Hollywood Player...Sick of the Game...? (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 3-The Real Ryder???

Hey guys! So this is still a new project for me and I'm not sure how well I am doing at writing the whole Hollywood thing yet, so some feedback would be great! I really like the Characters in this story though. Please Comment and Enjoy!

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Chapter 3-The Real Ryder???

         Ryder’s POV

                When I woke up, I was shocked that it hadn’t been Candace’s voice to do it. I looked over at my clock and my eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw that it was already ten in the morning. I hadn’t slept in this late in over a year and it shocked me. I wasn’t sure if it was a good sign or not. I eventually crawled out of bed and went into the bathroom. Again I stared at my irritated and red ears in the mirror. My face had become even more unrecognizable.

                I poured some disinfectant on a cotton ball and cleaned my ear lobes as best I could without removing the studs, just like Mark had shown me. Finally I managed to convince my legs to carry me down stairs, after getting dressed, and made my way to the kitchen on the first floor. There I found a note on the refrigerator.

                Dear Ryder,

                Roger and Candace have suddenly and spontaneously decided to take a trip to Maui to celebrate their “love” I’m not sure how long they will be gone. But enjoy some well deserved time off.

                -Danielle <3

                I sighed, I was glad that my dad and Candace were gone for a while and I was thankful for a few day s off. But I had to remind myself that my father was just using me, that he was off spending the money that he had forced me to earn and that he didn’t give a damn about me.

                I grabbed a soda from the fridge and headed down to the recording studio in the basement. The only time that I ever got to sing music that I actually wanted to sing was when no one was home. If my dad ever caught me singing music that I actually had a passion for, he would beat me half to death.  I grabbed my acoustic guitar and tried my best to enjoy the freedom that I had.

                Christian’s POV

                Why had I been such an asshole to him? I asked myself for the thousandth time as I lay in bed. My parents had raised me to be nicer, and much more accepting than that. Well, not necessarily but I knew that uncle Andrew disapproved of my behavior. So did I, really.

                But I disapproved of Ryder Daniels’ behavior more. Sure he was sexy as hell and I was instantly attracted to him. But every girl or gay guy in the country was attracted to him, so that didn’t mean anything. But he used women and he never followed any rules. I’ve dated a bad boy before and that is not a road that I want to go back down.

                But still…Did I have to be such an ass? Did I have to take it that far? Ugh, I thought back to my conversation earlier tonight with my uncle.

                “Please Chris, give Ryder a chance. I know that you don’t like him now but if only you knew him. If only you knew…”

                I didn’t know what Andrew saw in him, but if he cared about him so much then there had to be something good to Ryder, didn’t there? I didn’t know what to think about Ryder Daniels…

                “Chris! Carmen! Time to get up, we have plans today.” My uncle’s voice came, waking me from my highly inappropriate dream about…Ryder. I reminded myself once again that it meant nothing. That Ryder meant nothing. I threw on a pair of jeans and a red t-shirt before hustling downstairs to find that Carmen and Andrew were already eating breakfast.