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Isobel PoV

We get home and the boys soon disappear back out. I cook dinner, deciding on a simple pasta dish.

Just as I'm dishing up, the two dirty sweaty boys appear, loudly. I can hear them before I see them.

"-but that isn't even attractive!" I hear Ryder laugh.

"Fuck no!" My brother laughs along as they appear around the corner.

"Mmmm... that smells amazing Iz... enough for me?" Ryder asks and I push the two of them a bowl. Just as they reach for it I pull it back, they frown at me.

"You're all muddy, go wash up first, look at you both." I scald. They're grim. They obviously had been to football practice, they were covered in mud, Will had it all over his side, his arm had grass stuck to it still.

"C'mon." Ryder nudges Will, turning to go to the bathroom.

"I'm starving Iz, just a little..." Will picks up the fork and I take it from him with a huff.

"William. Go now, you have half the pitch stuck to your side, at least wash your damn hands and face." I tell him as I lift my own bowl up to eat.

He huffs and goes out the room just as Ryder walks in. He has a clean face, clean arms and hands.

"Better?" He asks and I nod with my mouth full of pasta.

"Smells so good. You are such a good cook Bella." he winks as he picks up the bowl and lowers himself into the stool as I stand near him.

"Thanks" I say when I finish my mouthful and scoff another one in.

"So. You dating anyone?" He asks suddenly and I choke.

"You alright?" Will asks as he appears and I'm finally calming from my coughing attack. I move to stand near the sink. Clutching my chest. I nod.

"You ok?" Ryder asks and I take a sip of my water. Nodding. Once I'm calm again, and my voice allowing me to talk, I clear my throat.

"W-what?" I ask Ryder and Will frowns at us as he shoves a mouthful in.

"Well, I was thinking, why can you win the money?" He asks as I pause with my fork half way to my mouth.

"What?" I ask and it's Wills turn to cough on his dinner.

"God, do you two not chew?" Ryder smirks at Will as he finally stops coughing.

"Why would you say that?" Will asks Ryder and he shrugs.

"Just a thought. Y'know, Sarah could kiss you, I could kiss Izzy, then, they both win the bet" he shrugs like it's nothing.

Like it's nothing me and him kissing.

"Huh. I get your thinking but-" Will starts and I burst out laughing.

They both turn to look at me, Will confused, Ryder amused.

"There, is no way, I would be kissing you Ryder Jones, not for a bet." I giggle, then sober, to whisper closer to him as I walk past the two idiots "not if I thought the prize pot was a million..."

"I think it's actually up to £480?" Will mutters and I turn on my heel.

"What?" I'm sure I don't hear the right. That's a damn lot.

"Yeh, mines £460, Ryders £480" he passes me his phone.

There's a damn Instagram post on it.

"What the fuck? People are happy to pay that much to kiss you ass wipes?" I smirks and they both turn to face me.

"This was delicious by the way Iz" Ryder smirks and licks his lips.

I shake my head in disbelieve and flop on the sofa.

"You two can wash up... if your heads will fit in the kitchen" I tell them.

****

It's 11pm, I'm sitting in bed, on my iPad, reading.

The tell tell sign of Ryder coming in my window makes me close the app and lock the screen. I put it on the side and quickly take my glasses off.

"Hey Bella, sorry I'm late." Hos deep voice whispers as he pulls his jeans off.

"I was reading anyway." I mutter and slide down into the bed, pulling the cover up.

He goes to the bathroom then comes back.

He turns the lamp off as he climbs in, his arms snake around me and he pulls me close to him.

One arm under my neck, the other around my waist. Comfy, the feeling of home.

"Tired?" He asks softly.

"Uh huh." I mutter with my eyes closed.

"Ok, goodnight." He whispers and I feel him wiggle to get comfy.

His hip isn't touching mine, we don't go to sleep close but we always wake close.

I relax into his comforting smell and his warm arms and wait for sleep to take me.

After a few minutes he must sense I'm not asleep.

"Bella?" He whispers and I huff. "Hmm?"

"Can I ask you something?" He whispers in his deep voice.

"What?" I ask louder than I meant to.

His fingers draw circles on my forearm as he talks.

"Why won't you kiss me for a bet?" His question takes me back.

I turn to roll onto my back, he moves back slightly and I realise he's now lying over me. His handsome face and dark hair falling over his forehead as he hovers above me.

I search his face for answers to questions I can't ask.

"Why?" I ask simply and I can make out his frown slightly.

"Why what?" He asks looking from one of my eyes to the next.

The one thing I find very attractive about Ryder, his eyes. They are beautiful. The dark green is so intense, I can never look at them for long.

It's always been the same. Over the years you would of thought I would of gotten used to those eyes but, no. With the dark long eyelashes an deep sea like green, I struggle to find them unappealing. It's like I get sucked in. Hypnotised.

"Why would you want to?" I ask quieter, softer.

"Why would I?" He asks them must realise how that sounds, I know my face must be questioning him right now.

"I mean, it's £730, so." He smirks my eyes widen.

"WHAT!?" I whisper shout and he chuckles, moving back from me, sitting up, taking his arm from under my neck with him.

"I know, mental." he mutters.

"That's insane, bitches be crazy for you two." I mutter and he nods.

His knees are bent up, his forearms resting on them, hands holding his wrists.

"It's fuckin weird." he mutters so quietly I barely hear him.

I roll over so my backs facing him, so I'm facing my blush pink wall.

"Hmm... I think your egos growing Ry." I yawn and he mutters something I can't hear then I feel him lie back down.

His arms spoon me and he cuddles his mouth into my neck.

"Just think about it Bella.... for me, please?" He asks in a quiet whisper.

What can I say?
I don't even reply.

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I miss these two!

L x