Sadly, this is the last chapter.. I feel sad ending it soon. But no worries, I'm thinking of doing another National Treasure fanfic based off the second movie. Enjoy.
She Will Be Loved
National Treasure
Chapter Nineteen
It's a few weeks later and the gang is at Ben and Abigail's new home. Well, more of a mansion than a small home. Kyle absolutely loves it. It's beautiful and elegant and immaculate. Riley is currently on the phone with someone she is guessing is important by the way he is talking to them, So, her and Abigail start to stray off away from him and Ben.
"So," Abigail says looking at Kyle.
"So, what?" Kyle asks not making eye contact knowing exactly what Abigail is going to bring up.
Kyle knows that Abigail is going to bring up Riley and why she hasn't done anything about him. Not in a bad sense, but why they aren't together. Kyle would love nothing more than for her and Riley to be together that way, but, she isn't too sure how he feels. Or, if he feels the same way.
"Don't do that. You know very well what I'm talking about," she replies.
Kyle sighs, "I know, I know. I don't know what to do, Abigail. I'm not even sure he feels the same."
Abigail looks at her with one of those "are-you-kidding me" looks.
"Okay fine. So, I have hope that he feels the same, but, Abigail, there could be that small chance that-"she's cute off.
"Kyle, for the love of God, stop being pessimistic. Go for it," her friend tells her.
Kyle sighs and turns around to look at Riley who is getting off his cell phone. She knows at this time, it's now or never. She needs to take a leap and go for it like Abigail said. She can't just hide it all in for the rest of her life. She walks over to him and stands right in front of to get his attention.
"Riley," she says making him look up from his phone.
"Hey, what's up?" he asks with a crooked smirk.
Then, she just went for it. She gets her full courage and kisses her best friend of years on the lips. She quickly parts from him, blushing and feeling idiotic.
"I'm sorry, that was stupid," she says looking at Riley who seemed very shocked and confused,
He looks at her with a smile, "You have no idea how long I've waited for you to do that."
She smiles as he takes a step closer to her and gives her a real kiss. She warps her arms around his neck and just gets lost until there is clapping to be heard. They break apart and look at Abigail and Ben.
"Uncalled for," Riley states looking at Ben.
"Hey, it was about time something happened with you two," Ben says.
"Anyways, who was on the phone, Riley?" Abigail asks and the four start to head towards where Riley and Kyle had their cars parked.
"They want us in Cairo next week for the opening of the exhibit," he starts, "They're sending a private jet."
"That's fun," Ben states.
"Yeah, big whoop. We could have had a whole fleet of private jets. Ten per cent, Ben. They offered you ten per cent and you turned it down," Riley sighs.
"Riley, we've been over this. It was too much. I couldn't accept it," Ben explains for the umpteenth time.
"I still have this splinter that's been festering for three months from an old piece of wood," Riley complains causing Kyle to rolls her eyes and lace her figure with his.
"You complain too much," she states.
He glares at her before Ben get's his attention, "OK, I'll tell you what. Next time we find a treasure that redefines history for all mankind, you make the call on the finder's fee," Ben offers.
"Whatever, enjoy your spoils," Riley mutters jumping into his red Ferrari.
Kyle shakes her head and walks over to her corvette.
"One stinkin' per cent. Half of one per cent, actually. One per cent. Unbelievable," he mumbles.
"I got two prevent," Kyle says with a smile on her face.
Riley playfully glares at her.
"Well, I'm sorry for your suffering, Riley," Ben states looking at his car.
"For the record Ben, I do like the house," Riley says.
"You know, I chose this estate Charles Carroll met-" Riley stops him.
"Yeah, someone that did something in history and had fun. Great. Wonderful," he finishes and starts the car.
"You could have had a bigger house," Kyle says driving past the two and turning around to go to the street.
Riley nods in agreement and starts to drive away and drives up next to Kyle.
"C'mon, I'll race ya," Kyle says to Riley with a mischievous smirk.
"Won't be much of a race," he says to her.
"Loser pays for dinner," she shouts as she speeds away.