Notice me.

He took a deep breath, wiping his tears away. He had forgotten all about the scars.
Where did they come from? Of course he knew. But he had to think about hie to say it. He hadn't told her anything about his past other than that his mother sent his to the mental ward at a young age.
His mother was the one who caused those scars. But he never said anything about them. He purposely never showed anyone them, not even an inch of his skin underneath his shirt. For this reason.
He felt as if it belittled his pride, or who he was as a person. To be abused. Beat, whipped, burnt and cut. He was bigger and stronger than the average human. And he knew that. Yeah, he was a prideful person. But to cry in front of Rye had already shown enough weakness. He didn't want to show more. He didn't want her to know that he was weak. He wanted her to know that he could protect her. Keep her safe.
The last hot tear fell down his face as he looked down at her, his face and eyes were red, as he was pretty worked up so it wouldn't be surprising. His thick black eyelashes, wet with tears, he could feel it every time he blinked.
"It….it was a long time ago" he says calmly. His British accent back and his calm voice was present. Though there was still traces of weakness in his voice.
"Before and a little bit after i got put into the mental ward" he paused and pursed his lips into a fine line, thinking about how to say this

He was said about to say something, but her hands moved up to his face and that's when she kissed him.
It sent tingles down his spine and his heart fluttered every other direction his chest.
When she backed away, he immediately wanted her to come back.
He smiled a little bit and grabbed her by the hand and his other hand went around her waist. He pulled her closer and leaned down, pressing his lips against hers and closing his eyes. This definitely wasn't the way he wanted to do it, but it was perfect for him right now. He remembered how he had just felt before she fell.
He wanted to confess to her so badly. He wanted to hold her. He was so ready to be rejected. For her to freak out and run away. But the fact that she had just kissed him changed everything. He didn't even think before pulling her into him and kissing her.
Was she in love with him? Or was this just because she hit her head so hard?
So many emotions flowed through him at the moment. He didn't know what to do.
But he stayed there and kissed her, his hand letting go of her own hand and going up to her cheek and his other stayed on his waist.

He held her close still, looking into.her gorgeous eyes. She was warm against his bare skin, though he tried to.ignore the fact that he was shirtless.
He smiled at her question, kissing her forehead softly. "No…this isn't a dream. And im glad it's not" he says happily. "Rye….I've been so in love with you. For so long." He says quietly with a little smile. He did it. He confessed. He told her how he felt. And from her actions, she seemed to feel the same way.
Was it really possible? For someone to love him? He had so many problems.
Someone who deals with the daily struggle to be normal and blend in with the rest of the world, keeping down his demons.
Was it possible for someone to love him for who he was?
But she didn't know what he was pushing down. Or…who he was pushing down. To keep.her safe. For his sanity to not.dissapear.
She didn't even know his real name. He hadn't even heard his real name for such a long time.

He'll tell her soon. He'll tell her everything

He held her close and smiled a bit. "It's fine. Here, you shouldn't be standing." He says ruffling her hair. He then bent down and picked her up, now holding her bridal style.
He then walked over to the bed and set her down gently.
"Rye…." He sat down in a chair next to the bed, running his hand through his wet curly hair. He knew when it dried it would be crazily poofy and crazy.
He looked up to her, grabbing her hand in his. "I'm sorry. If i got to you quickly instead of freezing up and arguing with" he hesitated. "Myself. I could have gotten to you sooner. I'm sorry"
He just wanted to protect her. He felt as if he got his own feelings in the way of protecting her.

(Sorry it's so short.)

(Okay, i thought it was shorter before i posted it lol)

It all happened so quickly, Levis head hurt. His eyes flickering across there room and yelling. The sound flooded his ears like boiling water.
When he grabbed her hand, Levi went to.stand but Ty got there first. This was none of his business.
None of it was. Maybe he was bad For Rye. Maybe if he didn't let her skip school her father wouldn't have been so mad.
When he came over to.Levi, he excepted what he was about to do, but when he hit Rye. That's when he wasn't going to take it.
He stood and her father stormed out of the room. Levi.immediately turned to.Rye, his hand on her cheek, tucking the hair out of her face and behind her ear. "Rye? Are you alright?" He asks her gently. He turned to.her mother, but only for a second. He was going to talk to.her later. That was for sure.
He turned back to.Rye and looked at the large red mark on her face. Anger swelled up inside of.him, burning in his throat like acid. His piercing blue eyes sympathetic and worried.

