The Player And The Nerd •Jiley•

•Part 29•

•Riley's pov•
I woke up the next morning with an extremely painful hangover. Who would even drink if this is the end result? As well as the hangover I also had bags under my black mascara smudged eyes and my breath didn't only reak of alcohol but also vomit.

The joys of drinking.

It did warm my heart to see texts from my friends asking me if I was okay- some people actually cared for me and had my back at least. I apologised for leaving without letting them know, and sighed at the thought of James.

I knew that at some point I'd have to clear the air with him, however I never thought it would be this soon.

James: sorry about last night...I just didn't like the fact someone as vulnerable as you were out drinking..anything could have happened.

Rolling my eyes at how pathetic he was being, I tapped my thumbs.

Me: what's the worst that could happen?

James: anything! You're 16, you shouldn't be getting drunk and partying at this age!

Me: oh so it's okay for you but not me? All my friends and some of yours are 16!

He took a while to respond to that, so I got out of bed and cleaned myself up. I felt a lot better once I had a fresh face and clean sweatpants on.

James: yeah okay fair enough...but I care about you..I know what you've been through and and I don't know, it just didn't feel right

Me: well it felt right to me. And if you actually cared about me then maybe you'd have looked after me for the night or just checked I got home safe at least. Of course you, James Flanagan, would have been fucking some random girl

James: actually I didn't, but now I wish I did.

After that he stopped replying to me. It hurt to know that I possibly hurt him but I don't understand. All I wanted was to have a fun time with my friends, and for the first time in my life that's what I was doing...

Why couldn't he accept that?

•James pov•
It felt strange seeing Riley last night. I know that I yelled at her to leave- it's the only clear thing I could actually remember from last night. It was crystal clear in my mind. I wanted to apologise, but at the same time I wanted her to too.

It's young, innocent Riley. I didn't like her when she was drinking and all vulnerable to the nasty world. I just wanted to keep her protected in my arms forever, but I knew I couldn't.

It terrified me.
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The next day at school went on forever. I hardly saw Riley, only briskly in the corridor. I attempted to get her attention at break but she didn't head; or she did and just pretended not to.

However I had hope as for last period, which was starting in only a few minutes, was drama. That meant a whole hour of getting to practise acting (which I loved) and with Ri. Surprisingly she enjoyed it too, even if she was one of the quieter ones of the group.

"Hey uh we need to talk" I said striding up to her. I didn't care that we were supposed to be practising lines, this was more important.

"I don't think we have anything to talk about" she said keeping her eyes on her crumpled script. I knew she wasn't reading it because her hazel eyes didn't scan over the page. They just stayed frozen.

"Well I have some thing I want to say."

"Save it, we have lines to practise" she said looking up at me in a somewhat cold manner.

"I'll save it for later, 4pm you and me, Dairy Queen. Don't bring money I'll pay."

•Rileys pov•
I was going to make up an excuse that I was busy tonight, but i couldn't resist free froyo

Or him.
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Chapters are gonna be a little short sometimes just so I have more to post :) also I'm gonna have a hard time turning this book around because I have my plot written out but before going on break I went completely off topic and made Riley end up as something she wasn't supposed to be like haha