Loving My Best Friend

Chapter 3: 🐝 Cold Very Cold 🐝

Rye's p.o.v

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I am soaking but im also laughing, Shelli looks so shocked standing in the water.
"Stop laughing rye!" She sulked. " Its not funny."
"It is though." I said still laughing.
No its not now im going to be cold for the rest of the day." She whined wadleing towards the bank.
"And I'm not?" I asked. "We can swing by the flat and you can borrow something."
"This was not part of the plan!" She said walking over to Brook who took her wet jacket and gave her one of his hoodies. I know he would have done this for anyone but the gesture makes me feel funny a little like jealousy. No why would I be jealous she's practically my sister. But I didn't like it.
"You guys go to the next location me and Shelli will nip back to the flat and change so we will meet you there." I said stepping I'm between shelli and brook felling better now.
"Fine by me " Shelli said hugging brook and then grabbing my hand and pulling me along. What's going on with me ?

Shelli's p.o.v

So my plan was a massive flop, I am now soaking wet and freezing walking with a trail of water behind me. When we reach the flat straight away rye strips of his top and I generally just stare. Wait stop I don't do this I've seen him half naked and never batterd an eye at him but damn has he always looked like this? No stop it.
"You can get some of my clothes if you want." Rye said from the bedroom. "Im going to take a shower ill be 5 minutes."
"Fine." I say walking into the room, as I do I brush against him and i get an electric shock making me flinch.
"You alright." Rye replied but I know he felt it to.
"Nothing". I replied and just carried on walking. I walk to where ryes left some cloths and I pick his yellow unemployed jumper which practically eats me and a pair of his traky bottom which are also big. Im just about to take my cloths into the kitchen to put in the wash along with ryes when he shouted.
"Can u pass me a towel Shell I forgot to bring one in."
"Yh one second." I shouted back just as I picked up his towel he always forgets to take one in with him. I feel like his mum sometimes. I knock on the bathroom door and say.
"Cover up!" As I walk in.
"Put it on the rack." He said from behind the shower curtain.
"I'll be in the kitchen." I say as I leave he grunts in reply. When I walk into the kitchen I realise a breath that I didn't even know I was holding, what is going on with me im not normally like this maybe I need to talk to someone, yh that's what I need to do and I know the perfect someone.