I sat there for a while, grinning to myself as I realized how much had changed in the span of a few hours.

Could this finally be the break for me? Could things between me and Ronnie be getting better? Maybe, just maybe, could we go back to the way things were before? Could things be better? I could only hope.

The girls were chatting and drinking leisurely. There was a movie I didn't recognize was on in the background, though no one was watching it.

I just sat in silence, holding my breath to keep from giggling. I could hardly contain myself. I wanted to scream in joy.

That so would not help me convince the girls that I wasn't irrevocably whipped on Ronnie, though we all knew that was a total lie.

I just didn't want to admit it. Not yet anyways. It was still too early for that, and if things went badly, then it would be easier if I had never admitted to loving him.

I didn't want to speak too soon. For all I knew he could hate me again tomorrow. Maybe today was just an exception. Or maybe it was a dream and had never happened.

Maybe I made it all up. You can never be too sure about that stuff. I didn't want to push my luck, I hardly had any in the first place, and I didn't want to run thin just when things started seeming to be looking up.

My phone vibrated again, and I realized that I had forgotten to text Ronnie back. I had been too distracted, it had completely slipped my mind.

I hope he wasn't mad.

1 new message from ♡ Ronnie ♡

I know I was an asshole....

Before I could even text back he sent another text, and I snorted, imagining him staring at his phone trying to figure out what to say. He was probably trying to find the right wording to not offend me or anything.

Yeah right, he didn't care enough about me to do that. I'm fooling myself thinking this means more than it does. This is exactly how I get my heart broken. I can't have my hopes so high, it makes the fall more painful than it already is. When this falls apart, I don't want to be utterly destroyed like I was last time. Like I always am.

He probably thought I was mad at him. Way to go, I've already fucked up and it's only been good for a few hours.

Maybe if I kept him thinking that, he would come over and kiss me like he did every time he tried to get me to listen to him when I was mad. That would be nice.

4 new messages from ♡ Ronnie ♡

Please don't hate me.

I was stupid.

Ry answer, I'm sorry.

Come on I can see you reading these.

I let out a quiet laugh, shrugging when Leah looked over at me with a smirk, as if she knew exactly what was going on. If Ronnie had talked to Ryan about this, then she probably did know what was going on. That makes one of us.

Maybe if you gave me a minute between your texts I'd be able to respond.

I smirked, satisfied with my answer. It only lasted a few seconds. I think that might actually be a record for me.

Though, actually, what if he didn't realize I was joking? What if it hurt his feelings, or, more likely, what if he got mad at me for being rude? What if he admitted that he hated me? What if this was all a joke, that he was just playing me like a fool. I'm so god damn stupid.

1 new message from ♡ Ronnie ♡

Ha. Ha. I forgot how 'funny' you were.

I grinned, looking away from my phone and biting my lip to contain my excitement.

A casual conversation with Ronnie, was that really possible? Apparently it's never too late to have a happily ever after. Dear god, please don't let me fuck this up again. For once just let me have this little piece of happiness.

I would've been disgusted with how sappy I was being, but I was too happy to give a fuck right now. I didn't want anything to ruin this.

4 new messages from ♡ Ronnie ♡

There you go again ignoring me. If this is a habit of yours I may not text you again.

I'm joking wait don't be mad.

Anyways, I'm going to bed but.... I'm glad today happened. I'll talk to you in the morning.

Sleep well Ry.

I let out the squeal this time, kicking my legs out in joy. My heart felt like it would burst, and my arms were trembling in happiness. Could things be okay? For once, could things be this utterly perfect? I had my friends by my side and Ronnie was texting me like he cared and maybe he did, maybe he did care about me. Please let this be a real. But if this is a dream, please let me sleep a little while longer.

"Okay spill it, you're acting like Johnny Depp just proposed to you." Leah crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows at me.

"Or maybe it was Ronnie," Luna added, speaking in a teasing, sing-song voice.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm as bored as ever." I dramatically stretched and yawned, keeping my lids low in faux boredom.

"Don't play with us. You're talking to Ronnie aren't you." Esha grinned knowingly.

I took advantage of my height and stood up, holding my phone above my head to keep them from reaching it.

Me too. Good night Ronnie.

"Aha! Got ya." I was distracted as I texted Ronnie, and Luna had jumped on Leah's back, snatching my phone.

"Let's see what sexy things they've been texting - ah, this is boring Ryker. You seemed so kinky." Luna almost looked disappointed.

"I delete those!" I spoke before I realized what I was saying, and I blushed when I realized it.

Esha snorted at me, shaking her head and handing my phone back to me.