Depression makes me want to write. Thankfully it doesn't always spill into my writing. Two chapter within 5 minutes.Review, please?

Chapter 17

Somehow I had managed to tell him exactly what I wanted him to do. I don't know how I did it but somehow he gave me this new confidence that had made everything so comfortable. I had fallen asleep by his side still naked. Nothing seemed to matter right then. Everything seemed perfect. He had even told me so himself a couple of times. I don't know why I'm doing this to myself. This isn't going to stay so amazing. It's going to crash and burn like everything else in my life. We're going to get out of this phase we're in right now and somehow things are going to fall apart. As much as I don't want them to they will. Nothing in my life can ever stay good. I woke up with Ryan's arms around my waist. I glanced up over at the clock on the nightstand. It was almost 5 am. I jumped up out of bed.

"Ryan!" I hissed trying to wake him up. He was stirring so I walked over and pushed him a little. "Hmm?" He opened his eyes slowly.

"It's 5! I have to get going. I'll see you at school." I said leaning over and kissing his lips. I was glad it was Friday but I hoped to God my mom wouldn't notice that I was coming home right now.

I didn't want to have to explain why my hair was all over the place or why I probably smelled like sex. I was walking to the door when I came face to face with a man I had never seen before.

"Uhm, excuse me." I tried to pass the tall man. "Who are you?" He asked me. "I should be asking you that question since you are in MY house." I gritted my teeth at him.

"Oh, you smell like your mother." He bent down and growled in my ear. I stood there silent as he went to leave. "That was totally uncalled for, ass!" I yelped before turning towards the stairs and running up them quickly.

"Taylor." My mother looked surprised to see me. "Mom." My eyes widened. "What are you doing? Are you just getting in?" She sounded like she actually cared.

"No. I went out for a run earlier, you know trying to lose some weight to fit into my winter clothes." I lied to her face. She seemed to take that answer.

The shower I took didn't help any. I couldn't get the smell off of me if I tried. Or maybe that was just me feeling guilty about not being at home until almost 6 am.

"So that really can't happen again. I mean my mom didn't know that I wasn't home but this morning I came face to face with one of my moms 'friends' the man came on to me, Ryan. It was so gross." I rambled after we were tucked away in the closet that had become a comfortable place for us. I saw him tenses up a little.

"Oh no, I didn't mean it like that. I mean he…said I smelled like my mother. Ew." I scrunched up my nose and he laughed kissing my nose.

"Summer wants me to go over to her place tonight and well I kind of already told my mother I'd be spending the night, instead how about I stay with you at the hotel?" I smiled raising an eyebrow. His face faltered a bit. "What?" I asked nervously.

"Marissa wants me to watch Kingsly for a few hours so she can get some shopping done." He said. "Oh, okay well that's fine I'll just see you tomorrow?" I questioned.

"Actually you'll see me tonight I should be back at the hotel around 10 or so. I'll call." He kissed my forehead. God, I couldn't be away from this guy for more than a few hours. Something is wrong with me. Seriously.

Oliver looked far too disappointed when I sat down next to Lindsey the next day. "He has a crush on you." She pointed her finger at the black haired guy.

"So." I shrug. I don't really care. That's his problem not mine. "You don't like him?" She asks. Who was this girl and why did she think she needed to be in my business? "No, I've got a boyfriend." I flashed her a smile. I think Ryan overheard because when I looked at the front of the class I saw him smiling.

"Taylor." Oliver Trask grabbed my arm as we were about to leave class. I look down at his hand and pushed it off of my elbow.

"Hmm?" I turned towards him. We were the only people left in Ryan's class room all but Ryan who was acting like he was doing something but I knew he was listening.

"I was just wanting to know if you wanted to go out tonight? Maybe catch a movie get something to eat?" He gave me a genuine smile. "No!" Ryan yelled from his desk. I widened my eyes and looked over at him. "What?" I tried to sound annoyed by him.

"Sorry, my computer crashed." Such a liar. "Oliver, I can't. I'm really sorry I can't. You seem like a nice guy and all but really I don't have those type of feelings for you plus I doubt my boyfriend wouldn't like that." I told him. He didn't look pleased.

"I thought you didn't have a boyfriend?" He asked. "I didn't when you asked me that the other night but I do now." I flashed him a small smile. "Oh okay." He nodded and walked past me out of the classroom.

"No?" I quirked an eyebrow at Ryan laughing at him. "So that wasn't my finest moment." He shrugged.

"I would say not. I was going to say no anyway. I could never cheat on my amazing boyfriend." I smiled before walking out of the class room.

"Are we still on for tonight?" Summer caught up with me in the hall going to my next class.

"Of course." I nodded at her. "Great! I'll supply the junk food and movie of course. Cohen's visiting his mom this weekend. He said she's not doing better." Summer looked down at her feet. Kirsten had always been an amazing woman. Up until her father died. She had started drinking and nothing seemed to help her stop.

"Okay. I'll see you after school, Sum." I said before walking towards my next class. Life couldn't be better right now. I had an amazing boyfriend and a new friend who I'm pretty sure could be my best friend. I could only hope. I needed more people in my life. For awhile there I was currently lacking in them.

During lunch as I sat in the lounge not hungry I got a text from Ryan. Miss you. God, could this guy get anymore perfect? Okay maybe he could meaning he'd either be younger or I'd be older. He wouldn't be my teacher oh and he wouldn't be married to an international model! But I take what I can get.

"So, Townsend how are things on the home front?" Summer bounced back on her bed.

"Things are…okay. My mom's sleeping around again." I shrugged looking over at Summer who was laughing. "I met one of her guys this morning, too. When I came home at 5 am." I bit my lower lip hearing Summer laugh. I knew she'd want all details. Somehow I didn't mind telling her all of my deep secrets. Okay so these aren't my deep secrets. I wouldn't tell her any of those.

"5 am? Where were you? Oh my God you were getting it on with Mr. Hottie weren't you?" She smiled sitting up on her knees.

"Summer, stop calling him that! And stop saying 'getting it on' it sounds so…so gross." I replied. "Whatever, sex, making love, getting it on. Same difference." She said seriously.

"Now enough about my relationship with Ryan. How are you and Seth?" I asked crossing my legs to face her. "Well…good actually. I mean better than expected. At first I was kind of afraid of him. I knew he had hit you…and I was scared he'd do the same to me. But he hasn't and he promised he won't…" It was her turn to get nervous and bite down on her lower lips.

"He won't hit you, Summer. I don't know what it was about me but he won't do that to you. He's had a thing for you since he and I started dating." I told her truthfully. Her face lit up. If only I believed that he wouldn't hit her. This is exactly how things with Seth and I had been when we first started dating. Amazing and blissful. Out of nowhere he turned on me. I can only hope he doesn't do that to Summer. She doesn't deserve to be treated so terribly.