Night Ryder

Chapter 5

Faith's P.O.V.

"Ok, so I'll see you tomorrow. I have to get this one home." Marley says to Dean once we walk out of the bar. She throws her arm around my shoulder and pulls me to her.

I am so thankful to be out of there. Between Marley and Dean eye raping each other every five minutes and Ryder's constant need to flirt with every girl in the place, it's been a long night. All I can think about now is my big bed and warm sheets.

"I thought you'd wanna come over though." Dean whines like a child. Must be the beer.

For a second Marley looks conflicted and gives me a pleading smile to help her out. I have no choice but to give in if I want to keep the first friends I've made here. Right as I'm about to open my mouth I'm interrupted by Dean.

"Ryder can take Faith home. Can't you Ryder?" At the mention of this my cheeks turn red. I don't know why but the thought of being alone in a car with Ryder scares yet intrigues me.

"Sure. Let's go." Ryder says and I swear my eyeballs pop out of my skull. I didn't actually expect him to say yes. Dean bro hugs him and drags Marley to her car while she says waves goodbye to me.

"I'll see you tomorrow!" She yells and I wave back. I turn around slowly to see Ryder staring down at me. I quickly move my gaze back to the ground to try and avoid any possible eye contact with him. His eyes are the prettiest shade of blue and whenever I look into them I feel like I'm drowning in the ocean. What is wrong with me?

"You don't have to take me home. I can call a taxi." I tell him.

"It's fine." I just nod. I feel bad he has too do this. I'm not his problem.

"Really." He adds when he sees my expression. 

He begins to walk to his car in the back of the parking lot with me trailing behind him. He unlocks the door and hops in. I follow suit and sit in the passenger seat. I buckle my seat belt and sit back.

He has one nice car. Must have cost him a fortune.

"I love your car." I tell him truthfully. It just became my dream car.

"Thanks. It's kind of my pride and joy." He jokes and I laugh. I can tell he really does love this thing by the way his eyes light up when he talks about it. It makes him even more beautiful than he already is.

He must sense my gaze on him because he turns his head to me. I quickly look away and hide behind my hair in embarrassment. I can hear a slight chuckle coming from him and I know my face is strawberry red by now.

"So where am I taking you?" He asks and I give him directions to my apartment. I don't know why but his mood has gotten surprisingly better. Not that he was rude or anything before, but he seems so much more genuine now. He's actually a really cool guy.

Stop it Faith. You saw the way he acted with all those other girls. You don't need that. You don't need him. What would your parents say?

My subconscious is right. Despite his new mood he's still a player and I need to be careful around him.

We pull into my driveway and I turn to face him. 

"Thank you. You really didn't have to do this." I remind him.

"I know I didn't."

Ok? Not knowing how to respond to that I open the door and hop out. I lean back down and pop my head inside the car.

"Really though. Thank you. It was nice meeting you." I stick my hand out to shake his.

He gives me a confused look before sticking his hand out and shaking mine. I then realize how stupid I look so I quickly snatch my hand back and give him a nervous smile. He smiles back at me and I feel my insides warm up. He has the prettiest smile.

"You're welcome and it was nice meeting you too. I'll see you around." He says and I shut the door. He waits till I'm completely inside to leave. Once I shut the door behind me I lock it and run to my bathroom for a nice hot shower.

After I get dressed I lay down on my bed and think about today's events. Especially any part that has to do with Ryder.

There's something about him that intrigues me more than it should. His smile and laugh make me weak in the knees. I've never felt this way before and it scares me.

To get my mind off things I grab my journal and favorite pen.

I know, who has a favorite pen? Well I do. I've used the same pen since I started writing in middle school. Most people have a horse shoe, necklace, or coin as their lucky charm. Nope, not me. I have a pen.

I lay on my stomach and begin to write.

They say fire consumes everything in its path leaving behind no trace of life. And to me, he was a fire.

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Author's note:

Sorry it took so long to update yall. I've been very busy lately but I'm making more time each week for writing. This chapter is a little shorter than usual but I'll make up for it in the next update.

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And for all the US readers, how was your thanksgiving?

Goodnight!!!