Fun, Young Hearts

Capri-sun Flavoured Marshmallows Part 1.

Ryans pov

He has a nice house, quite big for a guy who's twenty, mind you he does have two room mates. The stairs are the first thing you see when you walk in, we walked passed them to the living room, well I walked Mr. Urie stumbled. I can't see the sofa from this part of the kitchen, but he said I was allowed some food, I won't turn that offer away. I go to open the fridge door but stop in my tracks to observe the photos on the front. He has a few friends. There's a lot of photos of him with his two room mates, on holidays, parties and at school together, they must be really close. The vibrating of my phone in my pocket stops me from observing the photos, it's Spencer.. OH FUCK I DIDN'T TELL HIM! I should answer it. "Hey Spe..."

"Where the hell did you go man?!" Woah! I pull my head away from my phone, I wasn't expecting him to shout. I'll speak quietly though, Mr. Urie probably has a headache.

"I showed Mr Urie to the car park"

"We went to the car park, you weren't there Ry, you were gone ages, we were gonna miss the bus so we left"... was I really gone that long? Must have been.

"You really did a number on his eye and head with that door Spence, he had to vomit and he kept going dizzy, I couldn't have let him drive"

"... sooooo you drove him, C'mon he's a teacher that's wierd!"

"..yes and he's a teaching assistant...why is it wierd?"

"Ooooo okay sorry, assistant then and age... age makes it wierd..."

"The fuck Spence!... what are you implying? Okay first of all he's 20, just turned, that's two years older than me! Second of all I just drove him home so he didn't crash"

"I th... wait, he's only 20?... that's young for an assistant, explains why he keeps getting mistaken for a student"

"Yeah"

"You know... you stare at him alot?"

"What, n.."

"Aaaand you got really close, when inspecting his back eye..."

"Spence..."

"You were very eager to walk him to his car..."

"What are you getti..."

"..AAND you drove him home.."

"Yeah, so?"

"...you like him" I can practically hear the smirk on his face through the phone as he said those words, 'you like him'.

"WHAT...no I don... I mean, he's okay, well a nice gu... but I don't li... not like that, um yeah, no I like him, but not like that!" Not realising my voice went really high as I said it.

"You can't deny it man!...your voice just got really high and you're tripping over your own words, I know you Ry"

"Shut up Spence!"

"Aww, Ryan has a cruusshh" he starts to sing. I can hear Linda laughing at him in the background.

"I swear if you don't stop I'll reach through the phone and give you a black eye"

"Ryan and... Mr. Urie, sitting in a tree, K I S S I N... no it doesn't sound right what's his first name?"

"I... don't know" 'I don't know' I asked him all them questions and I never asked him his name.

"Oh, so anyway are you still coming around tonight or?"

"My dad's picking me up from here soo"

"You're hanging around there until your dad picks you up? Hanging out with Urie for a few hours" I can hear him smirking again.

"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow man I gotta go" I hang up the phone, quickly make a sandwich and grab an ice pack for Urie. I walk back to the living room and see him sleeping on the sofa. I slowly sit down next to him and rest the icepack on his face, he jerks awake. "Sorry, I was just..."

"It's fine, thanks" he sounds tired, looks it too, maybe I'm bothering him by staying here. I could walk to Spencer's, I don't know how long it'd take and my dad is already picking me up from here.

"Do you want me to go? You sound tired..."

"I'm not tired I just... my head.. hurts a little, I think the dizziness has gone now though. If you want to go you can, you know, just take a free sandwich and leave, it's totally okay" the hint of a smile on his face tells me he's joking, although he is right I did just make a sandwich. He gets up and walks as he's walking into the kitchen he asks me "So what'd you normally do at Spencer's on a Thursday?"

"Study group on a Thursday we always get homework on a Thursday"

He walks back in sipping on a capri-sun, there's just something about a 20 year old drinking a capri sun, that thought makes me laugh a little. "That's it?"

"Pretty much, I'll just do my homework on the weekend I guess" I'm glad to not be at Spencer's tonight, I'd just be an awkward third wheel.

"Do it now if you want, I can help you"

"Isn't it cheating to have a sort of teacher help me?" I take out my homework and place it on the coffee table.

He sits down next to me, pretty close, maybe so he can see my papers on the table."It's only cheating if I give you the answers" he winks at me and then begins to read my homework. Whilst he's lost in my stack of papers, I get lost in his face, taking in every small detail. He has a scar on his eyebrow, I wonder what it's from? The way he moves is lips about whilst he's thinking, how every now and then he furrows his eyebrows. I can't decide whether my favourite feature is his eyes, so big or his pink lips, they look so big and soft. Im finding it very pleasing to watch him just take a sip of that capri-sun. He says something to me me but I don't hear it, I'm too busy watching his mouth. He's facing me now, i see a smile appear on his face. He's looking at me and smiling. He's looking at me, looking at him... he's loOKING AT ME, FUCK, HOW LONG AS HE BEEN LOOKING AT ME?!?!...

"Ryan?" He waves a hand infront of my face "Hellooo..Ryan?"

"Hello, I mean.. sorry" his face is a few inches away from mine, fuck I I'm being to obvious, he knows now, STOP STARING AT HIM!,I want death please. Why am I still staring at him, stop thinking and just say something, SAY SOMETHING!! ". Something in me overrides the panic! I lean forward and press my lips against his. I'm kissing him, IM KISSING HIM!where did this come from? How did I pick up the courage to kiss him! I couldn't resist. His lips are so much softer than they looked, it's like I'm kissing marshmallows, capri-sun flavoured marshmallows.

I pull away from his mouth and he's just looking at me, this is the first time I've not been able to read his face, what is he thinking? It sounds silly saying 'this is the first time I can't read his face' because I've only spoken to him twice and he's only been here 4 days, but I have stared at him a lot in those 4 days, Spencer is right. The panic! is starting to set back in now, it's only been about 10 seconds but he still hasn't said anything, he's still staring at me.