Only You

Chapter Nine

Hello all of my readers! I just wanted to thank you for reading, you have no idea how much it means to me! I also wanted to apologize for not uploading in a while, but I am today! Last night was prom so clearly I wasn’t going to get anything done that day. It was the best prom I’ve attended!

Anyway, here’s the next chapter! Enjoy!

Lo

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Chapter Nine

Ryder

Ally confuses the hell out of me, honestly. She can see the intimate relationship that may or may not be going on with her brother and his best friend, but she can’t even see the way I feel about her. Either she’s just choosing to ignore it, or she’s just oblivious.

I loved her.

Silly, right?

I feel like a damn girl with all of these damn feelings, but I can’t help it. It makes sense with the way I was acting with Henry, how I felt last year at prom, how if I don’t distract myself, I think of something that’s not appropriate with Ally.

All this time, which you can call me an idiot, I thought it was just because I was close to a girl. Honestly, it made sense in my head. She wasn’t like all those girls that I hooked up with, Ally is someone I care about, and I would probably lose myself if I lost her. Then again, those are things I’ll never admit to.

My stupidity tonight made me realize how important she was to me and how amazing she really is. Honestly, I was surprised that she even forgave me to begin with, but I know it’s not that simple. She’s going to ask what was really wrong, and she’s going to hold me on a short leash, but I don’t care. I would be stupid to let something so silly ruin our friendship, especially with what she’s going through.

I love everything about Ally, though I just ignored it before. I love how she had such strong emotions or how she was one hundred percent honest with the way she felt. I love the way she fights for what she wants, instead of watching life go by. I love the way her face lights up when she talks about something she’s really passionate about, or how she’s really easy to talk to. I love that she knows what I’m feeling, a majority of the time, and I don’t even have to say anything.

And though I hated to admit it, I love that she gives me these stupid girly butterfly feelings that scared me shitless. Why? It made me realize I have something to live for, and yet, here I am, screwing everything up.

As she was curled up next to me, I couldn’t help but look over and study her features. As creepy as it probably was, I didn’t care, well, until she caught me, because it’s always an image I can never get out of my head. Her body was perfect in my arms, almost like she belonged right there. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun and her face looked so childlike. Looking at her right now made you think that she wasn’t watching her dad die.

One of her little hands was cupped in my own, and I rubbed my thumb on the top of her hand. Just her hand being in mine sent a smile on my face.

Ah, hell, I was turning into a damn girl.

When I stopped thinking so much about her, I finally started to drift off into sleep, but Tyler and Adam stomping and banging through the house had vanished any tiredness I felt.

“Why did you let me take you to a bar?” Adam complained. It had to be Tyler that was banging things around and pounding on the walls. However, Tyler seemed unphased, with the way he was giggling like a girl.

“Because you love me.” He slurred, then laughed even louder uncontrollably.  I held my breath, wondering if that was sarcastic or not. Call me whatever you want, but if someone wakes me up banging around like that, of course I would be listening to what they’re saying.