Chapter 9

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AN: Lucky people you are ;) so here's Chapter 9, I wasn't expecting to get it up today, but I'm slacking on my house work so I could get it done. So here it is. I hope you enjoy it. You might even get Chapter 10 later on depending on how long it takes me to get some things done. I love you all, thank you for reading! let me know what you think!

Ryan’s POV

I stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist before walking back into Alison’s room. She was sat in a bean bag chair in front of a window strumming her guitar.  It was a familiar tune. One I knew all too well. Otherside.

I walked silently to her bed and sat down, not letting her know I was there. I wanted to just listen. Listen to her voice as she sang, and to the strumming of her guitar. It was amazing.  As she finished the song, I began to clap. Alison quickly turned around to face me, a look of shock across her face.

“How long have you been there?” She asked.

“Just for that song.” I answered.

“Oh.” She said as she stood up and placed her guitar on its stand in the corner of the room.

“You’re really good Ali.” I stated.

“Thanks.” Was all she said before walking over to her suitcase, which still hadn’t been unpacked, and grabbing a set of pajamas. “I’m getting a shower.” She stated before walking into her bathroom and closing the door.

A clicking sound showed that she locked the door, and before long the shower could be heard. I picked up my phone and unlocked it, opening a new text to Ben.

To: Ben

Shorts to borrow?

About a minute later there was a knock on the door and I got up to answer it. I opened the door to find Ben standing there holding a pair of basketball shorts with a confused expression on his face.

“I want to question why you had to take a shower, when I could tell you had one before you came over earlier. But I don’t think I want to know.” He said with a smirk.

“Its best you don’t ask.” I stated.

“Next you’re going to try to tell me that my sister tried to seduce you so you had to take a cold shower.” He said laughed.

I looked away and felt heat come to my face as I bit my lip.

“Oh my god. No. No Ryan. I won’t accept that. Dude that is my sister!” He lowly shouted.

“She started it!” I lowly shouted back.

“That is no fucking excuse Lewis!” he said.

“What’s going on?” Tricia asked from behind Ben.

“Nothing.” Ben and I said in sync.

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