Confrontation. "I don't have a good feeling about him" Ryan said quietly. "Why not?" I asked. "He's
-" "Bad?" I finished his sentence. "Yeah. I don't trust him
especially with you," "Because he drinks, always in trouble, things like you do!" I tried to defend him. "
I don't want you to get hurt," He said softly. "Well a week ago you were crazy about him, wanted to go partying with him all the time, couldn't get you and the guys to stay home for one night since you met him. But now that you think I've got feelings for him, he's so bad?" "I don't want you with someone like me
" Ryan attempted to explain. I shot a fiery glare at him. He flinched; his ocean eyes brimmed with hurt. Instantly, his face hardened and h