Chapter 3

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"Ryan?"

"Yes baby girl?" He answered. Jumping out of his arms and onto the floor with a shocked face.

"Why the hell are you in Kyle's room?!" I was too tired to deal with this really.

"Baby girl this is my room and that is my clothes you are wearing. You also asked me for a cuddle and told me to move closer so don't you dare complain." Who the hell does he think he is, God?! "So just come back to bed."

"No, first of all I thought this was Kyle's room and his clothes. Secondly, I asked a best friend for a cuddle not you. And thirdly I will not get in that bed with you. You practical a stranger to me." At this point anger started to boil in me. Why would Jason bring me here? Is this why Ryan had stopped him?

"Love I would really appreciate it if you would stop calling me a stranger. Now get back in this bed." He sat up straight rubbing his tired eyes. Sweet baby Jesus!! Those abs!

"What about them?" He smirked towards me.

"Did I say that out loud?" Shaking his head yes I looked down feeling my checks heat up with embarrassment. I heard foot steps coming towards me but I don't dare look up. I saw his feet right infront of me. Slowing looking up to see his eyes looking straight at me. He opened his mouth but closed it again and shaking his head.

"W-whats wrong?"

"What if it wasn't me that walked in and found you like this? With no bra and a shirt the hardly closes your ass. If it was someone else God knows what would have happened to you." I would hear the worry in his tone that made my heart melt. Smiling up at him I took his hands in mine.

"Then thank God it was you. But I think I really should get going now."

"Why can't you stay with me? Just for tonight, please?"

"Ryan, like I said before you just a stranger." I sighed out.

"Can you stop calling me a fucken stranger!" He ripped his hands out of me hands and run them through his hair that was no longer tied but laying loose almost touching his shoulders. Flinching back thinking he was going to hit me like my father did.

"Why did you flinch? Is it because I raised my voice?" Not answering him only lowering my head. "Baby girl did you think I would hit you?" Nodding my head slowly my looking up into his eyes. They were filled with sadness. "Love I would never lay a hand on you, not in that way." Nodding my head at him a again.

"Can we go sleep please?" Asking with an unsteady voice knowing I was close to crying. He looked at me with shock before a smile lite up his whole face.

"You staying with me?" I only replied with a smile. A genuine one. "Come here Aaliyah." Walking the few steps towards him. He picked me up bridal style. At first I was shocked but after a second or 2 I relaxed. His arms made me feel safe, it felt like home.

Wrapping my arms around his neck and placing my face against his chest. He sat down on the bed placing my on the right side. Slipping under the covers and turn my back towards him. I felt the left side drip as he moved under the covers.

"Good night Ryan."

"Good night baby girl."

Just before sleep took over a felt a strong arm around my waist. Smiling at his actions, I place my arm over his. He kissed my shoulder blade. I turned towards and found him looking at me with a smirk. Before I could ask him why his smirking he placed me on his chest. Without putting up a fight I placed my head on his chest.

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