Nothing can break us apart (sequel to from prince to popper)

Chapter21

(Italics is Riley)
*Late that night*
*Nathan*
I was lying awake in bed because Ass kept me up, the excitement of tomorrow's concert was getting to my head, tomorrow is a Saturday and Nickolas keeps putting thoughts in my head that I don't want to remember. My new I-phone buzzed causing me to shake out of my thoughts. I grabbed the phone and looked at the text ID. It read. RILEY DAVIS. Wow I haven't heard from him in a while. Last time I talked to him was once I first got adopted into the Popper family and he was moving to Alaska with his Dad, because his parents divorced causing his mother to become abusive and suicidal. I decided to see what he wanted.
Hey. Happy Birthday dude! You are 17 now. Wow. Sorry I am texting out of the blue, but I'm moving back to New Orleans in to the house I lived in before and I was wondering if you and Clare would be willing to pick me up from the airport on Sunday?~R
Sure what time? ~N
About noon ~R
Okay sure, no problem. How's your dad? ~N
He um.... died of frost bite a few days ago. Today was yesterday was his funeral. ~R
OMG! Riley, I didn't know. I am so sorry. ~N
Hey no big deal, Nik-Nat. He just was stuck under a lot of snow and by the time they got him out he was already gone. I am coming back to New Orleans, because I don't want to live alone in a house I lived so many years with my dad. Plus I miss warm muggy New Orleans. ~R
Okay. We will try to be at the airport Sunday by around noon, don't worry if we are a little bit late. ~N
Why would you be a little bit late? ~R
Tomorrow night Clare, me and four of our friends are going to a Five Seconds of Summer concert. And I'm also slow moving. Not as fast as I was before you left, also don't look the same. ~N
Nik-Nat, don't worry. I don't look the same either. I ended up being a model in Alaska for a couple advertisements, billboards, and magazines. ~R
Cool. Well see you Sunday Riley. G'nite. ~N
G'nite Nik-Nat. ~R
I can't believe Riley is coming back. Riley Davis and I have been best friends since grade school. I was upset when his parents got divorced and he had to move. He was the only person who kept me sane at the time, keeping the bullies off me like an overprotective brother. Well Riley is older than me too. He is 18, he got held back one year, but he never told me what year. He learned Taekwondo just to keep people from bullying me. He would beat the snot out of anyone who tired. He never really met the Poppers, the only reason he knows their names is because the first week he was gone I filled him in with who everyone was with pictures and stuff too. Now I'm excited to see Riley on Sunday. Oh just to let you know, Riley is taller than me by a lot. I mean he is 6'2", I'm 5'3", and then Riley is taller than Eric too, who is 5'11". Yeah I am really short for my age. I mean Brandon is even taller than me, he is 5' 9". All my sisters' heights range from 5'6" to about 5'9". Momma is 5'7". I get picked on for being the shortest and that is why I wear high heeled converse most days. Well let's see if I can get some sleep.