Fightin Like Hell For You ; ryden

Chapter Eight

~There's a little bit of smut in this chapter so be prepared.~

Brendon's POV

It's midnight, I'm supposed to be sleeping but I can't help thinking about Ryan. He was really just gonna leave. I know he explained himself but it still hurts a little. I finally decide I need to stop thinking about this because in the end it'll just hurt me more than it'll help. I grab my phone knowing I won't be able to sleep and pull up Spotify. Nothing a little bit of Blink won't fix. As soon as I decide on listening to Dammit I get a very mysterious text. I really don't have anyone in my contacts apart from my mom and dad and I don't talk to anyone at school so who would be texting me?

Unknown: I see you 

Brendon: Who is this? 

U: Open your window and you'll see

B: Uh no, that's a surefire way to get brutally murdered

U: Ugh, I'm not gonna murder you dum dum

B: Who are you calling dum dum? Now I'm definitely not opening my window for you since you decided to be so rude

U: Bren, please open the window. I'm sorry, I didn't know it would offend you

B: Bren? Ryan? Am I talking to Ryan?

U: Ugh, yes. Now will you please open the window, it's freezing out here. 

I scurry out of bed and over to the window. What is Ryan doing here this late and how does he have my number? I open the window and surely enough there he is, standing in the grass. He gives me a bright smile and runs the short distance to the window. He messily climbs in due to his lanky limbs and not so gracefully falls into my room. He lets out a breath of air as he hits the ground. I immediately start cracking up. I'm doubled over laughing as Ryan lays on the floor trying to catch his breath. I eventually compose myself and reach out to help him. He smacks my hand away with a smile and tries to get up himself. He's laughing now too so it's a bit of a struggle for him to get up. I roll my eyes and reach out to help him again. This time he does grab my hand, but instead of using it to pull himself up he pulls me down with him. Right on top of him. 

I'm very flustered now because I'm laying directly on top of the most beautiful boy's I've ever seen and may be crushing on. "W-What'd you do that for?" He lets out a giggle, yes a giggle, and just shakes his head. Why? I have no clue but he does. I notice him looking all over my face, occasionally lingering on my lips. I just get lost in his eyes, they're the perfect honey colour. Eventually I see him staring right back into my eyes. We just stare at each other for a good two minutes before I see him glance at my lips again. Eyes, lips, eyes, lips, eyes. I notice him start to lean up. Oh god, am I about to experience my first kiss? With none other than Ryan Ross?  I hope I don't ruin this. I start leaning down and our lips barely brush. I have no clue how to kiss someone so I just let our lips linger together. Ryan then pushes our lips together, rather forcefully may I add. Instead of kissing back I let out a gasp. This causes Ryan to immediately pull back and slam his head on the floor. 

"Ow, fuck. I'm so sorry, Brendon. I shouldn't have done that. You probably didn't want that. I'll just go home, I'm sorry." He starts squirming trying to get out from under me. I'm a fatass though and he can't escape. He notices that I'm not upset nor letting him leave and a look of confusion crosses his features. "You're not mad? Disgusted? Why aren't you kicking me out right now?" I give him a smile and lean down to gently press our lips together. The kiss is very soft, there's no tongue, just our lips slowly moving together with the softess of pressure. "No, Ryan. I'm not mad or disgusted. I'm not kicking you out because I wanted it too. You have no idea how bad I've wanted to do that." He nods and starts squirming to get up again. I know he's not trying to leave this time so I let him up. He gets up and goes to my bed. Sitting down on that instead. "Your floor is not the most comfortable place to lay on, sorry."  I let out a laugh and join him on the bed. Sitting as close to him as possible. I start thinking about what just happened. Maybe it's too soon. We just met a few days ago, we barely know each other. I think for now we need to stay just friends, at least until we know more about each other. "Brendon, you okay?" Ryan's voice tears me out of my thoughts. He looks concerned. God  I hope what I'm about to tell him doesn't hurt him. I hope he understands. "Ryan, I think we need to talk about something." He looks anxious now but allows me to go on. "I know we just had a moment and everything but I think we should stay just friends."