'ryland, come on please' i pleaded as i trailed close behind him with him swiftly walking in front attempting to get to school. he was just about to walk through the gates before i grabbed his arm and pulled him back , 'for fuck sake ryland, talk to me' , he just looked at me but didnt answer; that same sad, regretful expression flooding his face. i sighed and started pulling him with me in the opposite direction of the school and back down the road we had just 'walked' up. 'sh-shane where are we going?' he stumbled, and his stuttering made me feel even more worried about what i could of possibly done to make him so scared to talk to me.i stopped and turned to him 'ry...please what did i do?...did i- did i h-hurt you...just please fucking tell me..if i hurt you' my voice was quiet and strangled , he gasped loudly as soon as the words fell and i released his arm.'oh my god shane, no, you didnt hurt me in any way' he inhaled deeply 'why would you think that?' he looked up into my eyes as he continued the sentence. i sighed in relief 'why do u think. you ignored me all yesterday and youre talking to me like youre scared to be next to me, i thought that id hurt you and now you wernt gunna talk to me..ryland if i didnt hurt you then why wont you talk to me. ' my voice raised again and he flinched at the change of tone. 'i -uh its m-my faul-lt' he shivered and he rubbed one of his arms which was covered in the sleeve of a baby blue hoodie while he looked down at his feet. ' come on ry ' i grabbed his arm again and pulled him with me towards my house , when i had dragged him through the door and let go of him, he just stood close to the door his arms hanging by his sides as he looked at me 'ryland..tell me' i said as i took his hands in mine and he now looked at them resting together. 'i-i uh, i told you i l..loved y-you' he faltered, i froze . the one thing i had remembered from that night was the thing that he was avoiding me because of.
'its fine ryland, i know you didnt mean it. it was becasue you were drunk' i said confidently thinking that that was what he was gunna say.
'no but thats the problem' he stuttured as he continued looking down at our hands
'what?' i asked confused
'i meant it'
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fEeLiNgS..{shyland - amberlessthen3
Fanfic-shane might look like a normal teenager. but he dosnt feel anything except for sadness 'how is this person making me feel like this'
