My Heart For You (RYDON)

The Bar... (part 2)

Ryan's POV

Brendon and I got to our favorite bar that we always went to with the band. We started out with beer, then went on to drinking hard alcohol. He never got as drunk as I did, because I had to go home alone. I drank to forget about many things like how I loved Brendon, how I knew that Kate was cheating on me, and all those things, so many other things to many to name. Then we began drinking shots, round after round and Brendon gave up around the fifth, but I kept on going, while he drunkly slurred karaoke into a microphone that still sounded quite angelic. I went around to my tenth, I could hold my liquor quite well compared to others, but then the bartender cut me off and that's where the problem started. I never drank alot but when I did, I drank till I dropped.

"Hey pal, its time to stop." He smiled being polite.

"I am payng to drink, damnit, now let me drink please." I pleaded.

"I think its time for you to go," He came to where I was, in front of me behind the counter still, "Do you have a safe way home?" He questioned.

"Yeah I do." Then I got up from the bar stool and went to get Brendon. I drunkly wobbled through the crowed and found Bren by the karaoke book.

"Hey we are gonna have to go." I slurred as Bren scrunched his nose at the smell of hard alcohol on my breath.

"Okay." He laughed. "Let's get your drunk ass home." We laughed.
Brendon's POV

I guided Ryan to the door and to my car. It had gotten dark, had it really got that long? Ry got in and buckled up, and I walked to the drivers side and got in and started the car up, then drove off. Ryan was drunkly slurring some probably funny stuff but I was to lost in thought not really listening to him. We got there around 2:00, it's 6 now, but I guess it got dark being the early winter. Ry was using exaggerated hand gestures while talking. It wasn't to long after when we got to his house. I parked in his driveway and we both got out Ryan stumbling to his door and completely missing the keyhole to unlock the door. While his dog Hobo was barking at us.

"Ry," He stopped messing with the key and looked at me, "How about you spend the night at my house tonight." I said with worry in My voice.

"Bren, what are you saying I'll be fine." He smiled, "Oh yeah! I didn't lock the door." He laughed. And put his hand on the knob and turned it. He put his weight on the door, that made it swing fast, which cause him to fall flat on his face. He quickly hopped to his feet and brushed himself off.

"See perfect."  He smiled, I let myself in as he then went to the kitchen and got whiskey out of one of the cabinets along with a glass and poured some.

"Want any." Ryan smiled and drank it all right then.

"No I'm good," I said, and he poured another glass and finished off fast.

"Come on no more Ry." I said like a father would say as he would discipline his child.

"Oh fine." He sighed and put away the alcohol. He walked to my side.

"Are you gonna be fine alone, Ry?" I asked. He came closer to me wobbling a little then standing in front of me. All of I sudden he wrapped his arms around my necj and got so close are noses almost touching.

"Oh Bren your so nice and cute," He giggled drunkly, "I looove you." he laughed again. Drunk Ry needs to go to bed. He laughed distantly, the his lips kissed mine for a short moment and then he released. The kiss sent a chill down my spine.

"Its time for you to go to bed." I laughed, and he let go of my neck, and went to standing by my side almost falling over but I put my arm around his waist and led him to his bed and laid him down. He kicked off his shoes and got under his blanket.

"Goodnight Ry."

"Goodnight Bren."

I shut off the light and began to walk out then I heard a faint voice.

"Brendon," I walked back in his room, "Can you stay till I fall asleep?" He said as if he were a child.

"Sure Ry." I smiled at drunk Ryan.

"Sing Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her close off." He looked over to the side of his bed where I sat down at. Then I began to sing.

" Is it still me that makes you sweat, am I who you think about in bed, when the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress, and think of what you did and how I hope to God he was worth it, when the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as your fingers touch your skin, I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck, then any Boy you'll ever meet sweetie you had me, girl I was it look past the sweat a better love deserving of exchanging body heat in the passenger seat, no no no you know it will always just be me..." I stopped as I heard his light snores, and seen his chest rise and fall under the blanket. "Sleep tight Rock star." I smiled and left his house to go back home to mine.

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