deep, dark and dangerous

Is he the right one?

DEEP DARK AND DANGEROUS

CHAPTER 4

RYAN P.O.V

That night after Jared dropped me off I felt so lonely. Of course I knew I wasn’t alone, but without him being there it seemed like it. I had shut my phone on when I was there and I was getting a ton of text messages from all of my friends and all of the softball girls that I had missed the practice today. To be honest I would rather be with Jared then go to softball. I texted everyone back telling them sorry that I was busy.

“Ry!” I heard my mother yell.

“Yeah?”

“You skipped practice? Was it because of that boy?” She asked. I rolled my eyes.

“Yes mom I didn’t go. And no I forgot I had practice. It wasn’t his fault.” She grabbed my face.

“You’re glowing. Did you have sex?” She asked.

“For god sake. No!” I yelled. “Do you seriously think I’m that big of a whore? One time! One time you saw me kissing a boy! Mom all we did was watch movies, eat food, and play video games. There was no nudity!” I lied a little.

“Don’t lie to me, Ryan!” She yelled. 

“I’m not lying!” I yelled back. I rolled my eyes again. “I’m glowing because I like him! I like him a lot!” I said just as he walked through the front door. I saw him smirk. 

“Sorry to bother you but you left this in my car.” He said as he handed me my bag.

“Thanks.” I said as I took it from him and he left. My mom just looked at me and carried on.

‘So you like me?’ He texted me.

‘Yeah.’ I remember when we met I was so scared of him. And somehow I started to like him.

‘Thats cute.’ He said. I was sitting at my desk in my room that faces the front of the house when I heard a knocking. I turned and saw him sitting on the roof in the cold and rain.

“Holy. You must be freezing!” I said as I hugged him and got him a blanket. He laid down on my bed.

“My dad. He’s home. I didn’t want to be there.” He said. I laughed.

“Its fine. My mom is working until tomorrow. You can stay here.” I said as I sat back down and turned some music on.

“Where is your dad?” He asked.

“Work probably. He doesn’t live here.” I said. “They think I’m a whore anyway who cares?” I asked.

“So...-”

“Don’t!” I yelled. “I already know what you are going to say.” I laughed.  He laughed too.

“You like me.” He said quickly. I moaned.

“I can’t believe you heard me say that.” I said turning around to face him. My face was beat red.

“Awe baby.” He said laughing and come over to stand in front of the chair. He lifted me up and sat me on his lap. “I like you too.” He whispered to me. I smiled.

“I know!” I said. I moved my legs so I was facing him and he held my thighs. 

“How did you know?” He asked. I held his face.

“The way you look at me. The way you always smile when you’re talking to me. How you’re already so whipped!” I laughed.

“You think I’m pussy whipped?” I laughed.