Risk it for the biscuit || Roadtrip

Chapter 52

(Warning - This chapter includes swear words)

"I don't know what I feel... towards Belle"

"Oh wow" That was the only reply Mikey was able to give right now, as his back hit the wall, too shocked to do anything. It's not that he didn't expect Rye to have feelings for her, he knew he is slowly getting them. What surprised him the most was the fact his friend started to realise that himself. "Well, tell me everything and I may be able to help" he said simply, knowing that he probably doesn't know half of the things that was going on between the pair. It was incredible how similar they both were sometimes. So stubborn, so mysterious; not giving any signs of what was going on between them.

"I don't know what to tell you" Rye still didn't look away from the sky, almost embarrassed he had to have this conversation. "I just... I just like her" he almost whispered, acting completely different than normally. He was always confident and chill, not scared to talk about his feelings. If he liked a girl, he asked her out. If he didn't, he gave her signs that he didn't. So if he liked Belle, why didn't he try with her? That's what confused Mikey the most.

"Do you find her attractive?" Mikey started, seeing as his friend was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't provide any more details. The boy with tattoos was clearly intrigued why Rye seems so bothered. Maybe the boy didn't realise he likes her in that way yet?

"Of course I do. She's gorgeous" Rye replied, taking this as the most pointless question. She had long tanned legs, slim figure and incredible body composition. Her hair was always sleek and shiny, her eyes blue; like an ocean mixed with the morning sky. Her smile always addicting, showing her white, straight teeth. She was really goddamn gorgeous and his mind reminded that of him every night.

"But there are different types of attraction" Mikey tried to guess the level of 'like' his friend was talking about. Maybe it was because he didn't have a girlfriend in a while so he had a physical need of being close to someone. "She is physically attractive to you, it just depends whether you would be satisfied with a one night stand or.."

"God Mikey stop" Rye cut his speech, "She's not and she never would be a one night stand for me." he said, "I don't even want to... I mean I do but..." the boy stopped for a while, clearly annoyed, "Fuck!" talking about his feelings definitely wasn't his thing.

"You can trust me Rye" Mikey placed his hand on his best friend's arm, getting a little worried. He didn't realise it all bothered Rye this much.

"She's fucking gorgeous" Rye started taking a deep breath. "And I can get hard by just thinking about her but... but I don't want to sleep with her... I.."

"Physically, you would be okay with it, but mentally you know it's not something you should do to keep this relationship long term" Mikey said trying to help the boy to work out what's going on in his mind.

This is exactly the same mental conversation Mikey had with himself about Rose. For him, it was a little different; he could break up with her because she lived far away to make things easier in a short term, but he knew he had to go through it and defeat this pain. Having a girlfriend in UK would be easier, but he didn't want that. He wanted Rose.

"Yes that too.." Rye replied, "I just.. I want it all. The whole package." he started, his eyes finally moving onto his friend. "I want her Mikey. Not just her body. Not just her face. I want her stubborn personality and her incredible brain, and her awful trampoline skills and..." Rye rumbled, "I want all of her"

"What caused all this?" Mikey couldn't stop himself but ask. Rye was never so passionate, but so confused. He seemed like a little boy who's lost in a shopping centre by himself and his friend had never seen him like this ever before. Not because of a crush.