut. I looked around blearily.

"Where am i?" I asked confused. I couldn't see properly because of how dark it was.

"Home, Munchkin." Luke yawned. picking me up and walking to my building. Thankfully my apartment was only on the second floor so he only had to climb one set of stairs.

"What time is is?"

"Nearly 3. Go back to sleep, you have work tomorrow morning."

"OK stay over. It's too late to drive all the way back to yours." I mumbled already half asleep.

He took me to my bedroom and laid me on the bed. He then took off my shoes and jumped in taking off his hoodie after kicking off his high tops.

I moved closer to him trying to get comfortable. My french braid was hurting my head though. I groaned.

"Lukey." i whined, pointing to my hair.

"You are so high maintenance!" He chuckled taking my hairband out and running his fingers through my hair to take out the braid. "I dont know how ryan puts up with you."

"Takes eleven years of practise." I joked and was instantly dead to the world.

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