Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rivals Or Lovers: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Champ POVPractice ended many hours ago, but Kyle still hadn’t said a word to me. When we were at the field, he pretended to be ok with me, but I knew he wasn't.He was sitting on his bed now with a towel around his neck, scrolling through his phone like I wasn’t here. The silence between us felt heavy.I dropped my bag near the chair. “You’re really not going to talk to me?”He didn’t look up. “You reeked of vodka last night, maybe I’m still recovering.”I sighed. “Okay, fair. But you’ve been ignoring me since morning.”Kyle finally looked up. His eyes were tired, then he said with a flat voice. “You almost fell down the stairs, Champ. You threw up on me and as if it isn't enough.. you —" He halted. "I — did what?"I wanted to know what I did, because I knew what type of person I was when drunk. I didn't want anything that would spoil my relationship with Kyle just like now we are."You did what? What do you want me to say?”I rubbed the back of my neck. “That you’re not mad at me.”

Ethan POVRyan has been off for the last two days.Even when I joked the way I always do, even though he took Mae as an enemy, he didn’t react. He just sat down blank like I was invisible.I was done pretending not to notice.Tomorrow’s the damn race, and I know how he gets before big events, but this was different. This was... colder.If we were going to keep sharing a room, I needed to clear it up. I couldn’t live like a ghost beside him.After practice, everyone went their way. I waited a bit, then headed back to the dorm. Ryan’s bike was already parked out front in the garage which meant he was inside.When I stepped in, he was sitting on his bed, scrolling through his phone again with the same blank face. I peeped to see him scrolling through some picture. It looked like the one that fell down that day.“You gonna ignore me forever?” I asked.He didn’t look up. “So you done talking outside, and now it's me?”“Apparently not,” I said, crossing my arms. “What’s your deal? You’ve be

Ethan POVI walked to my position, stopping by my bike. Marco was right beside me checking his gloves.He looked up. “You good?”I nodded. “Yeah.”The coach’s voice came loud. “Everyone on your lane! Race is about to start!”I rolled my bike into place and lowered the stand. The sound around got quiet fast, just a few engines humming.The marshal raised his whistle and blew it, every head turned forward.I fixed my helmet, adjusted the clutch and focused straight ahead.The red light came up. My heart skipped a bit, my head subconsciously turned slightly to the other members, I saw the other team members already still, their heads forward and eyes on the track.I did the same too.Then the yellow light came. I held my breath, fingers tight on the handle.Then the green light flashed, there was a gunshot fired in the air and go.All the bikes shot forward at once. The noise hit hard in my ears.Marco took the lead early. I stayed behind him, close, while another guy from the Soaring Fa

Ryan POVI woke up to a weird feeling—like someone was breathing too close. My eyes cracked open slowly, and there he was.Ethan.His stupid face was just inches away from mine, staring like some creep who had just found his next favorite view.“What the hell are you doing?” I muttered, my voice still rough with sleep.He didn’t even flinch, just blinked like I was the one caught doing something weird.Before he could answer, my body moved on its own, my reflexes kicking in, my leg shot out.And bam.He flew right off the bed with a yelp, landing on the floor with a loud thud.“Damn, Ryan!” He clutched his butt, glaring at me. “Is your toe made of iron? Why am I being the victim every time today? This hurt like hell!”I sat up, rubbing my eyes. “Well, maybe because you were on my bed and hovering over my face like some kind of serial killer.”He groaned, standing up with one hand still massaging his ass. “I was just checking if you were breathing, man. You sleep like the dead.”“Congr

Ryan POVWe left the club after the bouncers threw Jason and his team out. Our group broke apart near the exit. Marco still half drunk, Champ laughing too loud with Kyle by his side and Ethan right beside me, looking way too pleased for someone who just finished ranting.He shoved his hands into his pockets. “So? Still think coming here was a bad idea?”“Yes.”He snorted. “You enjoyed it. Don’t lie.”“I didn’t.”“Then why are you smiling?”“I’m not.”He leaned forward a little, walking backward now, grinning. “You are. It’s tiny, but it’s there. You probably liked watching Jason lose twice in one night.”I gave him a flat look. “If you fall while walking like that, I won’t help you.”“See?” He laughed. “You care.”“About gravity, yes.”He kept laughing as we reached the car. I unlocked it and got in first. He slid into the passenger seat, still trying to bite back a grin."Drive fast, I’m sleepy," I muttered as some other guys came in, still laughing about what happened inside.Ethan