Pigs were singing. Crows were dancing. Pizza was flying. It wasn't possible to happen. Same like Ryder could not like me. It was a blatant lie that he spewed.

Time 5.30. I stayed away from him. After he threw the like bomb on me, I decided to make it a joke and ran into Connor's room, didn't fail to lock.

Ryder didn't follow me because I heard that poor door to be his victim again when he slammed it.

My thoughts were everywhere. First I woke from that adrenaline pumping, heartbeat racing nightmare. Before I could recover I ran to check on Ryder and then time lapsed as I stood infront of him and he confessed his jealousy towards Connor. I didn't think about believing the 'I like you' part, though it made my stomach twist in a good way.

My phone was dying. No signal, no current and I was stuck with a person who might be a creep who declared his feelings to me. He could kill me or worse, rape me and no one would come for my help.

A part of me was sure that he wouldn't dare to do something like that.

Around 6 in the morning, I dashed to the kitchen like an ostrich. Lack of sleep was catching on me and I was in desperate need of coffee.

I took a deep breathe and opened the fridge. This time I decided to look and take. I smelled the bottle with milk, couldn't be sure what the white matter was.

After taking and analyzing I made my self a strong coffee.

Ryder's room door was shut. I hoped he didn't leave me alone but it was okay even if he did because that's what I wanted, distance.

Time 7.30. I was getting worried about his absence though I shouldn't be. The rain subdued a little. If we could take a quick walk we can reach the car but situation about the roads, no idea.

My phone died and I measured every room by my hand. Sleep was still far fetched as I trudged to the kitchen.

To the level of my cookery skills, I made scrambled eggs and pancakes. I believe Ryder stocked the pantry knowing our arrival though I didn't know if he planned to stay if it hadn't rained.

I peeked through the slightly ajar door. Nope I wasn't brave enough to act nothing happened today morning.

He was laying on the bed facing the ceiling and his one hand was bend to cover his eyes.

I pushed open the door and bent forward so my feet was planted outside the room.

"Ryder, breakfast is ready"

He lifted his hand to see me and went back to his position covering his eyes.

"I don't want breakfast", he said with an attitude. If I wasn't worried about his health I would've ate the whole bunch and also due to lack of sleep it was already nauseating.

"I wasn't asking you. I said come and eat"

"I can't hear you"

"What? I am shouting at the top of lungs that bear in the woods can hear me. You don't hear me?", I accused leaning against his door frame.

He plopped on his elbows looking at me.

"But I can't hear you. If you wanna say something come inside the room and tell me"

I growled and stomped into the room.

"Can you hear me now?", I rolled my eyes. His eyes were glinting in amusement.

"Still can't. Its raining outside so come closer"

This guy could hear me clearly. He could answer my every other question except my call for breakfast. I didn't even know why I was doing these.

Because you like him

Yeah. Because I..What the hell? No, no and a big no. Control your feelings,Emily. He's gonna hurt you.

I stepped beside his bed looking at him furiously. If he said he couldn't hear me anymore I am giving up.

"Come eat breakfast"

"I don't want it". Okay, he was getting on my nerves. I didn't not sleep and my tolerance level was pretty much zero though I made that edible breakfast.

"Don't be such a brat and come. I wasn't asking you anyway", I informed and turned only to be pulled and fall on top of Ryder.

I struggled to free myself but he wasn't budging.

"Leave me", I gritted as I went to bite his hand. He pulled his hand and held me with other.

"Emily", he said in a low voice. I didn't stop my protest inspite of the butterflies. At a certain point I gave up and looked at his eyes.

He gave me  a full blown smile that blew me away. My heart skipped a beat when his eyes went to my parted lips.

"What do you want?"

"I want a kiss"

"Will you eat breakfast if I kiss you?". He nodded.

I leaned a bit forward and he parted his lips in surprise but I didn't stop. I made it torturously slow until our nose touched. His eyes closed and I took a moment to look at his beauty. Sharp jaw, long lashes that made me jealous, thick eyebrows, small stubble.

Due to the time of the impending kiss, he opened his eyes to look at me. My lips etched a powerful smirk. I had an effect on him.

"Fuck you, Ryder", I said in a content way and made my way back shaking my hips more than necessary. I hoped it didn't look awkward.

I heard his bathroom door close before I shut his door.

I was satisfied with the quality of the food though it was sure we were hiring a cook. Matt's aim can go to garbage.

The juice went into my air pipe and some even leeked through my nose burning it when I saw shirtless, freshly bathed, wet haired Ryder walked into the living room.

"Goddamn Ryder. Wear a shirt", I shouted turning the other side. The momentary image of his abs was ingrained in my brain.It would be hilarious if they put 'Choked to death by seeing a boy shirtless' in my tombstone. I would've laughed.

"I can dress however I want", he said proudly as he sat in the dining table.

I stood up unable to bear the hotness.

"I am not eating if you leave"

I thudded the plate and sat there staring at his face. I was pretty amazed by my self control though I could see his pink nips in my peripheral vision.

Perver. Pervert. Don't look at his nips.

I looked down on my plate flushing red. God it was just a nip, a flat one. Nothing I didn't have but it was pink. No,no,no. Don't think about it. Do. Not. Think. About. It.

I diverted my thoughts to food. Think about pizza. The cheeze that they out on it. How round it was when compared to my pancakes. The eggs had a little salt. I wanted taco balls.

"It's better", Ryder pulled my attention to him. He was smiling like a genuine smile when someone helped us.

"Thanks", I blushed.

"I said juice"

"Thanks but I didn't-"

What the hell? He just criticized my cooking my saying the bottled juice was better.How dare he? Okay, I admit that my cooking was not upto the par but can't he appreciate the effort.

This unfaithful dog.

"Piss off Ryder. Give me the food. You don't deserve it" I grunted trying to reach for his plate.

He pulled back it quickly giving me a sly smile.

"The breakfast you made is good. I liked it. I appreciate your bold attempt to cook something for me"

I slumped back into the seat and sighed.

"You're welcome"

"You are so cute when you become a spitfire"

Blood was rushing to me cheeks and I wished he didn't notice it.

"Don't make me cringe", I said with a distaste.

"If that's gonna make you cringe, I will make it happen until you like me back". My heart skipped a beat.  He wanted me to like me back.

"Sounds like a challenge". Like any other time I ran my mouth without thinking. He leaned on the table with a cocked eyebrow.

"You are a challenge I am more than willing to take"

"Best of luck."