I quickly spun around to properly look at british and no name guys's unconscious bodies laying on the floor.

Nick turned around and walked over to where they were laying. He studied them before looking around as to what had happened.

Behind a tree, I saw Ryder peaking out.

He put a finger to his lips, telling me to keep quiet. But broad guy seemed to have noticed him because he suddenly sat up straight and stared at the line of trees where Ryder was hiding.

Not thinking of anything better, I slid down the slide and hit broad guy's back with my feet, hard.

He let out a staggered 'umph' and coughed to get some air back into his lungs.

While he was doing this, I climbed on his back and wrapped my arms around his neck, cutting of his air supply.

He immediately stood up and grasped at my arms, trying to get me off him. He twisted around, wanting to get me off but I wrapped myself around him and tightly held on. After a couple of seconds, he fell onto his knees and then face first on the ground, taking me with him. Luckily, I was still on his back and didn't even touch the ground.

After unwrapping my arms from around him, I checked to see if he still has a pulse. I sighed in relief after coming up positive.

Hey, I didn't wanna be a murderer.

I ran over to where Ryder had come out of the trees.

"Are you okay?" he asked me and urgently engulfed me in a big hug, making sure I'm okay more for himself than for me.

"I'm fine," I answered but it came out muffled because I was tightly pressed against his chest.

Ryder let go and held me at arm's length.

"Did they do anything to you? Did they hurt you in any way?" he asked me while inspecting my face and arms.

"Once again, I'm fine," I replied and rolled my eyes.

Instead of saying something else, he pulled me close again and kissed my lips.

The kiss was full of relief. Coming mostly from him than me again.

We pulled away and he sighed while tucking a stray piece of hair behind my ear.

"Honestly, I don't know why you're so worried," I told him. "It's not like they were actually gonna hurt me. And besides, if they tried, I would have kicked them in the balls."

He chuckled and gave my forehead a quick peck. "I know you would."

There was a slow clapping behind us and we let go of each other to turn around.

Nick was standing in front of us, smirking. "Wow. She must be quite important if you're willing to do all of this."

Ryder kept quiet and narrowed his eyes at Nick, while pulling me closer to him protectively.

"You know, she reminds me of Jamie. You remember Jamie, right?" Nick asked Ryder.

When Ryder still didn't respond, he kept on talking. "Of course you do. I mean, you were the one who broke us up. It was your fault, as to why my heart broke into a million pieces."

"I did you both a favour," Ryder finally answered. "You never really loved her. And she was only with you because she hadn't seen the real you. She's better off without you."

Nick chuckled humourlessly. "I once thought we were friends!"

"So did I. Until you left me to get caught by the cops. Alone," Ryder answered evenly.

"I ne--"

Suddenly, he also fell to the ground, just like the other three had.

My eyes widened in surprise and I looked back up to see Blake standing behind him, holding a tree branch in the air.

"God. I hate when that kid opens his mouth," he said and dropped the branch to the ground, next to Nick's sleeping body.

He brushed his hands together to get of any dirt while walking over to us.

Ryder gave him a big smile and put an arm around Blake's shoulders.

"I knew there was a reason why I kept you around," he teased and started to walk, taking Blake with him.

Blake rolled his eyes and roughly pushed Ryder's arm off of him. "I actually thought for a moment that the words 'thank you' were going to come out of your mouth."

I chuckled at their bro-mance and followed them.

Ryder smiled cheekily at Blake and shrugged. He then waited for me to catch up and put his arm around my shoulders once I did. I leaned into him and together the three of us walked back to the hotel.

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We walked through the doors of the lobby and to the elevator.

While walking back, I had found out that when Ryder noticed I was missing right away, awwww boyfriend goals!, he and Blake went out to look for me.

They started to think about where I could be and then remembered, that Nick would probably have chosen a place where Ryder knew where it was.

And back when they were still friends, they always went to the playground and got drunk or high.

I rolled my eyes at that part but kept quiet for once because I knew it was something that he regretted doing.

Anyway, so they quickly ran to the playground and surely enough, I was there and blabbering my mouth off to the other guys who had all looked extremely annoyed.

Goal achieved!

We stepped out of the elevator and walked to our rooms. Blake's was three rooms before ours so we said good bye and then walked back to our room.

Once inside, I took off my shoes before making my way over to the bed and falling onto it face first. I let out a deep and tired sigh.

Today had been a very long day. And I was exhausted.

