far too young to die // ryden //

- pretending -

ryan's pov:

I kept knocking on Brendon's door until he opened it. His eyes were bloodshot.
"Leave, Ryan." He sobbed.
"I'm sorry, I can explain." I said.
"What do you have to explain? You don't love me." He looked down.
"Please let me in, Bren." I cried.
I walked in and looked around, letting everything sink in.
Cigarette butts were piled in the ash tray and multiple beer cans were placed all over the kitchen.
I turned to Brendon who was sat on the floor staring up at me.
"Why are you doing to yourself?"
"You don't love me, no one does."
I sat down beside him and said, "I do love you, I love you so so much. Zee kissed me for that picture because she was being cheeky. I mean, she even has a boyfriend herself."
"But why am I even sad over it? You're not mine. I guess I'm just jealous." He looked down.
I grabbed him and gently pressed my lips against his. I completely melted into the kiss. As I slowly pulled away, I could feel Brendon pull me back into it. He pulled away and said, "I missed you."
"I missed you too." I whispered.
He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in my neck.