His Angel

||Tickle Me?||

$Stella's POV$

We were just laying around in silence when Ryan thought of breaking it. “This camp trip will be awesome.” He said with a smile. I just stared at the blank wall in front of me. I didn’t know what to say. “Uh.. Stella?” He waved his hand in front of my face to catch my attention. “Yeah?” I asked him. “Looks like you weren’t listening to me. Anything on your mind?” He asked me. Shall I tell him?

 “Nah. I was just thinking of what to answer you. I mean how can I possibly enjoy this trip when I am with ‘the great’ dickhead Ryder Parker?” I answered with an eye roll. He sighed and said, “Look, I don’t know what it is between you two. But I can assure you this trip will be like none other.” I thought of what he said. Maybe he is right. Maybe this will be a hella fun trip. Maybe I will enjoy this and have a good time. And maybe Ryder and I will make amends. Well it’s just ‘maybe’. “Yeah. None other in the worst way.” I said with sarcasm. He just stared at me and well it was creeping me out. “What?” I asked after a few mins with him continuously staring at me. “We’ll see if it’s in a good way or a bad way.” He said with a smirk. That seemed like a challenge to me. “We shall, indeed.” I said with a smirk of my own.

 “I wanted to ask you something.” Ryan suddenly spoke after some time. “Sure. Go ahead.” He paused for a moment and then took a deep breath and spluttered. “Didweforceyoutocomewithus?” “Wait. What? I don’t have the ears of a bat you know. So will ya’ repeat what you said? Slowly?” I said as I was confused at what he was trying to say. He once again took deep breaths and said, “Did we force you to come with us? Look I know we kinda did, but I’m really sorry. These guys, especially Dylan, wanted only you to come on this trip.”

 To say that I was shocked was an understatement. I felt like someone had just shook the ground off my leg. Dylan Ross the school’s biggest play boy wanted ‘me’ and only me to come with him? “But why?” I spoke without realizing. Ryan’s head fell low like he had expected the question. “Honestly, I myself don’t know.” He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He was wearing a sleeveless light blue t-shirt of black eyed peas and a black jeans. His muscles were flexing whenever he made a movement. His hair had become messy due to the multiple times he had ran his hand through them. And my didn’t he look hot?

 “But that doesn’t mean I am complaining. It’s actually fun that you came with us than the creep Janice and Company.” Ryan spoke with horror and disgust, stopping my train of thoughts from preceding any further. I had to laugh at that one. At least there is someone who hates them apart from me. I was literally rolling on the floor while Ryan just looked at me like I had grown another head. “Uh.. Stella, are you alright?” He asked, a bit confused and surprised at my behavior. His expression just made me laugh harder. “You..[hahah] Look….[Hahhaah] Funnnyy [hahahahhaha]” I said in between my laughs. That made him a bit… mad? Because he was almost the shade of red.

 “What did you just say?” He said with his lips pursed in a straight line and his eyes staring at me intently. I know he is trying to suppress his anger but I can’t help but fuel it. “I said you look quite funny, Ryan. Oh you know like Oggy from the Oggy & The cockroaches?” I told him with a smirk. By this moment he was fuming with anger so I knew he had attack me anytime soon. It was like he had read my mind because he jumped from his seat and started to……………………………………………

Tickle Me?

Well that was just unexpected. Now I really understand why the people say ‘Expect the Unexpected’ and ‘Unexpected always happen’.

 He pounced on me which made me lay flat on my back and started tickling me. And my! Didn’t it hurt? I laughed and laughed. I begged him to stop but he didn’t budge. By now, I had tears in my eyes due to all the tickling and laughing. “Ss..stopp plsss..” I said in between the tickles. “Uh-Uh. Not gonna happen.” He said with a smirk. “Plsss… Ryan??” I tried the puppy dog eyes but the tickles weren’t helping. “Only if you take back what you said.” He said with a hint of cockiness like he had won the match. Not gonna let you win Mr. Cocky ass. Just watch. “I’d rather die laughing than take back what I said. After all I had just spoken the truth.” I spat at him humorously. And well it wasn’t the best thing to do. As he first became angrier than ever. He looked exactly like hulk, a red hulk at that. But later he had a mischievous glint in his eyes, which tell me that something is definitely going on in that super-hot mind of his and its bad, way bad.