I Don't Deserve Your Love

Chapter 17

"Cas, hurry up!!!! We're gonna be late." Ryan calls from my room. I turn off the shower and step out wrapping a towel around my body.

"It's not my fault, I have personal hygiene."

"I had a shower in like five minutes. How can it take you 20?" He asks in astonishment.

"Oh shut up." I rush out of the bathroom. To find Ryan lying on my bed. I walk towards my closet and pull out a pair of denim shorts. I am about to take my towel off when I remember Ryan's behind me.

I take the clothes and walk back into the bathroom, pulling the door shut.  I hear Ryan's whines coming from my room. I pull on my New Zealand cricket shirt  with my shorts and quickly apply some makeup. Stepping out of the bathroom, I walk straight into Ryan.

"You could've just changed in here." He pouts.

"You are such a pervert sometimes." He pouts even more, so I kiss his nose and walk out of my door."Come on, I thought you said we would be late."

"Yeah I did because you were taking ages in the shower."

"We played cricket. I had to have an shower."

"Yeah, yeah." He mumbles. I make my way down the stairs.

"Vi, I'm about to head out to Brandon's." Vi appears around the door.

"Okay. Be safe. And don't drink too much." She calls as Ryan shuts the front door.

"That reminds me. Can you please be careful around Brandon?" Ryan asks me as we start walking.

"Seriously?"I almost scoff.

"Seriously Cas. Come on, he tried to kiss you. I don't fully trust him. You may have forgiven him, but I haven't."

"Fine. I understand. But don't beat him up."

"I'll do it to any guy, who even thinks about touching what's mine."

"Possessive much?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Yes I am possessive."

"If I'm yours. Your mine."

"Always."

"Don't quote 'The fault in our stars'. That movie is soo fuckin sad."

"Okay." He smirks.

"Ryan Turner, I swear I am going to slap you."

"I'd like to see you try." I raise my hand. Ryan cowers away from me hurriedly walking backwards. He stumbles on the kerb and falls backwards on to his butt. I burst out laughing.
"Owwwwwwww."

"Are you okay?" I say trying to sounds sincere but failing miserably because I was laughing.

"No, I'm not." He lifts up his hand from the concrete. They were bleeding and rocks were piercing his skin.

"Oh my gosh. You are such an idiot."

"Thanks. But seriously, they sort of sting."

"Well, I'm sure Brandon has some bandages at his place. We'll just wait until we get there. He stands up. I shake my head still laughing.

"My hands really hurt."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Ummm. Can I have a kiss?" He pouts playfully. I rolls my eyes but happily oblige pulling him in for a quick kiss. I pull away.

"There. Now let's go." I look down at his hands which bleeding incessantly. When we finally reach Brandon's place we knock on the door. He pulls open the door.