My feet dragged me out of the class as if they had mind of their own as they rushed me to Ryan’s office during the lunch break but of course how would I call it a day without bumping into someone.
"Oh, I’m sorry." I instantly apologized considering it was my fault.
"Noah, where did you go yesterday?" I heard Keith's voice. Thank God I only bumped into Keith but then his words registered and I shivered thinking about yesterday’s event.
"I... Uh... I went home." I tried to lie but considering my fucked up history in lying I failed miserably.
"You’re lying. You missed my trials. Mateo was looking for you. Why was Mateo looking for you?" He questioned skeptically.
"I promised him to help him for his math test but I had to go." I hurriedly spoke because I wanted to escape this interrogation. I was so fidgety.
"What? When did you two become friends, Noah?” His tone was hands down very rude and filled of jealousy.
"Tone it down, Keith
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Twenty minutes had passed approximately and Ryan had still not come back. Now I was more curious to know what could possibly be the reason for this and what was so important that Lyla couldn’t wait few hours to tell Ryan about it. I decided to go check it myself. I knew they were talking in Ryan’s bedroom. I had the directions to his room in my mind from yesterday so, I got up leaving my phone on the couch, music still blaring through its speakers and stumbled towards his bedroom. As I was getting closer to his bedroom, the music started to fade and their voices started to become louder but not loud enough for me to hear. I walked further and when their voices started forming words in my brain, I stopped to eavesdrop. I know it was bad of me to invade someone’s privacy but I couldn’t help it. I always felt that Ryan was hiding something from me and I so wanted to know badly about it. "But I never did that. You know I’m not like that." I heard Ryan grunt as he
I was waiting impatiently for the bell to ring so I could just sprint off to Ryan’s office. I was really in a bad mood, considering my mum had grounded me yesterday and this morning reminded me that I should be home in 10 minutes. I left without having breakfast to show her how mad I was at her. I barged into Ryan’s office, didn’t find it necessary to ask permission. By now, I knew my way around his office like the back of my hand so, I directed myself to the chair and flopped down on it, crossing my arms over my chest with an angered expressions on my face. “Okay…?” I heard Ryan dragging the word as if trying to understand what was wrong with me. I didn’t answer. “You look pissed.” He concluded with a chuckle. “I am!” I snapped at him but suddenly realized it wasn’t his fault so, took a deep breath before opening my mouth again. “I’m sorry but I am.” I spoke in a soft tone, feeling bad for snapping at him for no reason. “What happened
Do I really think like that? Is there really a part of my brain where these kind of thoughts live; where the thought that my friends, family and Ryan don’t like me, resides? The thoughts like they all are better off without me? The thoughts of self-pitying? How come that part of my mind was so hidden from me? How come I never noticed that I was being suicidal? I was sprawled on the bed, thinking about the dream I had. I couldn’t believe somewhere in my mind I was self-pitying myself when I hated the pity in the first place. I had myself locked in my room. I really wanted to stay out of everyone’s sight for a while. The dream messed me up. Never once in my life I had a dream like that where I thought that the love I get is not real. A knock on the door snapped me out of my jumbled up thoughts. I groaned and placed a pillow on my face, not really wanting to get up but another knock on the door and I shot up to open the door. “Noah…” I heard Mu
[Friday] It was 5 in the evening. I had my things packed in a duffle and I was so ready to spend the day with Ryan. I was waiting for him to pick me up. Every nerve in my body was excited and I kept thinking about the whole weekend I was about to spend at his place. Just the two of us. “Ready, cupcake?” Mum’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned my head towards the direction the voice was coming from. “I’m so happy, mum. Thank you so much.” I was ever grateful for mum to have me this even though I was just an ungrateful ass. “I’m glad that-” She couldn’t finish her sentence because a car horn interrupted her. I perked up from my seat, almost falling flat on my ass. I heard mum laugh but I was too much happy to say something. "He is not in his Tesla and this has nothing to do with me calling him Tesla guy, right?" She teased me but today she could murder me and I’d forgive her because I had never been this excited in my life before. I
"Rise and Shine sleepyhead." I heard a very cheerful voice that woke me up. I fluttered my eyes open. Not that opening them changed anything but whatever. "What time is it?" I questioned, groggily and rubbed my eyes simultaneously because lights really burn my eyes. "It's 8pm which means dinner time, chop-chop!" He pulled me out of the sheets and made me sit up. For a second he resembled my mother as he dragged me out of the bed. "What's gotten you in a good mood?" I giggled letting him drag me to wherever he was dragging me to. “You.” He scooped me up in his arms, earning a squeak from me. "Ryan, I can walk." I giggled, flailing my legs for him to put me down. "I know." He stated. I just shut my mouth as he was talking me somewhere. "Ryan, I need to pee." I informed him when the pressure increased. I hear him sigh dramatically. "There's only so many ways to destroy romance. Go!" He put me down as I didn’t wait a second
After having breakfast Ryan decided to grade some papers and I did my homework. He also had some of his business work which he was currently doing in office in the house while I decided to get some fresh air. I strode out of the house to the lawn. I walked around a bit enjoying the cool breeze along with the warmth of the sun. It was balancing out each other. I walked a little more before I smelled flowers and I stopped in my track. I was inhaling the scent of the flowers when I felt arms around me, wrapping my waist. I hummed and leaned my head back. The grip wasn’t as gentle as always but I shrugged it off. “I can only imagine how beautiful this place would be.” I mumbled closing my eyes and trying to get comfortable in his arms but I couldn’t. There was something different. “Flowers look beautiful right? I guessed that because a thing with so tempting scent can only be beautiful” I mumbled. He placed his chin on my shoulder. Something was wrong. I
“Stop it!” I shrieked, giggling when Ryan put the cake batter on my face and licked it. He was doing it for almost 15 minutes. After I woke up, we had our lunch and I was feeling pretty much myself so I requested Ryan not to bring up what happened earlier this morning and like the understanding guy he is, he agreed. We decided to bake cake together and make some cupcakes. It was Ryan’s idea. He said his mother just sent her the new cake recipe and he wanted to try it and who was I to say no to cake. It had been an hour that he was trying to make cake batter but he spilled it all on the floor when he made it the first time because he was too busy tickling me. “What? You are so delicious, I can’t stop myself.” He said putting more on my neck and then licking it. “Ryan, I swear to god, I’m going to punch you. You spilled it first time, you’re going to do it again but I really want to eat the cake.” I whined pushing him a little. “You spil
A knock on the door and I still wasn’t ready. I always threw hair forward, ruffled them up and then threw them back because for a person like me, combing the hair into a perfect style was difficult. Plus mop of the curls I had on my head, it looked strangely good with just rough finger combing. I’ve been told so. But today it was my first date. I wanted to look good on my first date. I was dressed casual so, I guess messy hair wouldn’t look bad but that was just me, in my imagination. Would it actually look suitable for a date? I had no idea. I opened the door with my usual messy hair but kinda better dressing than usual because Eva helped me with it and I trusted her. As soon as I opened the door all my insecurities washed away because Ryan started complimenting me like he hadn’t seen me in casual clothing before and that’s what I always loved about him. He always boosted up my confidence like when you get high on confidence just for 15 minutes when you list