This Guy

Chapter 32- I Can't Believe it

Ryan's Pov

I pushed away from him, after realizing what we were doing. It felt wrong, because he was drunk. But at the same time, I kinda liked it... Shane smirks, and I scold at him.

"Get a hold of yourself! I know you're drunk, but still!" I whisper-yell. His head wobbles, and soon his head is rested on his shoulder, and he's asleep. I groan. Now what? How am I supposed to get him out now? I pull out my phone, and I check the time.

3:45

Already?! 15 minutes until school lets out! I quickly text Dylan:

Dylan! I found Shane! He's knocked out in the boys bathroom! The one by the teachers lounge. Help??

I get his text back in 2 minutes, and relief washes over. I let out a breath.

Okay, I'm coming.

I wait for Dylan, and 5 minutes later he shows up.

"where are you?" He asked.

"Thank god you're here!" I exclaim. I open up the last stall door, and wave him in.

He rushes in. "This is...wrong. 2 guys, and 1 girl?"

I roll my eyes. "What am I supposed to do?"

He thinks, before telling me,"Okay, we're gonna drag him out, and take him to the parking lot. We will leave him there, until school lets out. Okay?"

I nod. "Okay."

***

Dylan wiped the sweat of his face, with the back of his palm.

"God, Shane! Why you gotta do this to me and your girl?" he demanded.

I laughed. I see why Macy swoons over him.

"Lazy ass. You owe me." Dylan muttered.

I smiled, and shook my head.

We walked back into the school, and I got stopped by my last period teacher.

Mrs. Fleur.

Boo.

She's my French teacher.

"Miss. Larson, Mr. Bautista. Sneaking out?" she said, with her nose in the air.

C'mon, I mean seriously?

She's just proving how stuck-up she is.

I rolled my eyes. "No, we were actually helping a friend." And then I realized that I couldn't tell her what really happened.

Stupid Ryan!

Stupid!

Dylan cut in. "What she means is that, we helped get a friend to the nurse's office."

She looked us up and down, before dismissing us. "Very well then, get along."

I let out a breath, and we started to walk away from her.

"Thanks." I told him.

"No problem. That was close." Dylan said.

I nodded.

"So where do we go now? We barely have any time left."

He thought about that. "Well why don't we just go get our things, and then wait for Macy?"

I smiled. "Looking out for your girlfriend? You two are the cutest."

I teased.

Dylan's cheeks, were tinted with a hint of pink, and I smiled.