Tap.. Tap. tAP
What the..
Tap...TAP.. Mumble..Tap
I groaned and looked around my room to find the clock sitting on my bedside.
3:08
Tap..Tap
I looked over to my window, before groaning and walked over cautiously, grabbing my brothers baseball bat which I dont know why is in my room.
I slide the window up and grabbed the bat ready to attack with something hit my boob.
"oUCH, What in hogwarts is throwing pebbles at my window!" I looked down at the attacker.
"Sorry!" It slurrped. Hold on that voice is familiar.
I squinted my eyes to make out the attacker of my hurting boob. Is that Ryder? I could make out his sharp jawline and his brown eyes glistened in the moonlight and did i mention they were boodshoot red! Yep that's Ryder, a very drunk, half high, hot might I add looking Ryder.
"Why the heck are you throwing pebbles at my window at three in the morning Ryder!" I whisper-yelled. "Are you drunk?" I asked clearly stating the obvious.
"Yes-I mean No, Okay im drunk I just need your help"He slurred/said.
"Um, Didn't it come over your mind that your house is like-I dont know there," I pointed to his house aka window.
"I'm not that drunk-" He stopped midsentence when he tripped over his own feet. "Okay scratch that" He said trying to get to his feet but failing.
Oh I HAD to film this. I grabbed my phone off my bedside and started to record him slipping over his own feet. Queue Shawn Mendes Stitches.
I know, I know, It's mean but It's really funny. I looked over to a very frustrated drunk Ryder.
Actually I should help him now. I tiptoed down the hall to the front door.
My mum was out on a night shift and my brother was a heavy sleeper. I walked over to the side of the house where there was a tree in between Mine and Ryders window but i don't know he was in a state of climbing.
I stood amused by his apperence, he was having a go at the tree.
"Ryder, I need my sleep so-" I extended my arm for him to get up. Damn, he's heavy not in a fat way in a damn your muscles are heavy way "-can you go into your house and go to sleep" I said yawning.
"Thats what i wouldve done," He stopped and put on a look of thought. "What was saying?" He looked at me dumbfounded.
I groaned. "You were saying that your going to go into your house and into your bed"
He looked confused.
"Why would I say that when my mum warned me not to go out and i still did?" He said in a duh tone.
"So that doesn't explain why your tappping at my window at 3 in the morning, Ryder!" I whisper yelled.
Just then a light from Ryder's house flickered to life. I grabbed Ryder's arm and pulled him into the shadows in between our houses, Ryder was totally caught offguard because he stubbled into me, sending me flying into the tree behind us.
My back hit the tree with a thump. Ouch. I glared at a confused Ryder.
We both stayed really quiet until the light turned off.
"Ril--eeeyy, are we playing spys, cause i wanna be James Bond," Ryder exclaimed childishly.
"Keep it down or you're gonna pay for this," I hissed getting up and brushing the dust off my butt.
"Ryder, seriously what are you playing at just call one of your friends." I told him.
"What makes you think my friends care about me except Chase they are all fake to the bone." He said with a serious expression that made me think he sobered up for a secound there but he had to ruin it by having a sudden outburst.
"oMg there is a unicorn peeing rainbows behind you and-" I cut him off by placing my hand over his soft, beautiful lips. Wait what?
"Shut up, Ryder. There are no unicorns here although I wish there were." I hushed him.
He looked down at my hand and smiled against my hand. "Your hands are soft and i bet your lips are too." He muffled against my hand, the nerve he has.
I removed my hand immediatly blushing.
"Your so cute when you blush," He slurred. "by the way i wanted to ask if i can sleep over at your house because im live bate in my house."
I froze.
What?! Did Ryder West want to sleep at my house?
SLEEP
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SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN FOREVER I JUST DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO GO ABOUT WITH THE STORY.
I DON'T REALLY LIKE THIS CHAPTER BUT WHAT DO YOU THINK?
gossp girl xoxox
BTW DO YOU SHIP RILEY AND RYDER? Fyi they aren't gonna do it sorry to kill your joy *wink**wink*
Hope you enjoy the cliffhanger. Till next time.
Love you ALL,
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Karma On The BadBoy
Roman pour AdolescentsMeet Riley James, funny, quirky and also the typical, bullied nerd of her old school with the fewest of friends, but when her mom gets a job in California she gets the oppitunity of a new life. Now meet Ryder West, his attire screams badboy and his...