Alle Kapitel von Rivals Or Lovers: Kapitel 101 – Kapitel 110

Kyle POV “I told you, I’m trying to get Kayla to come with me. We’re doing this together,” I snapped into the phone for the up tenth time. It was Champ. This argument had been looping for minutes now. He was at some annoying family house party. He invited me and I rejected instantly because I hated crowds and naughty cousins. I needed Kayla to come with me. If she didn’t before the week ran out, then I guess it would be just me alone even if I knew it was going to be just me alone. She didn’t even reply to my texts for days and then, when she finally did, it was just one long explanation. ~ Kayla: I’m trying to get over you. You don’t have to worry. Dad is working on my change of college. That was it. I had tried talking sense into her but nothing was getting through. I guess she had already made up her mind. I hoped she didn’t feel bad or hate. She didn’t even confirm that to keep my heart form always jumping. “So are you still leaving before me?” Champ suddenly yelled int

Ryan POV “Damn… now I see why that guy went for you,” Darren said, grinning as Kyle and Champ walked back in. “You’re so damn hot, Champ. Kyle is lucky as hell.” Champ laughed, shaking his head. Kyle didn’t. I saw the way his jaw tightened immediately, the way his shoulders went stiff. Before he could say anything, I reached out and smacked Darren on the forehead. “Ouch.. what the hell?” Darren complained. “Read the room,” I muttered. Kyle shot me a look. I raised my brow at him like don’t start again. He exhaled and dropped into his seat instead, pulling Champ down beside him. Good. I leaned back, relieved. I had stepped outside earlier and caught part of their argument by accident. Kyle was pacing around and Champ was quiet. I didn’t interfere because I knew them. Kyle needed to hear himself while Champ needed Kyle to calm down on his own. Looks like they worked it out. My phone vibrated in my hand. I glanced at the screen and realized it was Ethan video callin

Kyle PovWhere are you coming from?” Mom asked immediately i came in, “i mean it’s late.”“I’m not eighteen, i’ve told you before, stop keeping tabs on me!” I said sternly walking towards the fridge to grab water, “I went on a date with my boyfriend.. seriously mum, you should stop asking me all those…“Kyle,” she cut me off, “I know I haven’t been behaving like the best mum would, but i’m just worried about you. I don’t want you to regret what…”“Mom, i’m not regretting anything! We learn from mistakes, if i regret my decision, I’ll learn and change… ok?”She nodded at me. “Kyle.” She called as i ascended the stairs, “bring him for lunch, before you leave for colledge.” She said.“Really!” I screamed running back down the stairs hugging her tightly. You can’t blame me, I’m happy she finally understands that love can’t be stopped.“Yes, i realized I’ve been too rude to him, i want to apologize to him and know more about you guys. I want to be a mum for once.” She hugged me more tightl

Champ POV“Good day, Dad,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady as I stepped into the dining room.Kyle’s dad looked up from his phone, gave me a quick nod and a smile, “Champ. Good to see you, son, sit down.”I exhaled through my nose and pulled out the chair next to Kyle. Camille ran straight to Kyle’s dad, with wide arms.“Hi, Grandpa!” she yelled, jumping up to hug his neck the second he turned.He laughed, deeply and lifted her onto his lap like it was nothing. “Hey there, little miss. You’re getting big, wow. What’s this princess dress for? Special occasion?”“Lunch with Kyle!” she announced, proud as hell.Kyle’s dad ruffled her hair. “Good reason.” He glanced at me over her head. “You did good bringing her, she is so bright, it makes the table less… tense.”I managed a grin. “Figured she’d help my case.”He just chuckled and didn’t argue. Lunch went smoother than I deserved. Kyle’s mom served a lot of dish, fruits some salad nobody touched much.Camille talked nonstop mostly

Ryan POV“How was therapy today?” Ethan asked, placing his phone on the desk so the camera caught more of his face. He was in his dorm room, lazily throwing his coat on the chair.“Face-timing you made it way better,” I said, smiling even though my chest still felt a little tight from the session. “You didn’t call me earlier, though. I thought you didn’t love me anymore.”He rolled his eyes, but the corner of his mouth lifted. “Drama queen. I was stuck in a three hour lecture, I couldn’t exactly sneak out to call my needy boyfriend.”I propped my phone against the pillow and flopped back on my bed, staring up at the ceiling for a second before looking back at him. “Needy? I’m wounded.”“You’re fine.” His voice softened. “Tell me for real. How’d it go?”I shrugged one shoulder. “It’s the same boo, as last week. The therapist said I’m making progress, whatever that means. I just want to feel normal again.”Ethan nodded slowly, like he was filing every word away. “You will, you’re alread