Accidental Fluffy Love {Ryden Fanfic}

Chapter 5.

(Ryan's p.o.v)
     Tonight, I think I wanted to tell him I was attracted to him. I read in his journal that he was gay. Hallelujah!
When he's at school, I go through his room and stuff, I know I'm so nosy, but I can't help it. I need to know things about him so I can get him to like me. I totally messed up earlier, I told him
 he was a brother to me. That's like basically friend-zoning for crying out loud. I want him, not as a brother. At the same time,  I don't want to lose him. Like what if he has a crush on someone
 at his school and I was just his brother.
      I remember one day I was lurking around the woods, just as usual. Then I saw a boy, just sitting down eating a sand which. I made noises in the bushes which caused him to run. Of course it was Brendon.
Later that same day I saw him walking home, and you know what happens next. When I was watching the boy, he was lonely all the time, which made me feel bad cause that's exactly how I felt
most of my days.
       I was a run away kid. I ran away from my abusive parents, and I found a woman. She took me in and fed me for awhile. Afterwards, she cursed me into this cat form. I ran away from
her and now here I am. I don't like to talk about my past to people, it just haunts me everyday and I live with it.

         Me and Brendon are playing Monopoly now, his favorite game.
"HA! Give me your money boy!" Brendon yelled. I rolled my eyes and gave him the fine of $300 dollars in play money.
"You suck!" He teased me, "Well you suck dick." I muttered. I did not mean to say that. He looked at me with strange look and raised his eyebrows,
"how'd ya know?" He laughed. I nervously laughed along and said I don't know. He looked up at me and smirked, oh and his eyes are just perfection. He is gorgeous.
"So, since this is basically confession night," He said like a teenage girl, even though he basically is one, "This means it's a slumber party!" He yelled and messed up the board.
"Sooo Ryro, who do you like." he bashed his eyelashes. I blushed and looked down at my hands, this is not how I want to tell him. Hell, I don't even want this to be happening. Something inside of
him just clicks and boom. He changes moods or some shit. He told me he has ADHD, so that explains everything.
      "Nobody." I say nervously. "Oh come on, everyone likes someone." he pleads. No true, people can like nobody because people are bitches. Myth-busted.
"I don't, how about you, Bren?" I raise my eyebrow, putting him on the spotlight. He nervously puts his hand on the back of his neck and looks at me, "I don't know." He said seriously, while keeping eye contact.
 His mood just drastically changed just then, now he's serious Brendon, not girly Brendon.
"You don't know?" I say getting a little closer, not that close just scooting up a little bit, the board is still between us. "Yea, I just think someone is cute, that's all." He blushed, still looking at me with his flirtatious eyes.
It's like he's trying to seduce me with his eyes or something, it's working. I can say that.
 "Hm, who?" I ask curiously. I'm curious so I can go kill the guy, Bren is mine. In a protective way of course psh. "Someone," He gives a shy smirk and glances and my lips. Wait what?
         "Alrighty then, let's do something else." I change the subject. He looks down at the board, the light has just left his eye and now he just looks broken and dull.  He forces a smile
 and cleans up the board, "Okay." He whispers.

** 1 week later**

(Brendon's p.o.v)
         I ran through the woods once again with tears running down my face. I let important things get to my too easily. Ryan didn't like me like I liked him. I tried to hint
it at him during Monopoly, but he changed the freaking subject. I feel like he is trying to avoid the 'like' conversation. Before the Monopoly incident, I grew strangely
 attracted to him. Well it's not strange, but it kind of is considering he is sorta a cat you know, but I like him and that's all that really matters.
     I am trying to ignore him so that I can get over him. I spend my nights staring at the ceiling, imagining a life without Ryan, but I just can't. I know he checks up
 on me 24/7, but I ignore him until he turns into a cat and cuddles with me.

(Ryan's p.o.v)
        It's been a week since the "Slumber Party" thing. Brendon has been acting different lately. He goes to school, comes back and just goes straight up to his room. I come in
and see him staring at the ceiling, he looks so depressed. I change into a cat and he cuddles with me, but when I'm human he doesn' even get close to me. He makes me food and we eat
in silence until I ask him how school was, because I'm a cat, I need to know this stuff. I'm the only person he has. Maybe something is happening at school, and he is not telling me.
I would go check on him, but my last owner is in town and I don't want to get caught.
   Brendon has been telling me she comes in everyday to his Smoothie Shop and flirts with him. I feel jealous of course, but what can I do? I fucked everything up. I decide to confront him today.
I need to know what is happening.

       I walk up to his room. I brace myself before opening the door to who know what. I open the door and see Brendon, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with tears in his eyes.
I have never seen this before, it's usually just staring.
"Bren?" I whisper. He ignores me. I sigh and almost walk out. I stop to pick up his journal on the way out. He doesn't notice.
I go down to the kitchen and yell," I made Pizza!" No response. He didn't even open his door like I hoped he would. He always likes pizza.
I sit on the couch and open the journal up, Oh my goshie.

"Hey notebook thing,
       I haven't written in awhile, but here I am. Things have gotten better and worse. The good thing is that I found someone to turn to, but the thing is I'm scared. Yea, he's my friend
, and yea yea, but we found each other weirdly. First of all, he's a cat/humanish. He was cursed I suppose, but anyway the point is that I'm scared to tell him some things, he might
leave because he's probably not gay like me. I really really like him, but I can't tell him that, so I write here. I'm so scared I isolate myself from him so I can try to get over him, but
 I like him more than I liked the tacotruck guy, remember him. He's more than anybody, he's so special. I just wish he felt the same, but no, "I'm just his brother" I know I was Friend-zoned
 pretty bad. He makes me not alone anymore, but right now I do feel alone, so that's why I'm writing. I just like him so fucking much. I tried to tell him but he changed the subject, so wish me luck. I'm suffering. Bye
- Brendon."
         I don't stop for a minute to think. I get off the couch and slam open Brendon's door. He doesn't even turn to look at me. I jump on top of him which causes him to grunt.
"Ryr-" He tries to say. I prop myself on top of him so that my legs are around his body, I'm sitting on his stomach and he's lying down. I hold my fingers up to his mouth to shush him.
"Before you say anything. I'm sorry, I looked in your journal again." I said quickly. He looked at me scared and tried to squirm away. He tried to say something but I covered his mouth with my hand.
"Listen to me! I'm sorry I left you alone and everything, but I was just confused. Don't be scared please, I am gay as well, and well Brendon, I fucking like you too!" I said.
        His facial expression changed from scared, to relaxed. I let my hand off his face and smiled, "You mean it?" He said with a happy grin.
"Would I say it if I didn't mean it?" I smirked. I got off him and stood up, he stood up with me as well. He hugged me with force and I meowed. Dammit, Why do I have to turn into
a cat during the best times. I got out from under my clothes and peeked out to see a smiling Brendon.
"Well Ry, I'm sorry to tell you this but," he said sadly. What? No, things can't get bad now. "But, I don't like pussy," He half smiled. I made this weird sound of me laughing like a
cat, meowing at the same time. Brendon clutched his stomach, we were laughing so much. He was laughing so hard he went to the floor. Seeing that real smile was the best thing I have
ever seen in my life.