"I think I love her, man…" Ryder spoke strongly to Jake, which is out of the blue. Jake looked startled somewhat as he lay on his back, on the bench, working out. It wasn't quite a typical topic for a workout, but, Jake shrugged it off, and went back to his bench-press exercise.

Ryder's eyes were like soft pools of water, and they twinkled in the way that they would in films, when the male character realises his love for the female character. He looked so innocent, and, it became apparent that nothing bad could come from it (at least, that is what Ryder was trying to tell everybody around him).

"Are you sure? You've not even met her, dude; she could be Coach Beiste for all you know!" Jake joked, hoping that it was a suitable way to express his concern for his friend.

"Jake. I didn't say anything like that when you rambled about Marley!" Ryder snapped back, clearly taken back by his friend's lack of support.

"That's totally different, Ryder. For one, you were in love with Marley, and two, you haven't met Katie yet. She literally could be anybody, so, how do you know that you truly like her?" Jake spoke softly and wisely.

Ryder stood up, flexed his muscles, kissed his arm-muscle cheekily, and put on a shirt. He then, stomped out. He was clearly unimpressed, and had no time for "so-called friends". He would likely forgive him later.

He ran home, and, like before, logged straight into his laptop, and loaded the chat with Katie.

"Hey babe…cant stop finking about u" he messaged.

"Me either. Can you send another shirtless pic, hottie?" was her abrupt reply.

"I dont have anymor left. Why?" he asked.

"I just want more. If you don't send me one, then, it's clear that you don't love me. We need to be more open with one another if we are going to be in a committed relationship!" she stated.

Ryder was confused. He knew that, really, a relationship isn't about sending naked pictures, but, Katie's argument was very persuasive (in actual fact, he thought that she was going to "leave him").

"I will take one now…" he put.

Within about ten minutes, another, new looking photo of Ryder's torso (in the mirror) pinged on Katie's computer.

With a grin, the mysterious man added it to his folder, which was soon filling with pictures of Ryder in a vulnerable position. He had taken his shirt off, sent images to somebody he didn't know, and now he was exposed.

Licking his lips, the strange man rubbed his thigh, before going back to the computer. He then began to type, tweaking at his nipple as he did so.

"What's your address, Ryder? I want to mail you something xx" was the message "Katie" sent.

As far as Ryder was concerned, this was harmless, so he typed the address, making sure this time to not make any mistakes. He didn't quite realise the harm in sending a stranger your address, and, he was mostly excited to see the package or item that he was going to be sent.

"Why do u want naked pics of me?" Ryder asked, as polite as a person can be when talking over the internet. To his surprise, there was no answer. Katie went offline a few minutes later, and, didn't come back on for the rest of the night.

The following day at school, he walked over to speak to Jake and Marley, as he would normally do. He asked them what they would do if somebody they were talking to got sketchy when asked a question. He was sceptical about telling them about the shirtless pictures; he knew they would not understand.

After a few awkward minutes of shady glances between Ryder, Jake and Marley, the couple burst into laughter in front of Ryder (it would seem that they thought Ryder was joking, but, Ryder took this the wrong way.

"You two…after I have done for you, you're…pigs!" he spat, a teary eye. Perhaps, he thought, Katie was the only person who truly understood and appreciated him.

However, he tried to weigh up the possible outcomes. On one hand, he loved Katie, and looked forwards to the day that they final met. On the other hand, his friends were the most important thing before Katie…and still were. Maybe they knew better than him.

Firstly, I am sorry for such a short chapter. I felt like this chapter needed to be here, and, if I had took it out, the next one would have been too sketchy.

Secondly, I want to thank the people who are reviewing my story! It really is the thing that keeps me writing. And, if ever you want to Private Message me any suggestions or concerns, please do.

Thirdly, Ryder is sweet, isn't he?