I sigh. "Sometimes he can just be too much, ya know?" I say to Madden. He nods.
"And then he trashed my friends out of protection and he thinks I'm not gonna be mad, ya know?" He nods again.
"Like I'm happy he's here... But sometimes he just goes over board, ya know?" He nods.
"And really I know why he does it but sometimes it just gets on my nerves, ya know?" He nods.
"You haven't done this before have you?" I ask him. He looks at me then gives me a little nod.
"Sorry, I haven't really dealt with a girl and her boyfriend troubles," he says. I laugh.
"Yeah right, anyways it's fine you can go back inside... Did you say boyfriend?" I ask him. He nods.
"You guys are boyfriend and girlfriend right?" He asks.
"First of all, he is my best friend and second of all, he is gay," I say to him.
"Ohhhh," He says. I smile. "So no dating?" He asks. I laugh.
"No Madden, we're not dating," I say.
"Anyways you can go back to the water park if you want, even tho you were here first, I bet you don't want to stay here and listen to me rant," I say.
"Hey, I need to make sure your ok if I want to score bonus points," he winks. I roll my eyes.
"Now is not the time for pickup lines,"
"Hey! Come on, I bet they'll make you feel better," he says wiggling his eyebrows. I sigh.
"Kay fine, hit me," I say. He thinks for a minute.
"Are you a parking ticket-" he starts but I cut him off.
"Because you've got FINE written all over you.... I've heard it so many times before, come on Madden, give me a challenge," I say. He smirks. He looks down at his phone and tries to turn it on.
"Oh shit, there's something wrong with my phone," he says. I smirk.
"Oh is it that my numbers not in it?" I ask. He smirks again.
"Are you a magnet cause I'm attracted-"
"To who? Me?" I say. He sighs.
"Ok this one is gonna be the best,"
"Ya you better make it count," I say. He rolls his eyes.
"Are you a washing machine 'cause I wanna fill you with my dirty load," he says. My mouth drops. He smirks.
"YES! I WIN!" He screams and stands up.
"Wow." I say. He chuckles.
"I told ya I would get you," he says.
"I guess you did," I say. He smiles.
"Hey, everyones starting to leave and my brother just dropped off my car, do you want me to drive you home?" He asks. I think about I for a minute.
"Ya sure, why not," I say. He smiles. I smile back.
*~*"Well thanks for the drive," I say as I get out of my the car. He scratches the back of his neck.
"Yo riley, wait for a second.... Do you... Maybe want to come over for a bit?" He asks. I shut the door and sit up.
"I'm not sure if my dad would allow that, I mean it's a school night he wasn't really met you or anything and I would never be able to stay over night at a guys house," I say. He looks at me.
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"We're not dating," {COMPLETED}
Teen FictionRiley Falcon, 18 years old, small town country girl. she grew up in Dover, Kentucky with her six siblings. yep you heard right SIX Living in a house with two other girls and four boys is challenging but she can manage...sometimes. but how will she...