Braelies POV:

I had just gotten out of the shower and threw on a pair of shorts and a hoodie. I hear the doorbell ring downstairs and hear my mom check it. A few minutes later, you come into my room. "Ryder, what are you doing here?" I ask coming over to hug you. But then I see how red and puffy your eyes are.

Ryder's POV:

"Can you just hold me right now? Please,"

"Of course," you say. We sit on your bed, and I rest my head on your chest. "Do you wanna talk about it?" You ask quietly.

I shake my head, "Not really,"

"Okay, that's fine," you sink your fingers into my hair.