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SAYING THAT Ryland Storms was an asshole was a complete and utter understatement. Although you could be a bitch yourself, this boy made it his duty to constantly annoy you every single time you came over to the hype house.
"Ryland go the fuck away" you groaned as the curly haired boy shot you with the confetti gun, resulting in you turning around and punching him.
"Ouch" he whined jokingly as you picked up your hair clips and walked upstairs to Addison's room, flopping onto the bed as she laughed at the sight of her best friend.
"Let me guess, Ryland again?" She said as you nodded, your head still shoved into her pillow as she rubbed your back lightly before going back to doing something in her laptop.
"He won't leave me alone" you sighed out as she laughed.
"Maybe he likes you? You know how boys are like mean to girls they like" she said as you furrowed your eyebrows. You'd never seen Ryland as boyfriend material, as he was always making fun of you.
"I'm changing the subject so that it's not about that shit, anyways I have to go and pick which bikini photo I like best for the front of that magazine" You said as Addison smiled at you, proud of her best friend for all her achievements.
You quickly made your way down the stairs and sat at the table, your manager pulling out all of the photos.
"Any that you like?" She said smiling as you admired all of the photos of you. You always hated your body, but you felt hella confident in these photos and you were hoping that they would like them.
"You look through these, I gotta go and talk to some people about events and stuff" she said as you nodded and looked through them.
"Yo they look so good— guys come look at y/n's photos they look so good!" Chase yelled as a few of the boys— including Ryland— made their way over to you. You felt uneasy, scared that someone was going to say someone about the way you looked, as it was always an insecurity for you.
"Ugh yes I love them, they're such good quality" Michael said as you grinned and felt a sense of confidence. All of the boys agreed as well which made you feel even better about yourself.
Well, until Ryland spoke his mind on the topic.
"You don't like that good there, like you only look a little bit bigger so maybe— I don't know, you should go on a diet and stop eating as much" he laughed out as your face dropped. What the fuck was this dude's problem with you? A single tear left your eye as you picked up all of the photos and pushed passed three boys, tears leaving your eyes even more now as you listened to the boys give Ryland a hard time.
Meanwhile, Chase turned back around and shoved Ryland, leaving him confused.
"What?" He asked as he looked amongst all of his friends who were now glaring at him.
"You're a real fucking asshole" Michael said as he furrowed his eyebrows a little bit.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Making women feel self conscious? That's such a sick thing to do because we all know damn well she looked hot— and she was really feeling herself until you came over and completely ruined her" Ondreaz ranted as Ryland stared at the group of boys. But at the end of the day, whether he was joking or not about that, they were right.
Ryland didn't know why he didn't like you, but he was fairly sure it was because he didn't want to get close to a pretty girl like you and then break your heart, so he's started breaking yours first.
"Fuck" he muttered as they boys continued to lecture him about what he had said to the poor girl that was sitting beside them not even five minutes ago.
During this time, you had ran all the way up to Addison's room, wrapping you arms around her as you pulled away and stared down at the photos.
"I look so disgusting" you said as you threw the photos across the room, leaving a confused Addison starting to pick them all up and examine them.
"Babe, you're beautiful what are you talking about?" She said as she tried to figure out what the hell her best friend was even talking about.
"I just— they're gross, get rid of them I don't wanna see them anymore" you said as you sat on her bed, refusing to make eye contact with the girl.
"Did one of the boys say something?" She said softly as you looked away, nodding your head a little hit as she rolled her eyes and stood up.
"Was it Ryland" she asked again as you nodded and started to play with your fingers. She sighed before coming over and grabbing your hands in hers, making you look into her eyes.
"He told me I looked fucking fat Addy, he said the words 'you look a little big...maybe you should go on a diet' to me and I've never felt so disgusted in myself" you said crying as she sat there with her jaw dropped. Abruptly, she stood up and stormed out the door, down to where the boys were having a go at Ryland.
"Oh god" he muttered as he saw Addison walk up to him and cross her arms over her chest in anger.
"Thanks to you, shes up there crying because she feels so disgusted in herself when she looked so damn good in those photos and everyone in this room can agree with me because it's true. And then you– you just don't even care for her fucking feelings" she yelled as she shoved her finger into his chest.
Ryland's heart ached as Addison yelled at him, god he was such an idiot for saying those shitty things to you all the time. Ryland blocked out the girls angry remarks as he moved past her, running up the stairs and straight into the girls room.
Your head whipped up as you heard the door slam open, seeing a tired Ryland standing there making you look down at the ground. What we're you even meant to say to him?
"Y/n, can we talk" he mumbled out as you nodded, not wanting to argue with him.
"Okay here goes nothing— I'm extremely sorry for all that shit that I said y/n, god i was such an asshole to you. You didn't even look bad in those photos you looked so fucking pretty but my ego is so big that I couldn't even admit it. I'm so fucking sorry if I made you feel self conscious or anything" he ranted, making you notice a tear running down his face.
"Ryland, why do you hate me" you asked as he stiffened up and stared you in the eyes, coming and sitting next to you on the bed.
"Becuase I thought that if I pushed you away enough I wouldn't like you anymore" he mumbled as your eyes widened and you stared at him in shock.
"You like me?" You mumbled out as Ryland sighed and stood up.
"It's okay I know you don't like me back, it's fine" he said as he started walked out the door.
In a matter of seconds, something washed over you and you jumped up, grabbing Ryland by the arm and pulled him back so that his chest was against yours.
In a split second you leaned up and placed your lips on his, making him gasp and not kiss back for the first few seconds before he kissed back. You smiled lightly as Ryland placed his hands on your waist and gripped tightly. Your hands went around his neck as you continued to make out with him— something that you never expected to do.
When the two of you pulled away, Ryland had a smirk on his face as he put a piece of hair behind your ear.
"Maybe if you weren't such an asshole, this could've happened sooner" you said as Ryland rolled his eyes and kissed you again, just to shut you up.
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THIS SUCKS AHAHHAAH IM SO SORRY