Him. [Jake Gyllenhaal & Ryan Gosling AU]

Part 4

JAKE'S POV

I wake up in the morning with a really bad hangover and a killer migraine. I know I drank way too much last night. Flashbacks of last night flash into my mind: arguing with Ryan in this room, and then skinny dipping in the lake. My head pulses as I remember giving him a hand job under the water - and him returning the favor. I groan and shift my hips on the mattress, my morning wood pressing firmly against my shorts. I glance across the room where Ryan's twin bed is and see that it's empty. I wonder how late in the afternoon it is.

I make my way downstairs and grab a cup of coffee. "Look who's finally awake," Jamie says, reaching over and slapping my back.

"What time is it?" I ask, squinting because the sun is so bright.

"It's 3pm dude have you been sleeping this whole time?" he asks.

"Yeah I have. I had way too much to drink last night," I say, my head still throbbing.

"Dude it's summer, and we're at the lake. There's no such thing as drinking too much," he says, laughing.

"Yeah I guess," I say, taking a sip from my coffee. "Where is everyone?"

"They're all firing up the jet-skis, we should head out there," he says.

"Yeah I think I will," I say, and quickly head up to my room to change into my trunks. I put on my life vest and head out to the lake, where I see the guys crowding around a beach area with the cooler open and already drinking beers.

"Finally Jake! We were getting concerned," Leo says as I walk up. Ryan looks over his shoulder at me and smiles. He's only wearing his navy blue trunks and his life vest. His eyes travel up and down my body before meeting my stare again and then he turns back around to the water. I wish I knew what he was thinking.

"Alright we only have these jet-skis rented for a few hours so to make the most of it we have to pair up," Leo says and everyone groans. "Sorry but I was only able to get 3. I just figured me and Chris would get one. Jamie and Blake would get one and Jake and Ryan would take the last one," he says.

"Fine but I'm driving," Chris says, and Leo sighs.

I look over at Ryan and he's staring out at the water. He's awkward again for some reason. Leo and Chris hop on their jetski and take off, with Jamie and Blake following shortly after. Then it's just me and him. "I can drive if you want me to," I say, trying to break the tension.

"Are you sober enough to drive?" he asks, glancing over at me.

"Yes," I spit out. "Are you?"

"It's fine, you can drive," he says, raising his hands in the air in surrender.

"Okay then," I say, climbing on the jetski. Ryan follows me and climbs onto the jetski and slides in behind me. He's still sitting inches away from me though, and instead of hanging on to me, he chooses to hang on to the back seat.

"You can hang on to me if you want," I say, glancing back at him. "I'm going to be going really fast."

"I'm good back here," Ryan says, uncomfortably.

"Suit yourself," I say, starting the gas and pulling away from the dock. "Don't be mad when you go flying off the back and I don't stop because I can't feel you fall off," I laugh and head for the wake zone.

We wade through the 15 mph zone, the jetski rocking back and forth in the water, Ryan still sitting inches away from me. "Why are you so quiet?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"You're so fucking quiet it's awkward. You've barely said a word to me today," I say.