I turned my head when I heard shuffling and saw Ryder taking off his shirt and changing into some sweatpants.

I would be lying if I said he didn't looked good. As a matter of fact, he looked extremely good.

He caught me watching him and smirked.

I rolled my eyes and turned my head back so that I was once again facing the blanket. I closed my eyes and let a comfortable peace and stillness take over my body.

That is, until I felt myself being picked up and then put back down.

I opened my eyes and saw that Ryder had also layed down on the bed on his back and layed me on top of him so that our chests were pressed together.

I raised an eyebrow at him, asking him what he was doing. Not that I minded this position in any way what so ever.

Instead of responding he started peppering small kisses all of my face. He wrapped his hands around my waist and latched his fingers together on my lower back.

I caught his lips and kissed him slowly.

It felt so nice. His lips were gentle and soft against mine.

He kissed me back and bit down on my lip softly, asking for entrance. I kept my lips closed and he groaned in protest. I smirked against his lips and trailed kisses along his jaw and down his neck.

Unsatisfied with the little amount of my skin on his, he took off the flannel I had put on while I was at the playground.

Once he got it off he threw it somewhere in the corner of the room and trailed his hands down my back and to the hem of my top.

He started to pull it up and we broke the kiss so that I could get it over my head.

I sat up and strattled him.

His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every inch of it. He then pulled me back down and kissed my lips with more force than last time.

My hands traveled over his firm chest and along his abs.

I've gotta say, it's pretty impressive how fit he is...

Before I was able to realise it, Ryder had flipped us over and he was hovering over me. He supported his weight on his elbows and started trailing kisses down my neck and along my collarbone. He chose a spot and started sucking on it.

I let out a small moan in pleasure which only encourages him to keep going.

His kisses left my skin hot and burning for more. Wherever his hands roamed, they also left my skin in a pleasured feeling.

I had never felt like this before. I loved how Ryder made me feel. And I loved him.

Wait....did I just?

I did. Oh god. Did I really love him?

Did I love how he always got so protective of me when there was even the slightest threat? Or how he had looked so relieved when he had found me today, like a million pounds had been lifted off his shoulders? Did I love how special he made me feel?

I think I did.

I, Kennedy Andrews, was in love with Ryder Cole.

And I had nothing against that.

Ryder stopped kissing me and looked deeply into my eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, his voice barely in a whisper and stroked my cheek with his thumb.

I smiled cheekily at him before answering. "Us," I said and wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer to me.

"I love that there's an 'us'," he whispered and swooped down to kiss me again.

I wrapped one of my legs around his waist and tugged softly at his hair, earning a groan of pleasure from him.

My hands traveled from his hair down his back and to the waistband of his sweatpants. I tugged at them, mentally telling him to take them off.

He reached down one of his hands and stopped my hands form moving.

"What are you doing?" he muttered in a husky voice against my lips.

"I want to," I told him, sure of my decision.

"Are you sure?" he asked me, questioning my choice.

"Completely," I responded. "I really do. I..I love you," I told him, sincerity in my voice.

What the hell did I just do?! Why did you do that, Kennedy?! Now he's gonna think we're weird and overly attached. Nice going....

He smiled softly and gave me a slow kiss.

"I love you too," he replied.

I smiled at him and picked up my head to capture his lips with mine again.

His hands traveled along my waist and to the button of my shorts. He undid the button and pulled away from the kiss.

"Completely sure?" he asked, wanting to be 100% certain I was ready for this.

"Yes, I'm sure," I responded again.

He smiled and started to trail kisses down my collarbone and the middle of my chest while easily pulling my shorts off.

Thank god I decided to wear a matching pair of bra and underwear today.

He stopped kissing me to fully look at my body.

His eyes were filled with lust and once he started to kiss my lips again, the kisses were filled with hunger and love.

"You look--amazing," he said in-between kisses. "Completely breathtaking."

My heart fluttered at his words even more than it already was.

Both of our kisses were getting hungry and needy for contact.

I started to grind my hip against his and pretty soon I felt his member pressing against my thigh. I smirked against his lips and he noticed.

"Don't do that. This is torture. Do you know how much I want to take you right now?" he growled in a husky voice.

"Then do it," I said, my voice in an equal low tone as his.

Immediately, he stripped out of his sweatpants, leaving both of us in our undergarments.

My eyes traveled down his body.

Holy shit, was he good looking.

How in the world could someone look that great? It was impossible.

"This is gonna be the best night of my life," he muttered against my lips.

"I completely agree."

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