Sorry I haven't updated in a while. But now that Mid-terms are over, I can finally get to writing again. So Yeah. Enjoy chapter three!
She Will Be Loved©
National Treasure™
DISLCAIMER: I do not own National Treasure™ or its characters. I only own Kyle© and that's it. I do want to thank Jerry and they guys for making this movie 'cause it totally kicks total ASS!
Chapter Three
"I can't believe you had to wait and tell me now." Kyle says to Riley
Riley just sighs, a little annoyed from the fact that she couldn't let that small little mistake alone and just forget it.
"I'm sorry, okay? I thought if I called, you wouldn't remember me." He explains.
Kyle parks the car in the parking lot.
"How could I ever forget you, Riley? You're my best friend." She says softly.
Riley looks at her, "Even if we didn't talk for a couple years?" he asks.
"Even if we didn't talk for a couple years." She confirms with a smile.
It became silent and Riley hates those kinds of silences.
"Well, let's get you settled then." He says, getting out of the car.
Kyle bites her lower lip, sighs and gets out of the car her self. That moment she had just had with Riley was very unintentional. Yeah, she likes him…a lot. And she always has. There isn't a day that goes by that she doesn't think of him.
"Hello? Are you still alive?" Riley asks, waving his hand in front of her face.
Kyle shakes her head and looks at him.
"Sorry, I kind of spaced out." She apologizes.
"It's okay. I space out all the time at work." He says and they walk to the apartment building.
The two of them walk to his apartment and walk in.
"I'll sleep on the couch and you take the bed." Riley offers, placing Kyle's bags next to the door.
"No, I'll take the couch." Kyle states, sitting on the couch.
"Nope, you deserve the bed. You shouldn't be sleeping on this hunk of crap." He argues back.
Kyle smirks, "Fine. We share." She says, standing up.
Riley frowns.
"The couch?"
Kyle laughs and walks to his bedroom.
"Your bed, love." She says and falls back on it.
Riley walks into his room and leans against the door frame, looking at her.
"You want us to share a bed?" he asks.
Kyle sits up and stands up.
"What? Have you never shared a bed with a woman before, Riley?" she says walking behind him.
"I have." He answers a little nervously.
"Then why should this be any different?" she whispers in his ear.
Riley feels him self get red. "It was a different kind of sharing." He states.
Kyle's backs away from him.
"Ew. I did NOT need to know that much, love." She says and goes back over to the bed and plops down on it.
"Hey, you asked." Riley points out.
Kyle glares at him.
"You didn't have to answer." She says.
"Well, if I had not said anything, you would have continued your little sexy act you had going on." He states, sitting next to her.
Kyle looks at him with a smirk. "Aw, what poor little Riley getting excited?" she teases.
"No." he answers little too quickly.
She rolls her eyes.
"What was that for?" Riley asks, commenting towards her 'rolling of the eyes'.
"Oh nothing, love." She says, getting off the bed and out of the room.
"I'm gonna change." She calls out to him.
Riley frowns, "Thanks for sharing."
Kyle laughs and replies, "Oh, you're picturing it right now…as we speak."
Riley opens is mouth to say something then closes it. He doesn't deny that he's picturing stuff. After all, he's a guy in his 20's who happens to have a hot girl in his apartment and they will be sharing the same bed. Yeah, of course thoughts are running through his mind. He takes off his shirt and throws it aside, putting his head in his hands.
"Something wrong?" Kyle's voice came from door way.
"Nothing…" Riley fades off as he looks over at her.
Her black and purple hair fell just beneath her shoulders. She had on plaid PJ pants and a black sports bra. Riley was basically focused on that sports bra.
"What?" she asks walking over and sitting on the bed.
Riley didn't answer.
"Hey." She smacks his arm.
Riley looks away from her…chest and at her face.
"What?" he asks slightly dazed.
"Are you okay?" she asks, raising her eyebrows.
Riley nods. "Is this what you normally wear to bed?" he asks randomly.
"Yes. Is that normally what you wear to bed?" she asks right back.
Riley is still shitless but in his jeans and black converse.
"No." he answers, taking off his shoes.
Kyle gets under the covers while Riley stands to remove his jeans. She can't but look over at him.
Wow…he has a nice body. She thinks.
He's not like Brad Pitt or The Rock but he's fairly built. Riley looks over at her and Kyle looks away and stares at the ceiling. Riley lies down next to her, looking at the ceiling also.
"This is…" Riley starts.
"Odd." Kyle finishes.
They look at each other.
"The last time this happened, I watched a zombie movie and freaked out." Kyle says with a slight laugh.
Riley laughs too. He turns off the light next to him. Kyle moves closer to Riley, resting her head on his chest. Riley is a little shocked that she did this but he relaxes a bit and puts his arm around her.
"Night, love." She whispers, closing her eyes.
Riley smiles. "Night."
Yes. They like each other. You already know that but will they admit that to one another? You'll have to keep reading this story to find out, darlings. Please review and I'll try to update ASAP.