8.My Best Friend

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"You so damn mean." Ryan chuckled, eating a fry off my plate.

We were sitting in his Wangler in Aerin's driveway, eating and talking.

"How am I mean?" I took a sip of his slushy.

"You just are." Ryan shrugged. "I love that about you though." He sat up. "You don't take shit from nobody not even me, sometimes I be wanting to knock your little ass out."

I laughed, enjoying this moment.

"What else you love about me?"

"Your booty!!" He slapped my thigh. Hitting him in his chest he groan. "Damn you hit like a man." He rubbed his chest.

Reaching over he pinched my thigh. Slapping his hand I try getting away.

"Okay!! Okay! You gonna make me waste my food!!" He finally let go of my thigh. "You're abusive." I rubbed my stinging thigh.

"You staying with me tonight?" Ryan asked, taking another fry off my plate.

"No, cause every time I come to your house on a school night, I don't get no type of sleep."  Cutting my eyes at him, Ryan smiled.

"I love yoou." Leaned over he kissed my lips.

"I love you too, I'm still not coming over." Starting the car he backed out the driveway. "Where we going?"

"To get your crybaby ass some snacks."

"You really do love me." I turn my head facing him, I grinned .

"No." He mumbled. The car filled with silence, making me start thinking. "What you thinking about?"

"I wanna get married."

"When?" Ryan looked between the road and I.

"Soon-ohh what about a Christmas wedding?"

"You corny." He laughed. "That's what you want?"

"You are so judgmental. Y'know this your wedding too cornball?"

"Whatever you want baby we can do it."

"I already know this." I mumbled looking out the window.

"What?" Ryan pulled into Dollar General parking lot.

"Nothing." I took my seatbelt of as he parked.

Reaching in the back, he grabbed he coat of the backseat.
Getting out before me, like usual he came around to my side opening my door.

"Thank you baby."

"You wanna get married on Christmas Day?" Ryan grabbed my hand.

"No like Christmas Eve or the week of Christmas." We walked into the store. "I don't wanna take the meaning of Christmas and try to make it bout me. Y'know?"

"So like a Christmasy theme is good?" Ryan rubbed his chin, as we went down the candy aisle.

"Mmm-yea basically." I nodded, grabbing two bags of sour gummy worms.

"Christmas Eve sounds pretty nice to me. It could be my early Christmas gift." He smiled.

"What's my gift?" I looked behind me at him. Ryan grinned wiggling his eyebrows. "Never mind." I shook my head.

" I shook my head

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