Take some ryden.
-Brendon's POV
"Actually, I'll think about it." I mumble through the phone. It was some guy. Apparently, the same guy from the internet. I got bored, he looked cute, his name is Ryan. I gave him my number, of course. We bonded pretty well and he seemed trust worthy.
In a week, Patrick has warmed up to the place, Pete has been constantly going to his room to comfort him. I went in sometimes but I let Pete do it since Pete always told me it's his boyfriend and he wants to help him.
I, on the other hand have been talking to this Ryan guy and I hate him for being so pretty.
We talked about the most sexual things or the cutest things. For example; we could go from dick to baby elephants in about 2 hours.
I learned lots of things about him. Hes taller than me and stuff. Hes pretty cool.
-Patrick was with Pete in his room, he woke up in the middle of the night. I was awake, still talking to Ryan. It was like 4am, and we tried to pull an all nighter.
I wanted him to come over. I dont even think it's even creepy. Ryan was Ryan and hes trustworthy. I know that. He literally lives 20 minutes away, as cool as it is. I could ask him to come over.
Its funny cause he live 20 minutes away and I've never seen him in my life. Whatever, this is luck and I'll be taking advantage of it.
I called Ryan, knowing he's watching some movie but I dont care if I interrupt or not.
He picked up, "I swear to god this is the good part why are you calling me when we can just text?" He grumbles. I just grinned. "Get your ass here and bring whatever you're eating with you cause im hungry and i feel a bit lonely." I mumbled.
"Wait wait- really?" Ryan gasped. I didnt know what he felt but whatever, "yes. Im sure pete and patrick wont mind." I laugh, "come over dipshit." I added, sighing softly. I felt like I'm inviting my boyfriend over or something even though Ryan is just my friend. We met a week ago, remember that, Brendon. For fucks sake.
"You know where I live r-"
"I know where you live Brendon, jeez. I've passed the apartment place like a billion of times to get to work." Ryan cut me off, I rolled my eyes, "okay, smarty pants. Get here quickly." I mumbles and Ryan hums, "yeah yeah, pretty boy. Ill see you in a few." Ryan chuckled and hung up.
I just stared at my phone when he hung up. Ryan was coming over. That's all I could think about. Ryan. Ryan ryan ryan. In 25 minutes, I could have ryan in my arms.
This was exciting, I didnt care how I looked. I walked to the door, literally waiting infront there for him.
----25 minutes passed, it was almost half an hour and I'm still waiting. I heard footsteps, Ryan. Yeah im having a second thought now. What if he's a serial killer?
My phone rang, Ryan. I ignored it and opened the door, seeing him in sweatpants and a sweatshirt with a bowl of popcorn in his fucking hands. Great going, Ross.
I took the popcorn away and put it on the floor before hugging him super tight, "god, brendon please" he groaned, "i can't breathe" he gasped for air and I let go of him, letting him breathe.
I looked at him, "youre tall" thats all i could say. Ryan just chuckled, "You're cuter in real life." He grins. I just blushed and shook my head. "No come in my room." I smile and pulled him with me, laying on my bed. Ryan ran outside to get the popcorn and came back in with a soft smile.
"Your room is similar to mine" he shrugs, plopping next to me. I nod, he put the bowl on his stomach and I just reached to get some, putting it in my mouth, "wanna pull an all nighter?" I smirked, "of course. Let's watch some lame movies?" He asked, i laugh softly and nod.
We ended up watching most popular girls in school. Honestly that was probably the stupidest show that Ryan has ever picked to watch. Out of probably a thousand choices he chose that. (A/N; honestly if you havent watched it. You gotta.)
Soon enough, Ryan put the empty bowl that we both ate popcorn from on my table and he put his arm around me. It felt nice and warm. Even though were not talking, it was a comfortable silence.
Ryan was breathing against me as he fell asleep, he ended up pulling be extremely close to him and I was surprisingly fine with it. For a person that doesn't really like to be extremely close to a person that i just met no longer than a week, its a big deal.
After a few minutes, i fell asleep against his chest. Yes, he was much taller than me which i dont really have a problem with. I buried my head against his neck, sighing softly.
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