When we can. [Cryaotic x Reader] [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 29.

           

     Ryan pays for the snacks and makes friendly banter with the casher, but every so often he sneaks a peek at you. While you were busy looking at the different flavours of gum, trying to avoid his worried stare. You two exit the automatic sliding doors and he slips an arm around your upper waist. You don't react to it, still awestruck at seeing his ex. Ryan snaps you out of thought by saying "will you tell me now?". You reach the car by the time he speaks up, so while putting the milk and snack bag into the back seat you reply "I just saw someone, at least I think I did". You second guess  yourself again, unsure if you should tell him or not.
     "Who do you think you saw?" he leans against the car door, preventing you from escaping this conversation. "Uhm" trailing off your fingers play with the hem of your cami "Chey". He looks shocked and the his head turns to the front of the store, as if he was going to run in it. Then he relaxes and looks back at you. "If you want to see if you can find her, go ahead. I can wait here or just walk back" you say coldly. You understand why he reacted the way he did, but didn't like it.
     "H-hey I'm not going to just leave you" he stutters, hand inching to rub the back of his neck. "I know, but I saw her in the store so if you want you can go catch her." You reply reluctantly, trying to not look annoyed. Again, you understand why he hesitated. But wish you could have found someone else's name before you said hers, you think that would have avoided him thinking about leaving you for her.
     "I" he pauses, mid thought. "We had plans, besides I don't think she would want to see me" he lies. Even the daftest of people would be able to realize that was a lie. You sigh a bit, he knows you knew he lied. "Listen, if she wanted to see me she'll come to me. I'm not going to waste my time running around grocery store just to find out she was picking up some left over things from my house. Alright? I'm not that shallow just to leave you" he says honestly.
     You smile a bit, and then swipe it off of your face. "Alright, alright. But I'm not keeping you hostage here." He leaves the door while you open it "I know you're not". He shines a dorky smile at you while bumping it closed for you. While he makes his way around the hood of the car you slide the can to the left of you out of the holder. The liquid was close to room temperature, but cool enough to drink. "That's not empty yet?" he questions, stepping into the car. "Yeah, cause I haven't let you have any of it" you laugh a bit. He reaches for it, and  you slide your hand out of reach of his. "Nu-uh, you can just grab another at your house dude" you laugh again. He pouts and asks "can I just have one sip?". You pause a second, contemplating his question. Giving in you take one more sip and hand the can over "here have the rest".
     He takes the can with a smile and chugs the rest. "It's like we kissed" he says quietly. "You slap his arm playfully while laughing "what are you a third grader?!". His face goes red and he starts laughing harder the you "what-no!". "That's not even how kissing works!" you say in between laughs. "Oh? Then how do they work?" he says slyly, bringing his face close to yours fingers bracing your chin. He catches you off guard, and he can clearly tell that.
     You push him off of you "Ryan common man". He shrugs "I was serious" and starts the car, pulling out of the parking lot. You mentally hit yourself, even though you don't think he would actually kiss you. You giggle a bit and say "that was pretty sly of you though". "Wasn't it?" He flashes an incredibly dorky smile and you, eyes returning to the road ahead a moment later.
     You try not to think of Ryan actually kissing you the rest of the ride. Hell, you tried but let's be honest. You thought of it the entire ride, trying to keep the smiles to a minimum.
     When he pulled into the drive way he spoke up "can you take the milk to the fridge and grab me another can? I'll take the snacks downstairs". "Yeah, sure" you reply getting out of the car. Once you set the milk on the shelf and grabbed an Arizona for Ry, you realized something felt off. You couldn't put your finger on it, but the mood had changed. Like  you felt something bad was going to happen.
     Not understanding how you felt, you went downstairs hesitantly. You were greeted by regular old Ryan laying on the bed opening the snacks. You exhale, calming your nerves. 'He didn't do anything weird' you think to yourself 'so why do I feel odd?' He looks up at you, he suggests "Do you wanna save the coco for later?". "Yeah sure" you sit down next to him. "So what's plan, misses 'you won't need to plan a thing" he says leaning up on an elbow. Dang, he got you. "Well we could always watch a movie? I'm kinda drawing a blank here" you smile, brain still thinking of what you could have done to make him kiss you.
