Ryan's POV
After saying hello to his family, we headed towards his room. "Why did he hit you?" He asked. I didn't want to tell him it was because I was with him. "I-I didn't clean up." I lied. He looked at me for a few seconds, as if doubting me. "That's it?" He asked, daring me to say more. I nodded. "Dude, that sucks." More silence. "Why don't you leave?" "I have nowhere to go." I answered. "Your mum?" "She walked out on us when I was young. I barely even remember her." "Shit, I'm sorry." I shrugged. He pulled me into a hug. It was only short though. He then continued to hid bedroom, me following.
"Is Tayla always like that?" I asked, as we sat on his bed. "Pretty much, yeah. She'll probably drop you in a week or two." "Oh, thank god!" I exclaimed. He chuckled a little. God, his laugh, his voice... "Yeah, good for you. She'll come back for me." He shuddered in disgust. "Why not just say no?" "Oh yeah, 'cause it's just that easy." He rolled his eyes at me. "Uhh, why?" "Well, in case you haven't noticed, she's crazy." I laughed a little. "Not kidding. I tried saying no once and she started crying and screaming at me. Not a pretty scene. It's easier to just say yes." Wow, she was a fucking nut.
"Just make her stop liking you." I told him. "How am I gonna do that?" He asked. I shrugged. I hadn't thought that far ahead. He was looking around, as if in thought. That's when his eyes settled on me. "Yes?" I asked after a few seconds of his staring. "Hi Ryan." He smiled, scheming. "What?" I asked. "I need to ask a favour." Then he smiled this fucking amazing smile. I swear to god I melted. "What is it?" "I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend." I replayed that a few times in my head, seeing if I got it right. I even asked him to repeat it, just to be sure.
"You're gonna pretend to be gay?" I asked. He nodded. "I can't think of anything else. I've tried almost everything. So, would you?" He gave me puppy eyes, and that pretty much sealed the deal. "Sure. I'd probably do the same thing if it were me." "Thanks." He hugged me again, smiling. He really has to stop that. I hugged back before pulling back quickly. This kid liked hugs...not that I'm complaining. This was going to be fun.