Angel face

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I know it's not Abby and I know it's not my parents or Ana and I have no other friends so I didn't answer "Wyatt?" I ask "What?" He yells back from across the hall "Come here," I say as he groans and comes into my room, attitude much? "What?" He asks with much attitude and force I frown, "did you call me from the house phone or something?"i ask looking at my phone to see the number he gives me a confused look and shakes his head, "No, let me see the number?" He asks grabbing my phone and taking his out of his pocket "Let me check if I have this number," he says while punching in the phone keypad, "What the?" He says as the most confused person in the world, "It's Ryan?" He says "Ryan? Why is Ryan calling me?" I ask "And how did he get my number?" I ask, Wyatt just shrugs "Call him and ask him those questions." he says as he walks out of the room, I groan "fine," I say under my breath.

I click on the number and it starts calling it it rings 3 times until he answers,

"Oh, hey angel face I had a feeling you'd call back," he says,

I could feel his smirk through the phone which makes me shiver,

"How'd you get my number, why are you calling, who gave you my number?" I ask all at once,

"Whoa tone it down a bit angel face, my mom gave me your number, I'm calling because I want to explain what happened before but I want to explain in person." he says

"Why, there's nothing to explain really, I have to go do homework bye." I say as I'm about to hang up "I'm picking you up at 7:00." and then he hangs up

"Ughhh!" I groan into my pillow. "I guess I'm going..." I whisper to myself.

I go and take a shower, brush my teeth, eat, and then change into a flower button-down, high-waisted denim shorts, black Combats and my hair is literally a state long so I just put it in a messy bun which I'm proud of "Why am I putting effort in my outfit?" I whisper to myself as I blow a strand of hair out of my face "Oh well." I put on some mascara and Chapstick and make sure my phone is charged 100% just incase he try's to murder me or I try to murder him, there's a 50% chance it's me murdering him so.. yeah "I think I'm read-" wait, "Wait, shit who's gonna take care of wyatt?" I ask myself mentally kicking myself "Hey, April?" Wyatt asks which makes me jump a mile, "Yes?" I ask as I open the door "Can I go to the other Wyatt's house? His mom said she wants to take us to the park." he says, a Cheshire Cat grin is plastered on my face "yes!" I cheer in victory "What?" He asks "Oh, uh, yes go, go, don't be late, be here 10:30 the latest and if I'm not home you know where to find the key, okay?" I say, "Where are you going?" He asks slipping his shoes on "Don't worry about it, just go before I change my mind." I say ruffling his hair, I throw his sweater in his face "Wear it." I demand "But it's not-" I cut him off "Wyatt." I say again "Fine, bye 10:30 bye." he says as he runs out the door and slams the door making me jump,

*Knock, knock, knock*
Ugh what did Wyatt forget this time?

"Wyatt what did you forg-" I stop talking when I see

Ryan "Wh-um-hi." I stutter

I mentally kick myself "Hey angel," he says crossing his arms which makes his muscles tighten and his shirt go up a bit, and I take a deep breath staring at the bit of his V-line showing, he clears his throat "You gonna keep staring or are we gonna go?" He says, my cheeks heat up "Shut up!" I screech as I walk out, I hear him chuckle, he follows me to the door and stop walking "No, no, Ryan!" I say stepping back "What?" He asks chuckling "You know what, I'm not riding that thing!" I say pointing at the death trap of a bike
"Then what are we riding Angel?" He says raising an eyebrow "My car." I say crossing my arms "No we are riding my motorcycle." he says lifting his eyebrow once more, I step closer to him "No, we are riding in my car, and I'm driving buddy." I say "Fine, but I'm driving." he smirks "Okay, one more thing," I say frowning "What, Angel." he says "My eyes are up here." I say lifting his chin up biting my lip, un crossing my arms I shake my head and walk to the passenger seat. And gets in the drivers seat and we drove off to the place. Wherever the place is

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