(Nah, its totally fine. Have fun! <3)

He sat on the bed beside her and held her hand. He laid back and thought about it. "About….three years now" he says putting his hands under his head and having them act as a pillow. With his torso and arms stretched out, his muscles and scars were more visible than before, well at least his muscles were. Though he actually went to the gym every day, he never skipped. Actually, until today. So much has happened today. He didn't have any time.
He never really though about how long he had been in love with her until now. It had taken him a while to figure that out, but his answer was rather quick.
He turned on his side to look at her, "by the way, i apologize for the lack of clothing" he looked down at himself then back up at her with a soft chuckle

He rolled over onto his side and propped his head up with his hand, his elbow resting on the bed still. He looked at her as her eyes lingered on his chest before she looked away.
Chuckling a bit, though he was a bit embarrassed.
He was shirtless in front of the girl he liked after all.
“You can if you want” he says calmly, as I feel he read her mind. Though his heart was freaking out at the moment. Was she going to? His heart was racing, thumping against his scarred chest.
He had no idea what she wasn’t going to do. She kissed him abou ten minutes ago for crying out loud! He didn’t Think he could ever get past that.
The scars were faded and deformed due to how much he’s grown since he was 8. But they were still noticeable. The most defined thing on there other than his muscles was the shape of a hot iron on the left side of his abs and other on her back. Freckles littered his chest like stars in the night sky, some ligh some dark. A few black ones every now and then. He always hated his freckles. To him, they looked like specks of dirt on his light skin. He ran his fingers through his hair and let out a breath that he didn’t realize he was holding until he let it out.

Levi stayed as still as possible as her fingers traveled down his body.
When she reached his pant line her touch sent visible shivers down his spine.
He sat up when she pulled away and took a deep breath. What was he supposed to say to that? To her? He was at loss for words.
He wanted to grab her face and kiss her again, but he didn’t.
His eyes were stuck on her soft lips for a few seconds before he pulled them away, biting his lip softly, just thinking about how her lips felt on his made him feel like he was going to go crazy! But he couldn’t help but love the sensation.
“You know….you totally stole my role.” He let out a soft chuckle.
“I was planning on confessing tonight… and kissing you” he mumbled the last part quietly, but there’s was still a chance she heard him.
He still couldn’t shake the thought of her actually liking him back. This gorgeous girl that was just so perfect to him, wouldn’t love someone like him….more than even a friend.
He had to push away all of the feelngs he had before all of this happened.
The denial, a little bit of frustration. And acceptance.
He had finally come to the point where he could accept the feeling of getting rejected by the girl he was oh so madly in love with. He wouldn’t cry or get mad. He would be happy for her that she didn’t have those kind of feelings to conflict with.
But now….it’s all changed. Everything so much different from what he thought it would be. She wasn’t rejecting him. She wasn’t running away at the sound of him confessing.
She’s was the one who confessed first actually!
He couldn’t believe what was happening.

He went to say something, but she always interrupted him every time he did. But it was fine, he never minded.
When she sat in his lap his face turned beet red and her words got him all flustered.
But once she kissed him a soft noise escaped him and he leaned in and kissed her, back, locking his lips with hers. His hands went around her waist, pulling her even closer to his body than before.
She always had a particular smell to her that he just loved, and even after all of this that had just happened, it was still present.
No perfume or anything like that. And it was such a small detail, he was surprised even he noticed it. But for such a long time he's loved it, and that just gave him one more reason to be in love with her.
Her beautiful, kind and adorable personality that just made his heart do a summersault every time he would so much as look into those gorgeous eyes of hers.
And since when was she a good kisser?

(Sorry it's a bit short, im in a hurry and i wanted to try to reply to this)

(How dare he interrupt” I’m dead XD)

He was startled by Ty coming in, his hands slipped away from Ryes waist as she got off of him, 5ough he instantly regretted it as she fell down. He looked down at the girl with a concerned look on his face as he tried to even out his breathing which had sped up while they were kissing.
“Are you alright?” He asked her concerned as his wet hair fell in his face. Oh how he loved it when she ran her hands through his hair as she kissed him.
He looked up at Ty when he threw him the shirt. He thought about it probably being too small or at least tight one him since he was skinnier than him.
When he slipped it on, he was right. It wasn’t super skin tight, but his chest showed a little more than he would like for it to.
“I wasn’t going to defile her…” he says looking away as he felt the heat coming back to his cheeks as thoughts flooded into his mind. He quickly tried his best to shake them off. Which was a lot harder than he thought it would have been. But eventually it worked.
The fact that he laughed eased Levi a little bit. He wasn’t mad from his actions and his tone. Though he still felt somewhat,,,,wrong.
He just got caught basically making out with this dudes little sister.
though he told him to kiss her when he hadn’t the chance. But he didn’t think he quite mean to this. He wasn’t complaining at all.
“Sorry though” he says quietly, almost mumbling it as he blew that certain curl of hair out of his face. It had dried and so it was straighter than normal.
It always happened when he would take a cold shower, but when it was hot his hair would be more fluffy than normal. He always hated it. But he was always too lazy to figure out how it worked.

