RYDER'S POV
We were slow dancing in the kitchen.
His hand held mine as his arm was wrapped around my waist and my other hand was on his shoulder.
My head leaned onto his chest.
It was all so lovely.
Until Mikey came stumbling in.
"No you have a good night!" He yelled to someone.
Luke rolled his eyes and turned off the music.
"Guys! Why'd you leave so early?!" He slurred.
He was clearly drunk.
"Isn't Weston the best?! Right, Ryder?!" He asked as he fell on top of me.
Luke picked him up and basically threw him on the couch.
"Don't touch or talk to my girl ever." He said.
"Hey. Why are you being so mean?" He slurred again pouting.
"Um you put her in danger tonight." Luke said.
"The only danger I see here is you being a buzzkill." He said throwing a pillow at Luke.
"Mikey I'm serious. You know how much I love her, why'd you try to hurt her?" He asked.
"Hurt her?! I'm trying to get her used to the parties! LA! Am I right or am I right, Ryder?" He asked me.
I was about to answer but thankfully Luke spoke for me.
"I told you never to speak to her again." He said.
"But she's my friend!" He whined reaching out to me.
"Ryder..." He slurred my name.
"If you really were her friend you wouldn't have tried to get her hurt." Luke said.
"Oh shush." He said putting his finger to Luke's lips.
Mikey started to slide down the couch.
"Um not that I care but is he good?" I asked.
"He's sleeping." Luke said.
"Should we leave him there or...?" I asked.
"Nah. We can leave him there. Come on. Let's go to bed." He said as I jumped on his back.
YOU ARE READING
A Part Of Me
Romance"I like her cause she's smart. Headstrong and independent. She puts me in my place, when I don't know where I stand. And if only I could find the words or muster up the nerve to tell her; I'll never forget her and she'll always have a part of me."
