-"Bitch ass weirdo asshole dickhead fucker dimwit douchebag devil of a so called brother."-
Lili's POV
I was on my phone when I heard a knock on the door.
What the hell? It's almost three in the morning.
I cautiously walk to the door and look through the peek hole.
I sighed in relief when I only saw Ryder.
Wait, what is he doing here?
I open the door, confused.
"What are you doing here? This late or early." I ask.
"I can't sleep." He shrugs walking past me, into my room and plopping his hot ass on the bed.
Same, boy. Same.
I close the door and cross my hands.
I was in Ryder's hoodie and my grey sweatpants.
I don't know what it is but there is something comforting about his clothes.
"Nice hoodie." He comments and lays in his back.
I join him, laying next to him with head resting on the palm of my hand.
"Thanks. I knew it brought out my eyes when I saw it at the men's section." I say, sarcastically.
"It really does." He says, positioning himself like me and stares at me.
"We should go to sleep. You have a game tomorrow." I say, laying down on my side.
"Why couldn't you sleep?" He asks.
"Same old, same old." I shrug. "How about you?" I ask.
"Anna," is all he said.
I nod, understanding that he doesn't want to talk about it.
Feeling a burst of confidence, I snuggled closer to Ryder.
Thankfully, he responded my circling his arms around my waist and pulling me closer and putting his chin on top of my head.
"Goodnight, Giraffie." I mutter, already feeling sleepy.
"Goodnight, Shortcake." He says.
It was a good night, indeed.
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I woke up expecting to see the space next to me empty and guess what?
Did you guess right?
Yup!/wrong! It was indeed empty.
It took me a minute to get my shut together and build enough motivation to get out of this comfortable bed but that didn't work so I took a nap. Yes, after waking up from a sleeping.
...
Knock knock knock!
I opened my eyes from my nap and glared at the door, even though I couldn't see it but I'm imagining it.
"Get up, lazy ass!" Kyle's annoying voice rings in my ears.
"Fuck off, asshole!" I shouted out, hoping there aren't any kids around.
I roll my eyes but instead of rolling my eyes, my body somehow decided to roll out of bed.
Damn, my body is still not functioning right. I should take another nap-
"No, second naps!" Kyle says making me glare at him. Again, imagining him because I can't see him.
"Bitch ass weirdo asshole dickhead fucker dimwit douchebag devil of a so called brother." I mutter as I got up to the bathroom and stripped out of my clothes.
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Don't Mess With Her
Teen Fiction*Spin off to IASWAD but can be read as a stand alone.* "I care! It doesn't matter what you think. You are mine. No one else can have you but me." He says. He got closer and I smelled something that could explain everything he said. "Giraf-ryder. Sto...