He adjusted the tight shirt, though not making it any better.
Watching their interaction made him really happy actually. He was glad Rye actually had someone like him.
He was pleasantly surprised Ty didn't hate his guts by now.
When he was mentioned he became a tad awkward. Was his place clean? Organized? Yeah, he sounded like a total stuck up jerk. And it had to be better than his place.
"I would never dare to do something such as that. Without consent" he mumbled the last part. He turned to Rye with a sweet smile. "Yeah, I'll come. If you guys don't mind. My foster parents don't care where i am. As long as im not dead" he says with a shrug. Actually, they probably wouldn't care. They might get in trouble if he did die though. But Levi could handle himself.
As they walked he kept on trying to subtly readjust the shirt. He really didnt like how it fit over his torso. And he never wore shirts like these. Normally a nice button up with the sleeves rolled up just below his elbow and an over jacket.
With his hair like this too, he looked completely different, but not in a bad way.
He stayed behind the two siblings as he quietly followed them to the car. He was trying not to let his OCD and his anxiety get in the way and bother them. They would for sure be annoyed with him if he did.

(Nah its fine. Mines gonna have to be a bit short also.)

Levi slid in the back, happy that his car was clean. "Nah, i would rather not. Though….do you have a hoodie….or….something bigger? I don't mean to complain, so it's fine if not" he says noticing her hand slide behind the seat.
He couldn't help but smile, slowly grabbing her hand, lacing his fingers within hers gently.
As they drove, he felt as if Ty didn't really trust him. He felt a bit hurt. He's known Ty for so long. Ty knows he wouldn't do anything to her. Ever in a million years.
He hoped he didn't think of him that way just because of what happened earlier.

Once Rye got out, he sat there silently, fidgeting his thumbs together until Ty spoke up. He looked up to him as he got a bit more nervous. But he listened carefully and nodded.
"O-okay…" He says more quietly. He opened his mouth to say something else, but Rye came out and sat in the car. He couldn't even fathom hurting her in any way. And why would he? He had no reason to.
Though he couldn't stop thinking about one thing. Was she going to get carried away? He couldn't really imagine her getting carried away. Oh wait…yes he could.
He mentally slapped himself, trying to get his thoughts out of his head.
If she did get Carried away, he would have to stop her… But would he be able to stop?
He would have to have a ton of self-control, which he was never good at having. But if it could turn into something that could hurt Rye in any way, that was more important.

He stayed quiet in the back lost in thoughts. Thinking about how she's going to handle it if she does get out of hand and he has to stop her.
Thinking about how horrible he's going to feel. Suddenly pushing thoughts out of his head that of course, a teenage boy was thinking, but Levi didn't like it.
What was he going to.do? He didn't want to hurt Rye's feelings but at the same time…this is her brother telling him to protect her.

Levi had gotten out of the car, leaning on it and watching as the shirtless blonde came out, he watched as Rye looked at him, feeling a tang of jealousy as she starred at him. He looked away and took a deep breath. He was a jealous that he didn't have all of those scars. A clean slate. It was prettier to look at. He didn't blame Rye.
Though when she came up to.him he forced a small smile. It wasn't that he wasn't happy to.be around her. But with everything that happened today, he was emotionally drained. He didn't know whether to just say nothing or to.cry or.to run away or to. Punch a hole in the wall and scream. He didn't know what to do. And he hated it.
But for now he was going to put on a mask that hid all of his insecurities.
"You alright?" He asked her as she stepped up to him.

(Okay, so there's a ton of periods everywhere instead of spaces, and i apologize for that. My phones acting weird.)

Once everyone was inside he stepped in too, surprised by how clean it was. He didn't say anything, he only looked around, then to Isaac. He seemed nice. He wasn't going to be mean to him. It wasn't his fault that Rye looked at him like that.
But that made him think about something more important.
Did Rye only like him for his looks? He did have a pretty bland personality. She didn't know about the others…though he figured she would most likely like the others more than Levi.
"stop freaking out Cayd. It's not like she's going to fall in love with that dude just because she saw him shirtless"
"alright….ill try" he says to Auden, though not out loud.