lost boy || shyland fanfiction

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shane's pov

i sat against my headboard of my bed in my night clothes, waiting for something good to happen. the tv was still streaming awful shows, and the acting was completely terrible. i then heard my phone go off as i grabbed it without even looking off of the nightstand. i smiled, seeing the wanted message from him.

ryland: come light my cigarette

shane: i'm pretty sure you can do that by yourself

ryland: just come over

shane: right now?

ryland: yes, now come on

ryland: i'll kiss you

shane: omw

i sprang out off my bed, throwing on a dark blue shirt with some beige skinny jeans along with white vans. i opened my bedroom door softly, trailing down the stairs with gentle footsteps. i grabbed my keys off the kitchen counter and unlocked the front door. i stepped outside, locking the door back up, and getting in my car and driving off.

my fingers tapped against my steering wheel to the melody of a random song that played on the radio. i swayed my head side to side slightly and smiled as i entered into the part of town to where the pretty boy who liked to live life on the edge lived. i pulled my car into his driveway, as i saw him sitting down on his house steps.

i turned my car off, and getting out the car. as i turned around, he was right there smiling up at me. his hands then reached up to my face, cupping my cheeks and then pulling me down just a bit to kiss me on the lips. our lips seemed to mold together as i pulled him closer to me by grabbing his hips and keeping him still.

we slowly pulled away before our the sound of kiss echoed in our ears and the taste of his lips still lingered on my lips. he then took my hand and pulled me towards the steps, and he sat me down as he then sat down himself. it slowly reminded me of the first time i got to know him, but this was different, we already knew each other and we both knew what we wanted.

ryland then took out his new cigarette as he then handed me one. i reached into my front pocket, pulling out the lighter and igniting it in front of both of our eyes. ryland put the cigarette between his two fingers and then in between his lips, pulling himself forward to put the cigarette in the small flame.

he then pulled away and the next thing i saw was smoke coming out of his mouth. call me crazy, but hell, it was extremely attractive. i slightly giggled, as i was about to lite my cigarette but he stopped me. he put the cigarette between my lips and lit it up quickly. i inhaled just a bit of smoke, held it for a second, before then letting the smoke out my mouth.

"you know, when i was learning in school to not ever smoke, i didn't think i'd be doing it only in another nine years." i spoke quietly, as i heard ryland slightly chuckle at my words.

"we're all curious, shane. sure it's bad, but what's the fun in life if you don't try everything?" ryland commented, putting the cigarette right back into his mouth.

"yeah, but they're still bad. like, you could die sooner from it all, and i'm pretty sure people want to live as long as they can. though, peop-"

ryland interrupted me by putting a finger in front of lips, and then scooted himself closer to me. he made my eyes look straight into his as he took in another breath of the smoke and holding it in. he then pulled me into him, as he put his mouth onto mine and exhaled the smoke. i tasted the smoke in my mouth as our lips were once again connected. he then pulled away, but his lips were still brushing against mine.

"you're lips looked really soft, i took my chances." he spoke with a grin on his face.

after that, he stood up and helped me up too before he grabbed my hand, pulling me inside. he closed the door and showed me the way to his room. once we were there, i took a look around, seeing the multiple drawings and some poster here and there. i looked to see his rusty bed, but it fit the room well. i turned around smiled at his, as he raised an eyebrow.

"you like this?" ryland asked, a bit of confusion in his voice.

"it's different, but hey, you don't need the luxury to be happy." i answered, as ryland just smiled and nodded.

"well, you know what make me happy?" he asked, tilting his head slightly, and i hummed as simple response for him to continue. "you right there with me."

i smiled at him, as he kissed my cheek lightly. he then walked over to his slim closet and he pulled out a overly large hoodie and tossed it over to me. he then grabbed a random shirt with some shorts and closed the closet up, turning back over to me. i looked at him confused, as he seemed to catch on.

"you're staying with me tonight, you can take your shirt and pants off and just keep the hoodie so you won't be too cold." he explained, as i nodded.

we changed in front of one another and i was in my boxers with his hoodie on and my socks to keep my feet warm. he then pulled me towards his bed which was up against a wall, and he let me in first. he then got in under the covers after me, and he covered us with the comforter. i cuddled into him, wrapping my arms around him as he did the same and he placed a small kiss upon my lips.

"i can still taste the smoke." i whispered, as ryland let his head rest upon mine.

"good."