You're The Type Of Boy Who Likes Girls [BxB]

Chapter 2

A few days have passed and everything is chaotic. The boy who saw us in the hall have been watching us when we're together during practice but nothing more. At practice, I sit against the wall and do homework. Well, I try to anyways. Sometimes I get catch myself staring at Ryder. During the time where Ryder practices by himself, I don't hide to watch him. I watch him as I help him with things he needs.

The passed few days have been nice, we talk, we laugh, we kiss. But.. Only when no one is watching. I don't know the exact reason why. Is it because he's uncomfortable? Does he think I'll get embarrassed? It it because he wants to keep playing on the team?

Does he not like me?

It's Wednesday. The team is preparing for another game this next Friday. I'm in my usual corner trying to concentrate on homework as I try to ignore the stone in my stomach.

Ryder might not love me the way I love him. He might not even like me. I sigh and shake my head as if that'll get the thoughts to leave me alone. I could just ask him, but what if that ends badly and he actually tells me to my face that he could never love anyone like me.

I don't notice that I'm bending my pencil till it snaps and sends pain through my arms. Some of the team member glance at me and shrug but Ryder looks at me with a worried expression on his face.

I set my books aside and leave the gym. I just need some fresh air, yeah. That'll make me rationalize the problem. I hardly take ten steps outside when I hear Ryder's voice.

"Hey, Jackson. You okay?" He asks. I turn to face him. I feel sick. He cocks his head to the side and raises his right eyebrow. I love it when he does that. I swallow a lump in my throat and nod.

He shakes his head sadly and takes another step towards me. With every step he takes forward, I take one back. When he notices, he straightens himself out and frowns. "Jackson.." He whispers.

I try to smile to the best of my ability. "Yes?" I pretend like everything's normal. I can't let this ruin us. Ruin me. I don't want him to tell me that he doesn't love me. I'd rather have a lie, but I don't think I can last much longer without spilling everything.

I look down and don't notice Ryder walking closer to me. I get engulfed in a hug. Would he do this if his team was watching? I push him away from me. I take a look in his eyes: pain. I frown. "I don't think this will work, Ryder. Just, please leave me alone, okay?" I try my best not to yell. I can't look him in the eye.

I rush past him and head into the gym. His team is still practicing like he never left. As I grab my things, I notice that kid watching me. Does he know what happened? I wouldn't be surprised if he watched us without us knowing... Again.

I leave the gym and don't bother looking at the door where Ryder is standing just on the other side. I head straight home.

"Oh. Hello, Jackson. I thought you'd be home later. How was your day?" My mom blabbers on and on as she makes dinner. I give her a small smile and grab an apple from the fridge. "Practice ended early and I figured I'd do my homework in my room." I say. She nods politely. "All right, I'll call you when dinners ready." She says as she puts roast in the oven.

I'm upstairs in my room actually getting somewhere with my homework when he walks in. "Uh. Your mom said that you'd be up here." Ryder mumbles as he rubs the back of his neck. I only glance at him for a second before I look back down at my physics book.

"Jackson, I want answers." He says, his voice sounding more confidant. I close my eyes. I love his voice. I open my eyes again and smiles innocently. "Ask away." I reply. His eyes grow cold as he closes the door. My moms going to yell at me later because of that. I'm not aloud to be alone with guys in my room when the door is closed.

I mark my book and close it. I gesture to my desk chair as I lean against the wall in my bed. "Why?" He asks as he sits in the chair. I raise an eyebrow. "Why what?"

"Why did you tell me to leave you alone?"

I shift uncomformably. I told him to leave me alone so I didn't have to tell him. "Because I want you to leave me alone." I reply. He sighs and slouches in the chair. He looks so defeated. "I want the truth, Jackson."

I lock my jaw and point to the door. "Out." Is the only word I manage to say. I feel his eyes burn into mine as he stands. I hold my breath. I don't want him to leave but I don't want him to tell me he hates me and never liked me.

He doesn't leave. He doesn't even head in the right direction. It's hard to breathe. He heads to my bed and moves my books aside. "I said I want the truth, Jackson." He repeats as he slowly leans into me. I lean as far back as I can against the wall. He gets close to my ear. "Jackson Blake Pitch." He whispers.

My heart melts, but I still shake my head. I close my eyes because they start to water. Ryder gets onto the bed and pins me to the wall. One of his legs are between mine and his other leg is on the outer side my left leg. His arms cage me between him and the wall. My heart is beating so loudly.

"I..," I take a shaky breath, "I didn't want you to tell me you hate me." Am I crying? "I didn't want you to tell me that you never liked me." Why am I telling him this? "Because." My voice cracks. "Because I love you." I wipe away a stream of warm tears from my face.

I see a blurry version of Ryder and he looks pained. I mumble an apology and bring my knees to my chest. I hide my face in my knees and I feel the weight on the bed shift. I feel Ryder wrap his arm around my shoulders. He hugs me tightly.

He talks to me in a calm tone. "Why would you ever think that I never liked you?" He asks. I cry even harder. "Because.. Because you only talk to me when we're alone. I thought you were embarrassed because of me or you were uncomfortable. Then I thought that you never liked me so you didn't want to pretend in front of everyone." I explain.

He's quiet for a few minutes. I calm down and stop crying but I can tell my face is all red and puffy. I feel his chest rise as he takes a deep breath. He hesitates, "I'm sorry. I didn't want you to feel like that, I just.. I just didn't want you to feel awkward or worry about my place on the team.. That's all." He snuggles his face into my neck and I smile a little.

I turn and take his face into my hands. I kiss him to try to tell him everything. That I'm sorry, that I love him, and that we'll probably get walked in on pretty soon. I don't think he got that last part because he doesn't laugh and he just kisses me back. Soon he has me pinned to the bed.

"Wait." I say before anything happens. He rolls off of me and lays next to me, holding my hand. "Waiting." He says. I chuckle as we both stare at the ceiling. "My mom doesn't like it when my door is closed if there's another boy in here." I tell him. He nods slowly. "Should probably open it, then." He says. I nod back.

We sit up and I crawl over him. I almost trip and fall onto my face as I try to get off he bed but I fix myself before I hit the ground. Ryder claps as I walk to the door with my pink face.