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I grabbed my hoodie from my room and followed Ryan out of the house.
"Where are we going exacly?" I asked shoving my hands into my pockets.
"You'll see." He stared blankly ahead.
"R-ryan? W-" I started and looked at the ground "why are y-you doing this?" I looked up at him.
"What do you mean?" He kept looking straight ahead.
"I mean we never talk. In fact we've never said two words to each other. What made you all of a sudden start talking to me?" I asked looking at him. He shrugged. Then I noticed it. The faint purple on the left side of his face. "Ryan, look at me." He shook his head, "Ryan look at me!" I begged. He shook his head again. "Ryan please look at me!" I begged through tears.
"Why? So you can see how fucking ugly I am?" He said calmly.
"Ry, you're not ugly. Whoever told you that is obviously blind." I put my hand on his shoulder and we stopped walking.
"I'm pretty sure my dad has perfect vision." He muttered.
"Y-your dad?" I asked raising my eyebrows.
"You act surprised." He said through a laugh.
"Ryan let's go home." I said shaking my head. He nodded.
I wrapped myself up in a blanket and sat on the couch. I couldn't really tell what movie we were watch because I kept my eyes locked on Ryan the entire time. I always had a secret crush on Ryan, but it was only an innocent little crush. Like when you were a little kid and your older brother had a cute friend or your best friend had a cute older brother. But over the years it had become something more. I think I was actually falling for him. No, no you have a boyfriend.
"Share!" Brendon screamed and pointed at the blanket I was currently wrapped up in.
"Hell to the fucking no!" I screamed back making Jon and Spencer look at me, but Ryan just kept looking foward, as usual. FUCKING LOOK AT ME RYAN! I stared at Ryan.
"HOLY SHIT YOU LOVE RYAN!" Jon screamed making me jump.
"FUCK NO!" I screamed back laughing. Wait is Ryan crying?
"Where are we going exacly?" I asked shoving my hands into my pockets.
"You'll see." He stared blankly ahead.
"R-ryan? W-" I started and looked at the ground "why are y-you doing this?" I looked up at him.
"What do you mean?" He kept looking straight ahead.
"I mean we never talk. In fact we've never said two words to each other. What made you all of a sudden start talking to me?" I asked looking at him. He shrugged. Then I noticed it. The faint purple on the left side of his face. "Ryan, look at me." He shook his head, "Ryan look at me!" I begged. He shook his head again. "Ryan please look at me!" I begged through tears.
"Why? So you can see how fucking ugly I am?" He said calmly.
"Ry, you're not ugly. Whoever told you that is obviously blind." I put my hand on his shoulder and we stopped walking.
"I'm pretty sure my dad has perfect vision." He muttered.
"Y-your dad?" I asked raising my eyebrows.
"You act surprised." He said through a laugh.
"Ryan let's go home." I said shaking my head. He nodded.
I wrapped myself up in a blanket and sat on the couch. I couldn't really tell what movie we were watch because I kept my eyes locked on Ryan the entire time. I always had a secret crush on Ryan, but it was only an innocent little crush. Like when you were a little kid and your older brother had a cute friend or your best friend had a cute older brother. But over the years it had become something more. I think I was actually falling for him. No, no you have a boyfriend.
"Share!" Brendon screamed and pointed at the blanket I was currently wrapped up in.
"Hell to the fucking no!" I screamed back making Jon and Spencer look at me, but Ryan just kept looking foward, as usual. FUCKING LOOK AT ME RYAN! I stared at Ryan.
"HOLY SHIT YOU LOVE RYAN!" Jon screamed making me jump.
"FUCK NO!" I screamed back laughing. Wait is Ryan crying?
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