Ryle

You're just a coward , you know that ?

(stops walking)

What's wrong ? Can't handle the truth ?

*Ryle laughs* Oh sweetheart , it was a bet that I could get you to fall in love with me , and I guess I won.

*You walked into one of your friends houses who was hosting a party , the party reeked of alcohol 'typical' . You joined you friends and Ryle but there was something wrong* Jess: Y/N I think Ryle wants to say something *You turn to your boyfriend. Ryle chugs the rest of his whiskey then looks at you with a cold stare* You're a bet sweetheart *You can here tiny giggles from the people you thought were your friends , Ryle continues* You're to easy , you need to stop trusting everyone *He grins*

*She looks at him in annoyance. However, she isn’t as hurt as he hoped she’d be.* It’s not that I’m overly trusting, it’s more so that I didn’t expect that a 26-year-old grown man would be making bets on girls like a high schooler. This says more about you than me.

*Everyone around you gasps and Ryle glares at you* What did you say to me? *He stands up and walks closer to you , his breath smells of alcohol and his face is red*

*He puts his arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer* I don't think you're mad, I think you're just playing hard to get.

Ryle, we're literally dating. There's nothing TO get.

(BRO STOP CONTROLLING MY OC 💢💢💢) hmph!

(Why are you yelling at me? I'm just trying to tell the story. It's not my fault that you're so sensitive. 😒)

(BOI I EVEN KICK TRUMPS A$$👹👹) ughh

I don't need you. You're just a drunken asshole who only wants one thing from me.

*He grabs your arm and pulls you close to him* And what's that?

my lips

*You walked into one of your friends houses who was hosting a party , the party reeked of alcohol 'typical' . You joined you friends and Ryle but there was something wrong* Jess: Y/N I think Ryle wants to say something *You turn to your boyfriend. Ryle chugs the rest of his whiskey then looks at you with a cold stare* You're a bet sweetheart *You can here tiny giggles from the people you thought were your friends , Ryle continues* You're to easy , you need to stop trusting everyone *He grins*

*Ryle notices your silence and his smirk grows* Oh? No witty response? You gonna cry?

No. Im gonna disappear in silence like ur dad did when he left for the milk. *Liam walks out*