“Ryder, why would you let your brothers attack the poor boy like that?” Aunt Debbie said as she peeked her head from the living room, telling Skyler and Mike to change their pajamas before she walked into the hall and picked Ollie up in her arms.
“Hello, Carter. I am Debbie, Ryder’s aunt. It’s nice to finally meet you. Ryder has talked about you like a cheerleader on crack since the day he became your-“
“Ivy, welcome home. How was your day?"I waited for a response, but Ivy was solely looking at Carter taking in his appearance as if he was the one dressed in a Mrs. Claus costume and not me."Oh, this is-“ I started introducing Carter but Ivy went ahead and waved a hand in the air, shushing me up.“I know who he is.” Ivy sneered, looking Carter up and down.Carter’s own expression twisted into a scowl, the glares of the two almost striking each other mid-air into a swirl of lightings.“I don’t think I had the pleasure to meet you though.”Carter responded, offering Ivy a shallow smile despite his obviously tensed figure. What was up with these two? “I’m Ivy, Ryder’s younger brother.” Ivy said, stretching his hand towards Carter.Carter’s eyes widened and after a few minutes of staring a wide genuine, smile bloomed
“Are you sure you don’t want to eat anything else? Turkey? How about pudding? Danny, do you want anything?” My aunt asked Carter’s parents, bringing more food on the table despite barely having any space to even see the color of the tablecloth. &ldq
I was nervously waiting for Carter's response. My heart's objective was to send me into a heart attack and my palms were shaking so hard my fingers could be mistaken for a pair of cluttering teeth. And despite my distress, Carter seemed to barley be affected by my words. Disgust, confusion, anger, I didn't know what his expressions consisted of. However, I knew for sure he was shocked."Wow!" Was the first thing he said."Wow, but like wow wow." He continued, frowning then smiling and gaping like a fish, his facial expressions changing as if controlled by a remote control."I- I am really surprised. To think that you like me, that you have liked me all this time is simply.... wow."My eyebrows were furrowed in worry but the corners of my mouth still succeeded to wobble upwards in a shy smile."I really didn't expect this... let me-let me calm down a bit, okay?" Carter said and I responded
I was nervously waiting for Carter's response. My heart's objective was to send me into a heart attack and my palms were shaking so hard my fingers could be mistaken for a pair of cluttering teeth. And despite my distress, Carter seemed to barley be affected by my words. Disgust, confusion, anger, I didn't know what his expressions consisted of. However, I knew for sure he was shocked."Wow!" Was the first thing he said."Wow, but like wow wow." He continued, frowning then smiling and gaping like a fish, his facial expressions changing as if controlled by a remote control."I- I am really surprised. To think that you like me, that you have liked me all this time is simply.... wow."My eyebrows were furrowed in worry but the corners of my mouth still succeeded to wobble upwards in a shy smile."I really didn't expect this... let me-let me calm down a bit, okay?" Carter said and I responded
Two days had passed since Carter left me that note and now I was anxiously waiting on the porch of the Matveys’ residence, my finger lingering over the doorbell but not having enough courage to press it. That morning after Carter left, he sent me a message in which he reassured me this wasn’t a sign of revulsion or “disownment”. He literally said ‘Bitch, I shall not hear you overthought about anything these two days. I am not disowning you; I am just giving you a break while I do this and that.’ I didn’t know what ‘this and that’ meant, but his message was clearly not enough to put my negative thoughts to a stop. My family didn’t help smothering these worries either. Two days ago, aunt Debbie asked me if I got any sign from Carter because she had a little talk with him and he seemed distressed. She didn’t want to tell me the origin of his concerns, but I assumed their conversation had something do t
I was still waiting in front of Carter’s house with my finger hanging in the air above the doorbell when the entrance door opened and Carter himself appeared in front of me. “I looked at you from the window and I might say the first ten minutes I found you adorable as fuck but as much as I would like to keep staring at you my neighbours are starting to get suspicious.” Carter greeted me with one of his cocky smiles, tilting his head towards the house next door, showing me an elder couple staring at me worriedly. I felt myself blush and I hurriedly walked past Carter and into the house, away from the piercing gazes of his neighbours. Once inside, Carter locked the door and looked up at me with a dazzling smile. “Hello, handsome.” He said, taking my backpack and placing it into his lap then laying his elbows over it and his chin in his palms as he looked at me while I pulled the layers
Kissing... the action of two people pressing their lips together. It didn't sound like such a big deal and it shouldn't have been too hard to do it either; lean over, close your eyes and let your lips mold over each other. But saying so, why did everything around me become blurry, my eyes burning and the only sound ringing in my head being the mad beat of my heart? What was I supposed to do? How? Was it okay for us to kiss so soon? We haven't even been on our first date yet. I gulped, supporting my hands on the handles of Carter's wheelchair. You can do it, Ryder. It's like CPR... just don't blow any air in Carter's mouth or he will think you have a weird kink. I closed my eyes, leaning over. A bit closer... and closer... and closer... Until the last second when I grabbed Carter's face
It was mid-afternoon when Carter and I finally rejoined the rest of the family. My aunt and his dads were staring at us suggestively but contrary to their believes, we just spent our time talking, cuddling and... yeah, kissing. I finally got to kiss Carter and it was bliss. It was like we couldn’t get enough of each other and I wanted us to stay like this, to feel like this for a long, long time. "Are you sure you don't want to eat anything else? Turkey? How about pudding? Danny, do you want anything?" I was brought back to reality by my aunt’s voice. We were at the dinner table and this was the tenth time she asked the same question in the last sixty minutes. "Thank you, Debbie, but I am full." &