Sending My Love// Chryan

Part Five| Closer

Ryan's room
10:59 P.M.

     It had been two days since Chris had texted him.
      Ryan had sent several messages, asking if he was still there, where he went, and when he got desperate enough, "I miss you." Ryan later decided that was the stupidest decision he had ever made in his short life. He laid down in his bed, practically sulking. He had lost one of his only friends- just because he felt like he needed to make fun of Chris. Ryan felt tears welling up in his eyes, he would never see Chris's face ever again, he would never be able to-
Ding.
Ryan practically jumped out of his bed and went to his computer.
Oney: ...
Ryan gulped. Oh god, was he mad? Please don't be mad.
Oney: you missed me?
Rynohazard: yeah
Oney: huh
Oney: sorry I've been ordering plane tickets n stuff
Rynohazard: where are you going?
Oney: oh just some lame place in France
Rynohazard: oh cool
Oney: I'm at the airport rn
Rynohazard: why are you going there?
Oney: seeing some friends
Rynohazard: cool
Why did Ryan feel so sad? There was no way Chris would be coming to South Carolina to meet him.
Oney: you said you lived in SC right
Rynohazard: ? Yeah
Oney: okay cool good
Oney: gtg get on the plane
Rynohazard: oh ok have fun
Oney: luv u <3
Oney has disconnected.
Ryan stared at the screen, blushing a bit more than he probably should. Chris was just.. teasing. Yeah, teasing. Definitely. Ryan leaned back in his chair, sighing. How long did it take to fly from Ireland to France? It couldn't be that long.
That's why Ryan was surprised when he fell asleep, woke up, and there still wasn't a message from Chris. Ryan scrolled through their messages (something he does when he gets lonely). But that's when he noticed something curious.
Two days ago
11:15: P.M.
Oney: what part of sc do u live in
Rynohazard: ?
Oney: just asking
Rynohazard: columbia?
Oney: nice
Ryan bit his lip. Could it be possible... no. No, of course not. They just met. Chris wouldn't...
ding!
Oney: just landed!
Ryan's hands shook as he typed.
Rynohazard: coil
Rynohazard: *cool
Oney: hey random question, what cool places are there to visit in Columbia
Rynohazard: uh Finlay park is pretty cool
Oney: hey you should go there
Oney: right now
Rynohazard: ???
Oney: go have a good time
Oney has disconnected.
Ryan's heart was practically in his throat. Was... was he really here? Ryan jumped out of his chair, putting on a shirt and some shorts, quickly brushing his hair and slipping on some shoes. The drive to the park was practically unbearable, despite the trip only being a few miles long. As he stepped out of the car, a wind whipped across his face, informing him there's probably a storm coming. But he looked around, and... no Chris. In fact, there was no one there. He leaned against a tree, sighing. Maybe Chris was telling the truth, he just wanted Ryan to have a good day. Ryan looked to the left, seeing some guy cuss out his car for the steering wheel being on the wrong side. Ryan squinted. Wait... Chris? He cautiously walked up to the man, unsure if it was him or not. When the man turned to him, smiling that stupid grin, Ryan was sure.
"Hey."