.: I Met Him On Omegle :. Chapter 12 Andreas P.O.V “Where

“Where are we?” I asked, looking around the apartment I was in.
“My home.”
“Don't you live with your parents? You're still in school.”
“I live with Jesse. My parents always travel and are never home and his are dead.” I felt sorry for Jesse but tried to push thoughts away because honestly, it hurt thinking of him and his girlfriend.
I was being pathetic.
“Oh.”
“So, what do you want to do?”
“We could watch a movie,” I said wanting to get more and more away from the subject of Jesses parents and we didn't even speak that much about them.
“Alright, any preferences?” Ryan questioned.
“Nah, anything will be alright.” Ryan put Ted on.
“Have you watched this movie before?” he asked me.
“Yeah, I watched it in the movies,” I shrugged.
“Do you want me to change it?” I looked at him in awe, he was so sweet. Something like his statement would probably mean nothing to most girls but he was going to make a girl very lucky one day.
The movie had almost finished and tears filled my eyes as the Ted didn't come back to life. Wasn't this supposed to be a funny movie? Not some soap opera. The movie, with a happy ending, soon came to an end and I grinned.
“Where you crying?” Ryan chuckled.
“No!” I denied.
“You were! Hah!” Ryan smiled at me, his eyes sparkling.
Ryan then leant in, his eyes focused on my lips and I stared at him in anticipation. He was going to kiss me. His lips softly touched mine and my eyes closed. I tangled my hands in his dirty blonde hair and his tongue gently licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I debated in my mind if I should pull away or deepen the kiss. My heart was telling me to pull away because it didn't feel right, it felt like I was kissing a friend and my head was telling me not to because I couldn't just say, 'I like your best friend'. Shouldn't it be the other way around? Shouldn't my mind be telling me to stop kissing him? None the less, I pulled away.
“I'm sorry,” Ryan said.
“Ryan...” my voice trailed off. Neither of us said anything for several minutes.
“You like him, don't you?” Ryan asked, quietly. So quietly that I almost didn't hear him.
“Yeah...” I said, weakly. “It doesn't matter though, he has a stunning girlfriend, he lives on the opposite side of the world and I'm sure a guy like him would never go for a girl like me.”
“You'd be surprised.” Just as Ryan said that, somebody coughed at the door. It was Jesse. F/ck. What if he heard that I liked him?
“How much of that... did you hear?” I asked, my heart pounding and I awaited his answer. Did he know I was talking about him? His face showed no emotion what so ever.
“Enough,” he answered.