We stare at each other for a second, just taking in the others face. "You're fascinating." I say breaking the silence. He quirks an eyebrow and I regret saying it, as I wait for rejection, again. But he only smiles moving closer. "You think so?" He...
"I needed you to fight for me, I wanted you to fight for me. But you didn't, no one ever has. And that's okay. I'll fight for myself."
||Dallon's p.o.v|| •time lapse•
My heart swells as he kisses me softly. "I need to go. I'll be back, I promise." Ryan says, squeezing my hand as he gets out of the car. I wave to him from the car, before driving off.
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"Something's wrong with him!" Brendon yells. I know it's one of his fits again, I know he's jealous. "What do you mean, something's wrong with him? He seemed fine to me." I huff, crossing my arms. Brendon glares at me. "Dallon, you don't even know him! You- we, can't trust him." He had a point, a damn good one too. "Okay, so I don't know him, how does that mean something's wrong with him?" I ask, and Brendon rolls his eyes. "He twitches, like all the time, he talks to himself, he's creepy, he stares at things way too long, he lives in a haunted house, for crying out loud." He sounds exhausted, as if just trying to get me to listen was the most tiring thing in the world. "Well whatever. You twitch sometimes too, should I throw you out?" I ask, try and answer that one, ya smartass. "First of all, I have a condition. It's different. And second of all, you'd never throw me out." He says, giving me a fake pout. "You looooveme way too much, huh? Huh Dally, isn't that right?" He persists, nudging me in the ribs. "Yeah, yeah whatever." I say, swatting him away. He sighs, wraps himself around me. "I just want you to be safe and happy." He tells me, carding his fingers through my hair. "You're my best friend. I can't lose you. You're the only one left." He states, his voice cracks and I know he's gonna cry. My heart sinks. "Hey, hey don't cry. You won't lose me, okay?" I ask, rubbing his shoulder and he nods. "I'll get to know him better I promise." I say, sticking out my pinky and wiggling it until his pinky was entangled with mine. He smiles up at me. "You know, I was just thinking... you don't even know his age. He could be sixteen and then you really would be a sicko." He states and I frown, nudging his ribs. "Oh shut up." I reply rolling my eyes, as Brendon bursts into a fit of giggles.
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"Oh my god, I can't stop laughing." I say as I try to catch my breath but fail miserably as I bust out in a fit of laughter. Ryan gets up from the spot where he'd slipped, cheeks burning and the color of tomatoes. "Shut up." He tells me forcing back a smile.
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"I swear I broke I my back." He continues, reaching to rub his back. I wipe away my tears and let out one last laugh. "Wow, you should've seen how you looked." I reply, thinking back to how his eyes bulged and how his mouth sprung open as his legs flailed all over the place. A smile makes it's way onto my face. He scoffs. "So, you didn't even think to check if I was okay? Fucking cuntbag." He replies, giving me the finger, a small smile on his lips. "Of course I did." I say, laughing, pushing my foot into the grass. "It is pretty wet out here though, I don't know why you wore those shoes." I say, pointing to his shoes that had a plate of metal on the bottom of the shoe. He rolls his eyes, slowly moving forward. We come to a small blanket, with a small basket of food resting on top of it. My heart swells, I'm falling for him.
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We sit on the blanket in silence, fingers laced together. "Tell me about you." I say, breaking the silence. He frowns, pulling his hand away from mine. "Why?" I frown and cross my arms "Why not?" I ask, heart dropping slightly. He looks down at his crossed legs. "My life... it's not something I want to talk about." He says quietly, my heart aches. "I won't- I won't judge you. I promise." I reassure him, reaching out to take hold of his hand. He smiles slightly, before nodding and letting out a deep breath. "My mom died when I was, like what? Ten? Eleven? My Dad tried to hit me once, my friend Spencer, he saved me. He was rich, like billionaire rich. His mom was a business senate or some shit." He starts, laughing slightly. "We grew up together, his family practically raised me. But, then Spencer found a new friend, and it's not like I was possessive or anything. He would ditch me, like all the time and it hurt. Everyone was leaving me. Or that's what it felt like. Anyway, that house I'm living in, it was Spencer's. Even though he trie- or left me, that house is the last thing I have to hold on to him. Everyone one left me, Dallon. Why do they all try to leave me? Am I not good enough?" He asks, tears threatening to fall. I pull him close to me, wrapping my arms around him. He shakes against me. I squeeze him tightly, my heart breaking in my chest. "No, you're perfect, Ryan. More than perfect. I wish they could see it." I say, feeling slightly guilty. "You'd never- leave me..right?" He asks, and I nod against his neck. "Never." I reply, and that's how we stay wrapped around each other, in the middle of the trees.
A/N I'm sorry it took me so long to update and this chapter is shit. But I promise it'll all play out in the end. I'm makin a playlist in case you guys want the songs also I'll update again tomorrow because of how crusty this chapter is~layla☔p.s. don't be afraid to ask Qs if you're confused because honestly I confuse myself writing these books too😂p.s.s. I'll probably change the song to something sadder but we'll see. ♥
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