Ryan adjusted his thick-rimmed glasses and sat down on the couch.
"Are you excited for the new year, Ry?" Brendon asked, sitting down next to Ryan with a glass of wine in his hands.
"Sure, but i'm not very excited for this stupid party.." Ryan replied, crossing his legs.
"Well, are you excited to have a New Years kiss?" Brendon asked. "I know I am."
Ryan shrugged, taking a sip of Brendon's wine. "Depends. I'll be exited if it's someone I actually wanna kiss."
Brendon sighed. "Well, who do you wanna kiss?"
Ryan smiled. "No one in particular."
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It was 11:55.
Everyone rounded the TV with their drinks in their hands, watching the time.
"This is really stupid, Bee." Ryan whispered. "Time is man made, nothing is really changing."
Brendon rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Ryan, just drink your wine and shut up."
Ryan chuckled and downed his white wine.
Now, it was 11:59.
"One more minute until the new year, Ry!" Brendon exclaimed.
"Yeah, cool." Ryan replied, a bit annoyed.
Suddenly, everyone was screaming. Was something wrong? Oh, no, they're fine. It was New Years. It was finally 2008.
Brendon wrapped his arm around Ryan and slammed his lips into the older boy's.
Ryan's eyes widened, a bit shocked by the fact that his best friend for seven years was kissing him.
When Brendon pulled away, Ryan furrowed his eyebrows.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Ryan spat.
Brendon smirked. "I was giving you your New Years kiss, idiot."
Ryan smiled. "Oh."
