Casual Affair//Brallon&Ryden (Bryllon)

8

Ryan.

George Ryan Ross III.

Brendon sighs and stares up at his ceiling. He was thinking about yesterday when him and Ryan almost kissed.

Do I really still have feelings for him?

He couldn't figure it out, but he's been having the same feelings for Ryan as he did when they were actually together. He's just been ignoring it. Maybe he never got over him, but never accepted it until now.

It's confusing him. He also slightly feels the same way about Dallon.

“Fuck. What is wrong with me?” he asks himself. He runs his hands through his hair and thinks.

Is it possible for someone to crush on 2 people at the same time?

It was in some cases. Brendon just didn't want to believe that he did.

He decided to invite Sarah over for some moral support.

“Okay, what's up? Why do you need me here?” his friend asked.

Brendon let out a loud sigh and put his hands on her shoulders, looking her straight in the eyes.

“Sarah, how do I know if I like 2 people?” the confused teen asks the girl in front of him.

Instead of the reaction he had hoped for, she instead burst out laughing. “Bren, are you kidding me? That's what you called me here for?”

“Maybe...look, I just need some help okay? I might like 2 people, and that's bad. I can't like 2 people.”

“Well, who are they?” she asked the helpless boy.

“That's not important.” he mumbles. He didn't want to tell Sarah about Ryan because she'd freak out, and he couldn't tell her about Dallon because...well she'd freak out.

“That means it is important and that I probably know who they both are. Spill.” she told him.

“Sarah, I really can't.”

“Tell me.”

“No.”

“Tell me.”

“No, Sarah.”

“Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell-”

“Fine! Alright fine! Fuck, you're stubborn.” he yelled.

“Sorry haha. Okay now, who is it?”

“Ryan and Dallon.” he mumbled.

“Who?” she didn't hear a word he said.

“I said...Ryan and Dallon.” he said slightly louder, but still not loud enough for her to hear.

“Brendon who the fuck is it?!”

“Ryan and Dallon, alright?”

Instead of responding, she stared at Brendon for the next minute.

“Well?” he tried getting her to speak.

“Oh. My. God. Holy shit. Ryan?! And the fucking math teacher? Fuck Brendon you're crazy! Bro, you're really in a pickle here aren't ya?” she said in between laughs.

“Thanks I feel so much better now.” he sighed and let his head fall into his hands.

“Aw I was only kidding Bren. Wait, but why do you like the math teacher?”

Fuck

Brendon proceeded to explain everything to Sarah so she could understand. He explained the night club hookup and the flirting.