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The Player Wants Me?! By Courtney Radford Characters: 5715

Updated: 2018-06-04 20:45

Isabelle POV:

I woke up about 10AM, we all decided that we weren't going to go to school today. I yawn and put on some slippers before I walk downstairs.

"YOU COULD HAVE BEEN NICER!" Dad shouts at mum.

"YOU KNOW WHAT SHE FUCKING DID TO ME SEBASTIAN AND YOU'RE TELLING ME, WHEN SHE CALLS YOU, TO BE NICER?! FUCK OFF!" Mum shouts. Mum only ever swears when she is pissed so dad must've done something really bad.


Was this all my fault?

"YEAH, I'M FUCKED OFF-" She says making me spin an run back upstairs to my room. I slam the door as tears threatened to fall.

I quickly threw on some blue ripped jeans with a grey shirt and Ry's jacket before creeping down stairs.

When I got down there, however; dad had his arms wrapped around mum.

"Shh, baby. It's okay. It's going to be okay" he whispers whilst running his fingers through her hair.

His eye caught mine but before he could say anything I bolt out of the door and run down the road and towards school. The tears that I was holding back fell and I pushed the door open. I was going to have detention but I don't care.

"You are in- hey, are you okay?" Kian asked, his smile vanished when he saw me crying. I couldn't say anything so I just shook my head.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly. I just shook my head.

Why does he care?- Oh, I forgot. It's this little bet about 'the girl' who denies him.

"N-nothing" I sob, my knees weakening as I try to rush past him.

"Belle, wait" kian says, running to catch up with me.

"Leave me alone" I say, my voice is harsh.

He just wants to use me.

Like Harry did.

" Belle, I'm-" he starts but I spin on my heel.

"No, kian. No. You don't care. You don't. Just leave" I say and he looked at me, his face void of any emotion.

"So, your going to tell me to leave, tell me I don't care because of some rumours?" He asked but I ignored him.

Instead I felt the familiar arms of my brother wrap around me.

"It's okay Iz, shh" Ryder coos, his arms tightly around me as my legs give out.

"Dad is saying to mum it was my fault" I sob, Ryder was hugging me To him, keeping me on my feet.

"It wasn't your fault. Don't you want to know what happened?" He asked softly and I nodded.

He wiped away my tears.

"Remember Sally?" He asked and I nodded.

The girl who bullied mum.

"Sally messaged dad and he met up with her, lying to mum and telling her he was going shopping. She caught them in a cafe and then add blamed it on the current situation, then not knowing about your insomnia and depression" he says and rubs my back.

"They know about my depression?" I ask and he nods.

"They, they heard you crying your heart out. Also, yesterday they saw

some scars" he says, his voice lowering and his eyes filling with tears.

"Stop hurting yourself Iz. Please. I can't lose you" Ryder chokes out, a tear rolled down his cheek.

"I'm sorry" I look down at my shoes, my eyes filled with unshed tears.

"I just... I can't lose you. Not now, not ever" he begs and I nod, avoiding his eye contact.

My eyes grow wide as I see a certain boy, staring at me.

Shock and a little concern masked his emotions.

"Shit" I let out. "How much did you hear?" I ask Kian and he looks away.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just, I wanted to help you" he says, worriedly looking around.

"Okay" I breath out "please keep it to yourself. I don't want everyone knowing" I say and he nods.

"Yeah" he breathes out.

"Will Isabelle and Ryder Evans please go to the main reception" a woman's voice says through the speaker.

"I'm not going" I say "I know mum or dad's there. I don't want to face them yet" I say, my voice wobbling.

"Tell them that you don't want to talk about it, they can't force you" Ryder says "and then, if to you want, come back in here" he says and I nod.

"Okay, let me just wipe my face" I say, heading to the bathroom.


Ryder POV:

I looked at Kian again. He kept glancing at the door, waiting for Iz to come out.

"You like her, don't you?" I ask.

"Fuck, is it obvious?" He asked, running his hands through his hair.

"It is for me" I say. "I know when someone likes someone" I shrug, pushing myself off of the wall.

"I'm worried about her" he states, balling his hands into fists.

"I just, I can't stay away. I can't. I need to make sure she is okay. But I can't promise anything because I just break girls hearts, unintentionally" he says, his voice getting lower. "Everyone says that i am a heart breaker and what everyone thinks it when it is all bull shit. I don't sleep with random girls. I don't use them and throw them away. I can't do that to them" he bursts, his eyes wide.

"I know" I say, surprising him. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I've saw you flirt with girls but who doesn't flirt now and then right?" I chuckle. "But it is things like in the locker room when boys would talk about when a random girl would come up to you and then be like "you slept with her", you don't say anything" I explain. "Why don't you deny it?" I ask, letting curiosity get the better of me.

"Before I turned 15, I was bullied my whole life. I was beat up, I was used and was a massive nerd" he admits "there is so much a reputation can do for you, for me it used made my every day life hell. Now, not one person would come up to me because they are scared because I 'fought' someone." He says, snorting.

"I've never been I'm a fight in my life" he exclaims.

"I get what you mean. It protects you, in a way" I say and he nods.


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