The Coach's Son (boyxboy)

Chapter 19

Ollie POV

It was a stupid decision to break up with Hayden. I knew it was. I thought I had no choice at the time. I wanted my father to look at me again. I didn't want him to feel disgusted when he thought about his own son. I desired for my relationship with my father to be restored and due to him not wanting me to be with Hayden, I felt the need to respect his wish.

However, as soon as I told Hayden I regretted it. He looked completely distraught and the last thing I wanted to think about was Hayden with Kai or some other slut. Not unless that slut was me. Huh, never thought I'd refer to myself as a slut. This is definitely a new low for me. I told Ryder and Mattie about it. You see with them there were stages. At first they laughed at the thought of my dad walking in on Hayden and me. Then, they began to grow serious about the topic. That quickly changed when I told them I broke up with him, they were angry at my not well thought out decision. I had become immune to their stages of reaction. You'd think they'd change it up, but nope. They kept it predictable.

I was walking home from school with them and they were still giving me hell about breaking it off with Hayden. It's like they didn't consider my feelings. I was already angry with myself for what I did. All day I tried to catch Hayden's eye, but I never succeeded. He'd look away and pretend not to notice me. That is what killed me, Hayden not sparing a glance in my direction. Before we even had the relationship going on he'd always glance my way during class. Sometimes it's would be one of his signature smirks, a inappropriate hand gesture or just trying to annoy me, he always tried to make eye contact. I was not trying to come across as a self-absorbed jackass. It was simply a fact. Not anymore though. I'm sure he'll forget about me in no time. "So what are you going to do?" Ryder asked.

"I don't know. Wait until my dad realizes he's being extra," I answer, kicking a rock from the sidewalk.

"Try reasoning with him," Mattie interjected, "You can't follow every little thing he says."

"He's my father, I have to," I huffed. To me listening to my father wasn't an option. I respected him too much to continue doing what had caused this huge fight in the first place. I was brought up with parents that engrained in my mind you had to follow your parent's wishes. Naturally, I didn't follow everything they told me. I listened to most the things they told me and I never really questioned myself about it. Yeah, I smoked weed. My parents didn't not encourage that, but they hadn't explicitly said, "I don't want you smoking weed," so I saw it as my little loophole. Like I said before, I didn't follow every thing they said.

"C'mon Ollie, no teen follows everything their parents tell them, if you really like Hayden you'll work for him," Ryder began to lecture me.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I grumbled.

"Brooke asked for my number today," Ryder abruptly changed the topic. I was glad, though. I was sick of talking about my stupid life. It was embarrassing to talk about your dad walking in on you while in the middle of something fathers should never see! In fact, embarrassing was an understatement. It was something that should never be brought up. "I think she's into me," Ryder fawned.

"Please, she probably wants help in English," Mattie chided.

"Considering I have a solid 60 in that class and she has an 80, I don't think that's the case," Ryder snorted, "She probably realized my natural sexiness."

Mattie and I exchanged a doubtful look and broke out into a fit of laughter. Ryder wasn't ugly by all means. I mean I would never personally go for him because he is my best friend and that'd feel wrong. However, girls noticed him and he never had an issue with getting a girl to fall for him. He had that bad boy look some girls liked, and the innocent smile for the girls who liked the good boy look. Overall he was a well-rounded guy, I guess. "Don't get your hopes up just yet, Ryder. I heard she can be a little bitchy," I informed him.