⚪Seth's P.O.V.⚪
I woke up to my alarm clock beeping loudly in my ear. I reached over and shut it off, letting out a yawn. I looked down at the floor where Riley was sleeping.
He was still sleeping peacefully, apparently not awoken by the loud beeping. I stood up, carefully stepping over him and going over to my closet. I took out a shirt and turned around, a bit surprised when I saw Riley sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"Hey," he yawned.
"Did I wake you up?" I asked quietly.
"Yeah."
"Sorry," I apologized, going to my dresser and taking out a pair of jeans. "My mom said she's going to take you shopping when she gets off work later. She's getting off at six today I think."
"Shopping?" He asked, puzzled for some reason. "Why?"
"To get some clothes that fit," I laughed.
"Oh..." he trailed off. "I didn't realize she'd let me stay long enough for me to need new clothes."
"I bet she'll let you stay as long as you have to," I smiled, looking away from him to hide it, "which could be a while."
"I guess..."
I looked back at him. He was frowning. He looked like he could cry again.
I walked over to him and sat in front of him on his bed.
"Can you please tell me what happened?" I asked in a low voice.
⚫Riley's P.O.V.⚫
He sat in front of me, asking me to tell him what happened. He looked concerned, worried even.
Should I? No...
"Please, you can trust me," Seth said softly.
I want to trust him. What if he and his family are like my dad?
"It's nothing," I lied, hugging my knees to my chest. He could obviously tell I was lying.
"Please tell me, Riley, it's obviously important," he said. Those were the same words my mom had used. I lost it.
I tried to hold it back, but I couldn't. I started crying again, harder than before.
⚪Seth's P.O.V.⚪
He's crying again...
"Riley, don't cry," I soothed, trying to comfort him. It wasn't really working. His sobs were so loud, I was sure my mom could hear from downstairs.
I moved next to him, putting my arm around his shoulders. He leaned into me and I put my other arm around him in a hug. He still had his knees to his chest, hiding his face.
"Shh, don't cry, Riley," I repeated softly. I felt his tears on my chest, realizing that I still wasn't wearing a shirt.
He was shaking really hard, and he couldn't stop crying. I looked up to see my mom in the doorway.
"Riley?" She asked softly.
He sniffed, leaning into me more. I tightened my arms around him, hugging him closer. I glanced over at the clock, noticing that I had missed the bus. I looked up at my mom.
"I'll call you in sick, you haven't had a sick day this year," she said softly, walking out of the room.
I looked down at Riley, who seemed to be calming down.
What did I say that upset him?
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Romance"Seth," I said, "you have to get up." Nothing. "Seth," I persisted. His chest rose and fell steadily, telling me he was still asleep. I tapped his arm. He didn't wake up. "Seth, come on," I said, hitting his arm harder. He opened his eyes, looking...