I Don't Deserve Your Love

Chapter 23

A/N:Unedited, sorry!

"What type of movie?" Ryan flips through the channels.

"Romance." I request.

"What about horror. Sinister looks good." He grins evily.

"No. Let's not forget the Conjuring."

"Fine. Only for you." He says pulling me closer and kissing my forehead.

"Thanks. What about the Titanic?"

"Sure." He puts on the dvd turning off the lights. "Chocolate covered strawberries?" He holds up a bowl.

"You know me to well."

"Well I am your boyfriend." He smile biting into a strawberry and turning his attention to the movie. I leaned into him deeply thinking, he seemed fine now.  All week, Ryan had been acting weirdly and I couldn't stand it. Drake kept saying he was probably planning something for me. But he seemed to be distancing himself. So I had planned for a night together. Thankfully he seemed enthusiatic with spending the night together, cause he had volunteered to do it at his house. I just hoped things were okay between us. "You okay there." His voice interrupts my thoughts.

"Hmmmm?" I look up at him.

"You seemed lost in thought."

"I'm fine." He nods. I take a bite from a strawberry. It tasted amazing. I continued to watch the movie without another thought.

As the movie neared the end, I was already crying. This movie got me every single fucking time.

"You okay?" Ryan says, when the movie ends.

"No. I am not okay. If Rose has fucking moved her ass and shared, Jack could have survived. But nooo. She fuckin let him die." I groan in anger.

"Okay. You need to calm down." Rya chuckles, but his voice seems to wobble. I look at his eyes, they were watery.

"Aww. Were you going to cry?"

"Nonsense." I raise my eyebrows smiling. "My eyes are peeing. There's a difference." I burst out laughing.

"Your eyes are peeing. Lovely." I say.

"Shut up and give me a hug." I smile into his neck and he softly kisses my hair. I move my head and kiss him. "Hmmmm. You taste like strawberries." He says kissing me again. I giggle biting my lip. "I didn't mean it like that. Your lips taste like strawberries." He grins shaking his head at my immaturity. He leans forward kissing me again. As he starts kissing my jaw, my phone starts ringing. Godammit. I take my phone. "Anyone important." Ryan asks. I look at the caller. It was the same number that kept calling me. Brandon.

"No. It's noone." I decline the call and off my phone. "Where were we?" He smirks and begins kissing my neck until I was lying underneath him. The door knocks making us jump apart.

"Ryan, Cas. Dinner's ready." Madeline calls from the other side of the door. We hear her retreating  footsteps then chuckle softly.

"We should go." I say.

"Yes we should." We jump off the bed and go downstairs.

"I made pasta!!" She grins.

"Thanks Madeline." She piles a heap of pasta onto my plate. I was going to have to start walking to school again.

"No problem. So. How's cricket been going? From the sounds of it, you've been winning every week."

"Yes. It'll be the semi finals soon." Ryan grins.