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Forbidden	By : Firithfalaswen Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 1324 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12

Ryan’s POV

I swear I thought Sunny was out of the bathroom already, I swear it wasn’t on purpose. I entered the bathroom in my underwear, towel hanging from my shoulder and there she was: panties and tank top straightening her hair. She looked at me from the mirror, completely unfazed by my presence. I pushed back my urge to touch her, as I had to do for the past 6 months since that ‘little’ incident with Spencer, and leaned on the wall.

“That’s my straightener.” I said.

“I know. Mine doesn’t work.” She said holding her hair with a pin and trying to reach the back of her neck. I took the iron from her.

“Let me.” I started ironing, running my fingers between her hair, biting my lip cause this is the closer I’ve been to her in 6 months. “Your hair grows really fast.” I said as I set another strand loose for me to iron, letting my fingers slightly touch in between her shoulder blades. Sunny shuddered.

“I’ll have to cut it soon, it’s too long.”

“Mhmm.” I nodded. I let another strand loose and this time I ran a finger down her spine pass the length of her hair. Sunny shuddered again, but said nothing, so I kept ironing till her hair was a flat sheet coming out of her head. “Done.”

“Thanks.”

Neither of us moved, just stared at each other on the mirror. Her eyes were no longer the void they’ve been, but now I couldn’t recognize what was in them. It had been too long since I could read Sunny like an open book. I hesitantly placed my hands on her arms and dropped my forehead on her shoulder, sighing.

“I miss you. Us.” I whispered, breathing against her skin. I felt her tense up, but she didn’t move, so I snuck my arms around her and held her against me. Her hands crept over my arms and kept them in place, her back falling against me. I sighed and pressed my lips on her shoulder, not daring to move, just savoring her warmth. Sunny rubbed her nose on the side of my head.

“Your hair smells like pot.” She said and I chuckled, lifting my head up and resting my chin on her, looking at our reflection on the mirror.

“Yeah, well, some kids in the music class have a very particular way of getting inspiration.” We both giggled. Then back to staring at each other on the mirror.

“It’s weird, your face hasn’t changed one bit in fifteen years.” She said chuckling, I frowned playfully.

“Your boobs haven’t either.” I smirked.

“You slut!” I laughed as she started smacking my arms and my back, but she was smiling. It was nice to see her smile again.

We were pretty good at pretending things didn’t happen, at letting things pass and not talking about them cause we already know what the other is going to say. Now Sunny knew how much I missed her and I knew she missed me too. We both knew how we worked together and I think for the time being it was better to leave it like that. To start over and leave behind the last few months, pretend they didn’t happen. I could live with that. As long as she was there, a knock on the door away, a phone call away, an aim message away… As long as she knew I wanted to be there for her too.

Sunny’s POV

Things were slowly going back to normal around the house. The past months had been awful for both of us, not talking, not looking at each other, and just ignoring each other. Ourselves. Cause true to our agreement, I was still in charge of the kitchen and laundry, while Ryan did the groceries and cleaned the living room. True to our agreement I’d cook for the both of us and he’d go pay the bills even if I had to hit him with a stick. But after being friends for as long the both of us could remember, we became merely roommates and it just wasn’t the same. Our home, our little refuge, became cold and empty and none of us wanted to be there much longer. Sometimes we’d go away for the whole weekend, sleep over at friends, and take insanely long walks in the middle of November just not to be there.

And we started to lose it too. Lose that bond we created eons ago that we thought was unbreakable. Pride and hurt sometimes are more powerful, but lucky for us we still had that hidden understanding we cultivated through the years. We didn’t need to clarify anything of set new rules. We both knew where each of us began and ended and we knew how to give each other space, we knew what made the other one work and what would set them off. The only thing we weren’t good at is lying to each other, so I stopped trying to lie to him.

The thing is that when I stopped, I realized I wasn’t lying at all.

Everything I felt suddenly started to diminish to the point I didn’t even care, and when we started over I realized I didn’t need or want anything else from Ryan. He’s my best friend and he’ll always be that. I’m going to be there when he calls me and I know he’s gonna be here for me too. And that’s all I’ll ever need from him. To be my best friend, my brother even. And I got that back, I’m not going to spoil it again and sure as hell I won’t let him do it either. I was ready to turn the page and so was he. Without even a word spoken we got over ourselves and half a year of utter nonsense was forgotten in half a second.

It was a strange and comforting feeling when I woke up one day to Ryan singing on the shower. It was both amusing and refreshing to drive with him to college signing old Madonna songs. It was nice to fool around in the halls and classes again, even when both of us had new groups of friends now. It didn’t matter, we’d have each other anyways.

A poke in my ribs, a slap on his arm and I was inside Literature class, one of the few we didn’t share that semester. I was half paying attention to the teacher and half choking the giggles of the text messages in my phone when I heard the door slam. The slim and inhumanly tall boy that entered I had never seen him before, but the teacher obviously knew him. He presented it to the class saying he was an old student that had to retire for personal reasons and now was back to finish up his last year with us. Apparently he had been a really good student or something like that cause the teacher seemed very pleased with his return. My sidekick buzzed again, so I lost track of the presentation and chuckled at what Ryan was paging. In my trying to hide my laugh I made my pens fly to the floor, but before I could pick them up, another person got them.

“These yours?” The new boy asked. I nodded.

“Thanks.” I said and he smiled, taking a seat on the bench beside me and handing me my pens. “I’m Sunny, by the way.” I added for an unknown reason, since I’m not really a social person.

But he smiled again and stuck his hand out for me to shake it, which I did. “I’m William.”
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