     "A movies always good" he says laying back down, looking up at the ceiling. "Or" he pauses. You look over to him, waiting for him to finish his thought. He sits up "wait never mind." "No tell me, what came to mind?" you ask. "We could play a game?" he shrugs. You laugh "I'd be down for that, of course you'd want to play something. "Hey!" He says defensively "Don't judge me!". You giggle "I'm not, I'm not. But" you trail off, looking towards the curtains, and then glancing back at him. "I get the comfy chair!" you say rushing towards it.
     This catches Ry off guard so he says pouting "Hey not fair!" behind you. "It is so fair" you add once he joins you, sitting in the wooden chair. "Don't be too sad, we can switch later." You add. He perks up, grabbing the mouse before you. "What do ya want to play then?". "Something multiplayer, don't starve?" You suggest, seeing it pop out from his list.
     "Ooo that'll be fun" he says, turning to rummage through some draws at his feet. "What are you looking for?" you question. "Controllers" he says removing 2 xbox controllers from their storage. "Oh I didn't know it was a controller game" you say as he places one on your lap. "Well you don't have to have one, I just like it more then the key board." He plugs both of them in while you get used to the feel of the plastic in your hands.
     It takes you awhile to get used to the game, but he seemed to know a lot about not starving. So you guys lasted quite awhile until you two were disrupted by a knock at the door. You don't know why but your stomach dropped immediately once the knocking stopped. You both 'pause' the game and look over at the closed bedroom door. "It's the front door?" he questions. "Yeah go get it" you say shoving him out of the chair "I'll close the server, just to pause the time".
     He leaves the room, you close the server, and the feeling doesn't leave your stomach. Whoever it is, they're talking too quietly for you to hear through the walls. So you stand up and turn on the room's light, then turn to the bed and sit down. Legs dangling waiting for Ryan to return. Again you have no phone, so you had no way of telling how long it had been. But you knew it was over 10 minutes.
     You got antsy so you had to know who he was talking to. Just as you reach the bedroom door a girl brushes past you followed closely by Ryan. "You wanted your things right? they're not in here" he says mid conversation. You move away from them and lean against the wall, awkwardly looking at Chey and Ry, and then to the door. Really unsure if you should leave them or not.
     Cheyenne stops in the middle of his bedroom, crosses her arms and turns to him. "We need to talk" she says. He mimics her posture saying "I'm busy". You're shocked by his reply, but don't say anything. "With what??" she adds annoyed already. He turns his head to you then back to her "I have someone over. Someone you rudely pushed to get into my room that I didn't invite you into".
     You're shocked once more but take a step to be behind Ryan, who gladly rests a hand on your shoulder. You rest your hand on his arm before she looks at you for the first time since she barged into the bedroom. "Hey I know you" she trails off. "I know" you reply, not wanting to be the topic of their conversation, or rather argument. "Didn't I see you at the store?" she adds, tilting her head. "Yup" you reply shortly, moving even more behind Ryan.
     He takes the hint and adds "listen I have every thing in a box in storage, just go get it". She looks hurt a bit "so you're not going to let me talk to you. For some" she breaks off thinking. "S-some fan?!" her words are like venom to you. Your hand automatically tightens on Ryans arm, he looks at you and you remove your grip. Fuming with anger, you let Ryan talk for you.
     He says "She's not a fan Chey". "Oh please, she'll probably just get a picture of you and then post it. Can you really trust her? Imagine the money she could get for releasing 'Cryaotic's face reveal' video. He steps forward "I've know and trusted her longer then you. Don't you dare call her some fan, when you started out as one yourself. I met her online years ago, she didn't even know I was 'web popular'."
     Her intimidation factor completely diminished when she started crying, Ryan's face softens but yours doesn't. You've already shown her pity, and understanding. But shes messing this up for herself, you've barely even said a word.