Seriously.

Bryce paced back and fourth as he tried to come up with an idea to get on the subject of the photos he seen in Smitty's computer. It was something he wanted to do and try to pry out the truth from his friend who he had invited over. It wasn't anything he planned out it was just a move he sudden jump into action because after what Ryan had said he began to believe Ritz and him were working togeather. If this was true it would break his heart.

Bryce closed his eyes and sighed as he relaxed and calmed his beating heart that seemed to be jumping out of his chest at the moment. He jumped a little once he heard a knock on the door but wasted no time going to answer it. He grabbed the door knob and let out a sharp breath, 'Act natural..' Bryce opened the door and flashed a smile to his friend who was wearing his Deadpool hoodie and his blue jeans. "Hey Bryce!"

"Hey come on in!"

Bryce stepped aside and let the taller male inside his apartment then he closed the door behind him. He frowned slightly as he tried to face the fact that Ritz and him may be teaming up to break him and Ryan up forever. "So what do you wanna do Bryce?" He could hear the smile in his voice and again it pained the younger badly. "I um, just wanted to hang out. Maybe we can watch movies or something?"

Smitty immediately wiggled his eyebrows and huskily he said, "Oh so you missed me that much?" Bryce went red in embarrassment as his eyes widen in slight shock from what had just left the others lips. It had been a while since he actually got flustered over some small flirtatious joke like that. "What?" Was all he could say as Smitty just grinned at him. "I knew you missed me Bryce!" The older make took the time to lightly punch Bryce as he gave him a look.

"Um..sure Smit." Bryce said as he looked away and turned on the tv which sat in front of the couch. He couldn't help but smile at how crazy Smitty could be and honestly he hoped everything he seen was just a set up or something of the sort. Part of him believed the male was guilty but a large amount of him screamed it wasn't like Smitty to do that. Bryce turned off the lights as the Netflix symbol appeared. "Alright what are we watching Bryce?"

"Hmm...not sure yet but definitely something scary."

Bryce joined his friend on the couch who had scooted closer to him, busting the blondes bubble. He picked a movie and looked over how close the two were togeather. Bryce leaned back and his shoulder connected with Smitty's.

As they got halfway into the movie Bryce found himself on the edge of the couch with a pillow close to his chest while Smitty was doing the same but he was holding it in his lap. His brown eyes moved to Bryce who was all in on the movie and gave a light smirk as he stood up with a fake stretch, "Bryce I'm gonna get something to eat man." The young male didn't reply as he stared into the Tv almost as if he could see right through it. Smitty walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge before closing it and peering into the dark room.

Smitty snuck into the room, the floor creaked under his weight. His hands grabbed the males shoulders tightly and Bryce let out a cry as he jumped in spot! Smitty let him go and began to laugh until he was clenching his stomach in pain and tears rolled down his cheeks. "That's so not cool Smit!"

"Says you! You should've seen your face Bryce it-it was so priceless!"

"Smitty!"

His laughing was cut off by Bryce throwing a pillow at him which caused him to stumble within impact but look back up and see Bryce grinning. "I hate you." He heard the blonde mutter but he knew it was a lie and jumped down on the couch beside him. "Don't hate me Bryce! Will my flirting get me anywhere with this?"

Bryce shook his head and Smitty groaned aloud as he pretended to be hurt over it. "Hey Smitty.." Bryce got serious as the male sat his head in his lap and glanced up at him. "Can I ask you something?" It wasn't rare for this question so he gave his wildest smile and replied with, "You bet." Before he knew it the male looking down at him was slightly frowning. "Did you take photos of Ryan and I?"

Speechless is what that question left Smitty–in fact he had to blink a few times just to process what was going on. "No? Why would I?" He finally answered and Bryce shrugged. "I don't know.." Suddenly realization hit him like a bat out of hell and he shot up. "You went through my computer didnt you?"

Silence.

"Dude that is so uncool! I was going to tell you about the email I got from someone today before I left! I can't believe you did that Bryce! Of all people!"

"I'm sorry Smitty..I just.."

"No excuse Bryce that just fucked yo man. What you do in your personal time is your business and not mine. So why blame me??"

"I don't know okay? I thought you were working with Ritz because he ha—"

"Bryce really?! I tried to get you out of his class cause I care about you! I stood up for you when no one else did and now you accuse me of some bull shit like this?!"

"I'm sorry Smitty I—"

"I can't believe you dude..I'll send you a screenshot of the email. Now if you'll excuse me I gotta go since I can't be trusted."

"Smitty wait.."

The blonde reached out to his friend but the door slammed and he dropped it in defeat. 'What have you done Bryce?'