"Hey Spence, can I come over?" Ryan bit his lip in a nervous jitter. He felt anger bouncing around in his chest as he saw Brendon's keys not on the kitchen counter. "Yes, he's with Josh again, I'm so fucking pissed." Ryan said, raising his voice slightly. Spencer told the angry boy to calm down and come over. Ryan hung up the phone and half-heartedly ran to the bathroom. "Hey Dal." He said, smiling at the boy in the shower who jumped and almost slipped.

"Jesus, knock first!" Dallon said, peeking his head from around the curtain.

"Maybe you shouldn't leave the door unlocked." Ryan snarked back. His cute teen smirk was plastered on his face.

"Whatever, what do you need?" Dallon said, hiding his own smile.

"I'm taking your car to Spencer's okay?"

"Okay, don't get pulled over." Dallon said, stepping back into the shower.

"Got it!" Ryan yelled, grabbing the keys off the bedside table.

-

"Should I text him."

"Yes."

"But what if he doesn't read it."

"Then don't."

"But I don't want to talk to him in person!"

"Then text him."

"But Spencer-" Spencer cut Ryan off in an attempt to calm him down.

"Ryan just do whatever you think is best. Maybe just text him that you need to talk to him tonight then go home tonight and talk with him. Okay?" Spencer looked exasperated, and the boy pacing around the room stopped to think.

"Okay I'll text him that we need to talk tonight. Thanks Spencer. I love you a lot."

"You're welcome. Now can we watch the movie please?"

A/N- OH MY FUCK I'M SO SORRY FOR MY LACK OF UPDATES I SWEAR I'LL BE BETTER AT IT NOW I PROMISE