Fun, Young Hearts

Countless Fairground Rides and Carnival Games (Distraction Part 2.)

Brendon pov,

"Well usually when you date a girl Tyler they are your girlfriend" she jokes with Tyler. "Sooo this is Ryan, the Ryan?" She asks, Tyler nods in reply. I share a look of 'please stop talking' to them both as smiles grow on their faces. There's no secrets between me and my friends, we tell each other almost everything. I didn't tell them everything that happened in the bowling alley restrooms, or that Ryan is a student at the school. I've talked about him alot though clearly, I mean if these guys are calling him 'The Ryan' "So where to first?" I ask, desperately getting the subject off of 'the' Ryan.

"We're meeting Josh in twenty, grab a drink and hit some rides maybe?" Jenna suggests.

"Do you like rides Ryan?" Tyler asks

"Yeah, they're uh they're pretty cool"

"Well at least he's not boring... like the last one" we begin to walk at slow pace, 'like the last one' for fuck sake Tyler why would you blurt that out. Ryan already thinks I'm a slut because of you and Josh and well I'm not that bad... am I? Without Ryan even asking the obvious question 'like the last one?' Jenna tells him "Some girl he was seeing, she didn't like how close he is with his frens"

"Especially Josh" Tyler adds and they both start laughing.

"Why especially Josh?" Ryan asks, looking at me with a smug smile growing on his face whist he does.

"They made out once" Jenna answers.

"Not just for no reason" I but in. I don't want him to think I'm some sort of whore, but my friends are making it very difficult!.

"We'll obviously, we were having a game of spin the bottle at this party when we were 14-15 and they had to have 7 minutes in heaven in the closet" Jenna telling Ryan every detail.

"Brendon was very much in the closet at that time though, so it sho..." I interrupt Tyler by shouting "OKAY CAN WE CHANGE THE SUBJECT!" We walk in awkward silence for the next minute or so until Tyler decides to try and win Jenna a prize from one of the stalls.

"I uh I shouldn't of asked why especially Josh you know that was uh that, it's none of my business" Ryan confesses to me as we wait for Tyler and Jenna.

"No its not" Is all I can say back. I want him to think good of me, I don't know why but I like this kid, I care what he thinks. I've never really cared on what other people think about me before but this is different, Ryan is different. "Im going to get a drink" as I begin to walk away Ryan does a little run to catch up to me.

"I'm s... I'm sorry Brendon" he sounds sincere, how could I not forgive him. I'm trying not to give him eye contact but I can see him looking at me.

"It's okay... I guess"

"No I shouldn't of invaded your business like that, your past and..." he grabs my arm to stop me from walking, making me face him "... Brendon I'm sorry" he sounds so sad, guilty, even though I'm angry I should forgive him. I pat his arm twice and smile at him "It's okay Ryan really, I'm not mad at you" I add to reassure him.

"Really?" He let's go of my arm and a smile has returned to his face too. "So you're uh... you're mad at Jenna and uh Tyler?" I let out a small sigh, are you actually gonna tell him? That oh care what he thinks of you?

"I care what you think of me Ryan" I guess I am. "I don't... I don't want you to think I'm a whore or something, you probably already do because you asked about their comment in my house 'he's a bit of a slag' I think they said. I'm not a slag and it's getting harder for you to believe because all they have talked about in front of you who I've made out with and stuff and I don't want you t" his lips crash into mine, breaking my consistent rant. It's a different kiss this time, our kisses have been desperate, wet, messy, nothing but the want of intamacy. This kiss is none of that, there's no tongue, just his lips, his perfectly pink plump lips. So soft, so warm, so safe, there's no cold rush down my spine. It's not heated at all yet my bones feel the need to melt, I feel the need to melt... into him. He pulls away a little, resting his forehead against mine. I can feel his breath tickling my skin ever so lightly. We spend what feels like an eternity staring into each others eyes, staring so deep, like he's looking into my soul, connecting on a whole new level. He moves his head to the side of mine, almost pressing his lips again my ear

"I don't think you're a whore" he whispers, making us both laugh.

"Hey guys look what Tyler won m... ooo what am I interrupting hmmm?" Jenna comes running up holding a giant Pokémon teddy.

"Nothi... look at the size of that Pikachu! Holy fuck!" Ryan exclaims.

"Yeah, you had to throw 5 balls in the hoop to win one this big, Tylers the best at basketball" she replies, giving Tyler a kiss on the cheek as he walks up to us.

<later that night>

"Hey, hey Ryan... I'll give you 4 hours wages if you can jump that wall" a drunken Josh slurs, all three of them are walking in front of us, whilst I'm lacking behind trying to control a slightly drunk Tyler, it's more difficult because I've had too much to drink myself.

"You know, you know, Brendon, Bren, chicken listen you know Ryan, Ryan is sooo great" tipsy tyler tripping over his tongue.

"He is, he's great" I reply

"No but no no but no Brendon, he's so fun and he went on all the rides like all of them and and and that's like crazy. His sense of humour too is just like just like ours, look look at him with you're three best frens he fits you should like you should definitely for sure date this guy man like seriously for sure, are you... dating?

My only reaction is to laugh, I'm a very happy drunk "We're um we're dude tyler man um..." I stop him from walking by putting my hand on his shoulder leaving a long pause before continuing my mess of a sentence "...I, I uh Tyler... I don't know" we both pause again before bursting into fits of laughter. We split off in different directions as we're leaving, Tyler walks home with Jenna, Josh is meeting some friends at some bar and me and Ryan are... well... I don't know to be honest.

"Do you want me to drive you home Brendon?" DRIVE ME HOME HE CAN'T DRIVE DRU... oh wait I remember earlier he said he doesn't drink, he never said why but I'm sure he has his reasons. I stumble about in my pocket and give my car keys to him. "That's a yes then" he says with a laugh. This is the second time he's drove my car now. I rest my head on his knee as he drives me home, having a war against my eyelids, trying to keep them open but they're winning.

"Ryan?..."

"Yeah?"

"What, what are we?"

"What, what'd you mean"

"Tyler wants to know..." I want to know too "if we're a thing or not"

"We'll talk about when you're sober maybe Brendon?"

I let out a loud yawn that stretches into an "okay" and fall asleep, using Ryan's leg as a pillow.

I wake up again and it's morning, I can see daylight so I'm assuming so, my head is pounding and my memories from last night are blurry. I roll over to try and block the sunlight, making a long whiny sound at the same time. I can hear snoring now and it's very close I open one eye, frightened to see who is sleeping next to me. I open both eyes in shock... it's Ryan!...