Winning over The Bad Boy(Do you wanna play a game)

Chapter: 28

*NOT PROOF READ*

 It was now Friday, Lana and I were standing around Ryder's truck waiting for him while we discussed what we'd be doing tonight. When I got home on Tuesday, I walked in the door and my phone went off. As soon as I answered it I was pampered with questions from Lana about why Ryder had is arms wrapped around my waist.

Then she started accusing me of hiding things from her. Every time I tried talking or explaining, she'd cut me off. I hung up her and she sent me a bunch of text messages threatening. When I turned off my phone and went to take a shower. I found her stalking me through my bathroom window. I peed myself. Twice.

I eventually let her in my house, and explained to her that we weren't dating. She didn't believe me at first, then she saw how angry I was becoming because of all the cute things that we do. She gave me a whole lecture on how I should just jump him and tare his clothes off. I considered it. Just kidding. That's weird. 

So the next few days were like the rest, wake up, shower, change, straighten and or curl my hair, come to school, attend classes, come home and hangout with Ryder. "Hello to my two most favorite people in the world." Ryder exclaimed from behind us.

"Were the only people in the world you talk to." Lana retorted. Ryder scoffed, "Wanna change that?" He raised his eyebrows and so did Lana. "Dude, you're too whipped to do that." Jamie added into our conversation.

Ryder glared. "Am not." He defended. "Sure." Jamie and Lana drew out. I grabbed Ryder's hand. "We're leaving now. Lana, I'll see you tonight at five thirty." I clarified while dragging Ryder to his truck behind me. It got colder out and Ryder was afraid I'd catch a cold. 

But me being me, insisted I'd be fine in my outfit. I was wearing a white knitted sweater with a maroon scarf, and maroon pants with brown ankle boots to match my brown bag. (A/N PICTURE TO THE SIDE, OR UP AT THE TOP OF THE FIRST PAGE, ALL DEPENDS.) 

"A sleepover, huh?" Jamie asked as he and Ryder smirked. "Yeah?" Lana and I glanced at each other confused. "I see." Jamie said while smirking. "Okay." I said while scrunching my eyebrows together and Jamie just glanced at Ryder and smirked. They seemed to be having a conversation without using any words. 

"Weirdos."  I mumbled under my breath. "I heard that, princess." He breathed into my hair. I smiled, "good." He narrowed his eyes at me and I looked up at my amused friends. Jamie wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and I furrowed my brows. He glanced down at my hand, and I followed his gaze, I was still holding onto Ryder's. 

"Okay, well were leaving now. Bye Lana." I called out while dragging Ryder behind me. He laughed at me and saluted to Jamie. Who winked at me, causing him to earn an eye roll. Lana laughed at us and mumbled something to Jamie who smirked. Weirdo.

Ryder opened the passenger door for me and I smiled my thanks. He walked around to the other side of the door and hopped in. We drove home in a comfortable silence. He turned on the radio and 'Talk Dirty' came on by Jason Derulo. 

I glanced at Ryder and he glanced at me, then when the music and lyrics came on we broke out into a full on singing marathon. To be honest, we probably sounded like dying walrus' that were just hit by a truck and were giving birth, but to me, his voice was amazing and sexy- mostly sexy.

He broke out into the rap and I laughed. "Dos Cadenas, close to genius. Sold out arenas, you can suck my penis, Gilbert Arenas, guns on deck. Chest to chest, tongue on neck. International oral sex. Every picture I take, I pose a threat. Bought a jet, what'd you expect? Her -." I cut him off by slapping my hand over his mouth.