Faith's P.O.V.
'I need to pee so bad."
Is the first thing I think when I wake up.
The next thing I think is what the heck is weighing me down and keeping me from going to the bathroom?
And finally the third thing I think of is Ryder.
He sleep over last night after he...well you know...we...yeah.
Oh right I need to pee.
I carefully try to slip out of Ryder's grip on my waist but he isn't having it. He pulls me tighter against him and throws his leg over mine.
"Ryder." I whisper in his ear while running my hands through his tousled hair.
"Mhm." He groans and buries his head in between my shoulder and neck.
"Ryder." I say louder than before but nothing.
I didn't want it to have to come to this.
"Ryder!" I yell in his ear and he jumps up and falls out of my bed.
I can hardly contain my laughter. That did not just happen.
"Faith what the hell?" Why'd you scream in my ear?" Ryder asks with standing up. He's still shirtless from the night before and I'm finding it very hard to look away from his amazing abs. He notices this and smirks.
"I had to use the bathroom and you wouldn't let go of me." I say and stand up. As I'm making my way to the bathroom I feel arms wrap themselves around my waist and I'm pulled back into a hard, warn body.
"Ryder let me go. I have to use the bathroom." I groan.
"No I don't think I will. You laughed at me when I fell so now I think you deserve some type of punishment.
Punishment?
Ryder better not have ever seen Fifty Shades of Grey and he better not be get any ideas.
The only reason I saw it was my friend from back home dragged me to the movies with her without telling me what we were seeing. I spent most of that movie blushing red while trying to cover my ears and eyes.
He better not try any of that stuff with me.
"And I know just what to do." He says before throwing me back on the bed and attacking me with his fingers.
"No Ryder! Please no tickling!" I plead but he doesn't listen. He mercilessly tickles me till I'm practically in tears.
"Ryder stop! I'm gonna pee myself!" I yell through mine and his laughter.
"Now you know not to laugh at me anymore." He grins and finally stops tickling me. I immediately jump off the bed and sprint to the bathroom while ignoring his chuckling from behind.
After I get out of the bathroom I head back into my bedroom to see it's empty.
"Ryder?" I call out.
"In here." He yells from the kitchen. I walk in the kitchen to find him eating an apple while sipping on some water.
I follow his lead and fill up a glass of ice water before taking a seat at the bar.
"So about last night." Ryder says after watching me for a few seconds.
I blush at the thought of what I let him do to me and how desperate I sounded.
"Yeah last night..." I trail off awkwardly and look down at the floor. I hear footsteps coming my way then I feel fingers under my chin making me look up and connect gazes with Ryder.
"Baby last night was amazing. There's no need to be embarrassed." He says with honest eyes.
"It's just I've never done that with anybody before and I didn't really know what to do." I say sheepishly.
"All you were suppose to do is lay back and let me pleasure you. Last night was all about you ok? You don't ever have to do anything you don't want to Faith. I'm just happy you trusted me enough to let me be the first person you've ever done anything with." He says and I smile.
"Of course I trust you Ryder. I just don't want to disappoint you or anything."
"Faith you could never disappoint me." He says and gently kisses my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me. As we're about to take this to a whole new level the front door to my apartment opens.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here. Our little innocent Faith and our not so innocent Ryder about to get down and dirty on her kitchen counter." A smirking Marley says with a laughing Dean behind her.
"How'd you get in? The door was locked." I ask while pushing Ryder away from me. I chose to ignore her comment and me and him because I know if I think about it for too long I'll be the color of a strawberry.
"I have a key." She says and shuts the door behind Dean.
"How do you have a key?" I ask in confusion. I don't remember giving her one.
"I took yours one day and made a copy of it so I could come over any time I wanted." She says and casually takes a seat on the couch.
"You did what?" I ask in shock while Ryder and Dean laugh.
"Oh come on Faith. We're best friends. Plus you have Netflix and I don't." She says and I smile.
"Fine." I say and she grins.
"She has a key and I don't?" Ryder asks but I can't tell if he's joking or not.
"Well technically she didn't know I had one." Marley states and Ryder scoffs.
"Still. I'm the boyfriend here. Don't I get a key?"
"Yes you do. We can go get another copy later." I laugh and hug Ryder.
"No need. I have another one at my place." Marley states and I gape at her.
"Really? How many keys do you need?" Ryder asks.
"Hey the other key is a back up key for in case I lose the key I have now. But I guess I can give it to Ryder since I'm such a generous and loving human being." She says and Dean chuckles.
"Yeah that'd be great. Thanks Marley." Ryder says and pulls me down on the recliner to sit with him.
"So what have y'all been up to?" Dean asks with a smirk.
"We just got up." I say without thinking.
"Oh so he spent the night here? Hm. How very interesting." Marley says and shoots me a look that says you're-so-telling-me-all-the-details-later.
"Shut up." Ryder says and they both laugh.
"So Ryder did Faith tell you about our double date?" Marley asks.
"Yes she did." He answers.
"And are you going?" She asks.
"Yes he is." I answer and she squeals.
"Perfect! Come one Faith we gotta go find some outfits for tonight." She says and pulls me up and out of the living room and into my room.
"Get ready. We're going shopping."
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Author's note:
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