บททั้งหมดของ Rivals Or Lovers: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Ethan POV“Ry!! Leave the bathroom, we need to go for practice!” I yelled, banging on the door for what had to be the fifth time. “Today's the last day before the final match tomorrow, and then we leave! Then you can take me to your mom. No —” I paused, smirking. “I mean, my future mother in law.”He didn't answer but I could hear his chuckle and the running water.“Ryan!” I groaned, resting my forehead against the door. “The rest of the guys are already in the field!”He still didn't answer.I turned the door knob but it was locked.“Don’t even think about it!” his muffled voice came through the door. “I’m showering!”“You’ve been in there for the past thirty minutes!” I shot back. “What are you doing, washing away your sins?”There was a pause before he whispered in a casual and hell sexy voice, “Maybe.”I rolled my eyes. “You’re unbelievable.”The door creaked open an inch, steam curling out. Ryan’s wet hair clung to his forehead, a towel slung low on his hips, water sliding down h

Ryan POV“What the heck, Ethan! Why the hell do you have to break my waist now? You know I was going to race!” I shoved at him, my hands gripping the sheets. He was still half asleep.His eyes fluttered open, a lazy, mischievous grin tugging at his lips. Without warning, he yanked me over his chest from where I was standing, trapping me against him.“I told you that yesterday,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and amusement. “If you want to win today, you’ve gotta start the morning right.”I groaned, squirming, but the warmth of his body and that infuriating grin made my resolve melt faster than I wanted.“Start the morning right?” I repeated, trying to sound stern. “You mean… by squishing me like a pancake?”“Exactly,” he whispered, his nose brushing against my hair. “You need motivation, focus, and energy for the final race. Remember, you said that yesterday.”I rolled my eyes, though my cheeks were burning. “You’re ridiculous.”“Maybe,” he admitted, tightening his arms aroun

Kyle POVChamp’s arm was around my waist, holding me close.We were still lying on his bed, the room was quiet. The race had ended hours ago. Our last one and thank goodness, we won. The club was gone now. Everyone left scattered immediately the race ended.“Are we really going to leave? I mean… the club?” Champ asked, his voice close to my ear.“I guess so,” I said.He hummed letting his arm stay tight around me. I stared at him for a beat, the thought of my parents’ call gnashing me in. They want me to leave the country, finish school abroad, take over the business immediately. I didn't even know who told them the news that our club was scattered.Anyway, I hadn't given them an answer yet.Champ shifted a little, nudging me. “You’re quiet and staring at me. Are you thinking about something? Or are you wondering how you got a handsome boyfriend?”I shook my head with a smile, but my stomach twisted a little. "Nonsense. Continue daydreaming."I stayed pressed against Champ, letting him

Kyle POVEveryone was almost done packing when I walked over to Marco and Ethan. They were pretending to be checking their bikes but basically gossiping like old women.“Yo,” I said, lifting a hand.Marco looked up instantly. “Ahh, the lover boy is here.” He turned to see Champ a few feet away, “but I guess he's already leaving us.”Ethan clicked his tongue. “Imagine picking your boyfriend over your best friends. Kyle, you san do better, that's a big shame.”I stared at them. “Then get your own man and stop stressing me.”Both of them went silent for one second, then burst laughing like I just cracked the funniest joke on earth.“Champ’s rubbing off on you,” Marco said.“Yeah,” Ethan added. “You’re starting to sound whipped.”I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. Bye. Don’t call me unless you’re dying.”Marco slung an arm around my shoulder for half a second. “Bye, idiot.”Ethan tapped my forehead. “Don’t forget us when you’re doing honeymoon behavior.”I shoved them off. “Get lost.”They grin

Ryan POVThe house was already glowing before I even stepped inside with warm lights, yellow and soft, pouring out through the huge windows like it was waiting specifically for me.Jesus Christ. I knew mum had started all this again. I sighed already planning on walking in.My mom had this thing about leaving every damn light on when her baby was coming home, even though I told her a thousand times I wasn’t a baby anymore.The second I pushed the door open, the smell of food hit me first, I could tell she was cooking her signature dishes, Fried fish and a lot of food, and definitely doing some baking.Yeah. Definitely Mom.“Ryan!”I didn’t even get a chance to drop my bag before she came barreling toward me, holding her little gown with one hand and grabbing my cheeks with the other.“Ohh my baby! You've grown more handsome baby! But you are so thin... are you eating enough? Why did you lose weight? Why didn’t you call yesterday? Who cut your hair like this?”“Mom, breathe.” I laughed