Friend Zoned || Shyland Fanfiction 《✔》

chapter twelve

Ryland's POV

{Senior Year}

I Shane - 17 I Ryland - 17 I

Shane.

He punched Caleb that night.

Apparently, he even beat the shit out of him from what everyone says.

Joey says it was probably because someone had hurt me in someway and he got protective. Which could be true, but I doubt he still cares about me. I heard yelling down the hall, and I already knew who it was.

"Why! Why the fuck would you fucking hit him? Are you fucking insane!" Elle yelled out, as Shane just opened his locker. 

"He punched Ryland! Yeah sure, he fucking threw beer on you but there's this thing called washers and dryers that I think can help!" Shane yelled at her, slamming his locker.

"It's the fact that he threw it on me, Shane! He didn't have to fucking do that!" She yelled, pushing him hard.

"Just shut the fuck up already, Elle! I'm not in the fucking mood for this." Shane said as he was about to walk away, but Elle instantly slapped him across the face. 

And that slap was fucking hard.

Shane held his cheek, and restrained him from trying to hit her back. He looked back at her and just shook his head. He pushed her out of the way, and everyone was looking at the two. Shane threw the double doors open and walked outside of the school. 

I closed my locker, and ran after him. He was getting his car, and was about to drive off when I stood in front of it. His eyes met mine, and I slowly moved over to his side. I opened the door and I told him to move to the other side. He obeyed, and I started to drive.

I drove him to my house since I knew that my parents weren't home, so they won't get upset with me. We walked inside, and he sat down on the couch.

I got him an ice pack and sat down on the couch with him. He removed his hand, and there was a huge red mark there. I frowned at the sight, and put the ice pack against it.

"You shouldn't have argued with her." I said softly.

"You shouldn't have thrown alcohol on her either." Shane said. "Why did you do it anyways?"

"I got jealous. You two were dancing against each other, and I couldn't stand it." I admitted. "I  just couldn't watch you two be happy and I....I'm sorry."

"Don't tell me that, tell that to Elle." He said softly, pushing his hair back.

"I know, I will soon but for now I don't think that's safe of me to do." I said, pointing at his red cheek.

Shane smiled, and he put down the ice pack down the coffee table. Our eyes met, and his eyes glowed this time around. I've never seen them glow before, maybe it just happened occasionally. I started to fiddle with my finger until he spoke up.

"Ryland, I missed you so much" He whispered, making me burst my head up. "I know it may not look like it but I did. It made me upset that you were happily fine with your other friends and without me."

"It was just an act." I blurted. "I wanted to seem like that, because I didn't want you to see that I was so lost without you."

Shane smiled as he then pulled me in for a hug. He held me tightly as he buried his head into my neck. We pulled away slowly, and we both got up to make something to eat. He searched my fridge and he pulled out chicken nuggets to make in the oven.

I smiled at him, and we both put them all on an oven pan. I put them in, and made sure to put the timer on. We made our way to my room and both plopped down on the bed. I flipped through channels when I caught Shane staring at me.

"What do you want?" I sassed at him playfully, making him giggle.

"You're amazing, you know that?" He said with such the softest voice I ever heard.

I stared at him as he stared back. I then tackled him and he screeched out, and our laughs filled the room. I started to tickle him everywhere, and his laughs were music to my ear. He then got onto of me and smiled down at me.

Our eyes examined each other, and our bodies were so close. I had to stop my hands from touching him, because I knew how that would end due to our last incident together.

He suddenly then got up off of me, and laid directly next to me. We both turned on our sides to face each other, his eyes staying glued to mine.

"What was it like?" He suddenly asked, not looking away.

"Like to what?" I asked.

"To kiss me." He said, softly chuckling.

Taken back from his question, I raised an eyebrow. He actually wanted to know which I never thought he would. Shane continued to stare at me,waiting for my response.

"Uhm, it was.....great." I said, fiddling with the hem of my shirt.

"Just great?" Shane asked.

"Let's just say, when I kissed you it felt right."

I then heard the little bing go off, signaling me that the nuggets were done. I calmly walked to the kitchen, turning the oven off before grabbing the nuggets out.

Shane stood behind me and watched me split the nuggets in half as we each got fifteen. I poured us both some apple juice, as Shane loved apple juice for some odd reason.

We sat down on the floor, placing the food on the coffee table. Shane clicked through channels until he arrived at the show called spongebob.

"We are seventeen years old, not five" I remarked.

"Oh shush, spongebob is the best." He said so defensively.

I loved how he was so childish. He giggled at the show, and couldn't help but smile to myself. He sat in what you would call criss cross applesauce, with his leg bouncing up and down.

He noticed me staring at him, because he slightly nudged my shoulder. His cheeks were red, and his hands fiddled with one another. I couldn't help but kiss his cheek.

And let me tell you,

His face was literally a tomato after that.

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sorry for making you wait for this shitty ass chapter