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The Start of Something New	By : monamourange Category: Individual Celebrities > Ryan Reynolds Views: 3286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrity I am writing about. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 4: Getting to know one another.

The next day dawned bright and warm like almost every other Texas morning. Heather woke up about 7 am that morning, wishing she could go back to sleep. “Noooooo!” she said out loud, “I don’t want to get up right now!” ‘Wait,’ she thought, ‘I get to see Ryan again!’

She quickly hopped out of bed, grabbed a pair of blue jeans, a black Simple Plan shirt, a bra, and panties, and then she went to jump into the shower.

After finishing her hair and make-up, it was already 7:45 am. She grabbed her purse and iPod, yelled to her grandparents that she was gonna be working all day, and then hopped into her old maroon/purplish Kia Sephia to go grocery shopping for her new friend/employer.

Ryan woke up about 8:30 am and then jumped in the shower. He had stayed up kind of late the night before just thinking of everything that had happened so far while being in Texas. He had only been there two days, but it felt like a lot longer. He hadn’t felt this relaxed or happy, literally, in years.

He had decided late last night that he was gonna make the best of being here. There was really no reason why he should dwell on the past, ‘More like dwell on Her,’ his mind threw in. He should enjoy his time away from work and the responsibilities that come with being in the public-eye.

Since no one except Heather had figured out who he was, he felt that he was safe to just be himself, and not have to worry what other people thought about him, except maybe Heather.

He stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and began to dry himself off. He slung the towel low over his hips and made his way towards his room to get some clothes. He grabbed a pair of cargo pants and a gray t-shirt, and was about to drop the towel when he heard a gasp.

He quickly whipped around, and found Heather staring right at him. Actually it was more like, staring right at the towel that hung low over his hips.

Heather watched as a water droplet made it’s way down his tanned neck, then his upper torso, down his chiseled rock-hard abs, across his bite-able hipbones, until it disappeared inside the black cotton towel, that hid a treasure Heather could only ever dream about seeing.

“S-sorry,” Heather stuttered, “I knocked for like a million years and you didn’t answer, so I thought that you must have gone for a walk or something. I’m really sorry!” She finally averted her eyes and slowly made her way back into the kitchen.

‘Oh my god!!!’ Heather thought to herself, ‘I just almost saw Ryan Reynolds naked! Dear Lord!’ Heather’s mind wouldn’t stop re-playing the image of Ryan almost dropping the towel. ‘If only he would have...’ she thought. ‘No, bad Heather! Don’t think like that! He’s your friend... he’ll never be anything more.’

“So, what all did you buy?” Ryan asked, coming up behind her, dressed, and started to search through the grocery bags.

“Well, I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I just kind of bought a little of everything.”

Ryan saw spaghetti sauce, a bunch of vegetables, a lot of cheese, different meats, some fruits, and a lot of other things. “Why did you buy so much cheese?”

Heather smiled, “Well, I love cheese! It can be
used on just about anything , and there’s no such thing as too much cheese! You better understand that or else I might just have to quit!” She smiled over at him.

He laughed, “Good, I love cheese too!”

“I think it should be it’s own food group!”

He laughed again, “Oh really?”

“Yeppers! Have you had anything to eat yet this morning?”

The growling of Ryan’s stomach was her only answer. She laughed, “I’ll take that as a negative! How about some breakfast tacos?”

“Okay,” he replied and walked into the living room.

She started cooking some bacon, then the eggs with tomatoes and cheese, and then heated up the tortillas.

“Okay,” she called, “they’re ready! Come make yours, I’m not gonna do it for you!” And she smiled as he walked into the kitchen with a look of indignation plastered on his face.

“But why?” he fake-cried, “I’m just a poor, old bachelor, that doesn’t know how to do anything!”

“Ha ha ha! Yeah right. I know you’re very capable of doing many things for yourself! I didn’t have time this morning to eat either, so I made me some too. If you don’t like it, well, pooh to you!”

Ryan just looked at her, and then started full-out laughing. “Pooh to you?” He laughed again, “Where do you come up with this crap?”

“Oh, well, that’s just me!” she replied, “You better get used to it!” And she smiled her beautiful smile at him again.

Ryan just chuckled as they made they’re plates and then went to sit in the living room. Heather sat on the sofa, and Ryan sat next to her, making their knees touch.

“So Heather, tell me something about yourself.”

“Hmm... all right, but how about we play 20 questions! It’s a much more fun way to get to know people!”

“Okay, I’ll go first!” Ryan said. “What’s your favorite color?”

“Green and black!”

“Favorite animal?”

“Well, I love snakes, but I also love monkeys, and I’ve always wanted a basset hound!”

“Okay, do you have any siblings, if you do how many?”

“I have three younger brothers. Their names are Daniel, Dusty, and Dalton.”

“Umm... what’s your favorite food?”

“You should know that one already, it’s CHEESE!!”

Ryan laughed, “Of course! How could I have forgotten!? What’s your middle name?”

“Rene’e!”

“What are your parents’ names?”

“Well, their real names are Ronald and Belinda, but the go by Ronnie and Jeannie.”

“How much of an education do you have?”

“I’m almost in my fourth semester of college.”

“Where did you go to high school?

“I went here in Bastrop! I was a Bastrop Bear! Rarrrr!” Heather mock-growled at Ryan, bearing her hand in a claw like shape. “You better watch out, or else I might tear out your eyes, or come in and eat all of your food!”

When Heather looked over at Ryan all she could see was his head in his hands and his entire body shaking. “Are you laughing at me Ry?” she asked.

Ryan then made the mistake of looking at her. He burst out laughing and fell to the floor shaking uncontrollably. All Heather could do was shake her head and smile down at him.

When he finally settled down Heather asked, “Do you have any more questions, or is that it?”

“No, I have more! Umm... what was the greatest Christmas present you have ever gotten?”

Heather looked down and became silent. Ryan looked at her, and could see a sadness in her eyes that he knew was caused by something in her past. “Well, umm... don’t think I’m stupid, but I would have to say that having my parents out of prison last Christmas was the best present I ever.... got...” Heather trailed off and bowed her head scared to know what Ryan thought of her now. ‘God, Heather!’ she asked herself, ‘Why did you tell him that your parents had both been in prison? Now he’s gonna think you’re a freak or a criminal or something. God, why are you so stupid?’

She felt Ryan’s hand reach out and lift up her chin. “Honey, why are you embarrassed about telling me that?” He pulled her against him into a hug and began stroking her hair.

“I was afraid you’d think I was a freak or a criminal and that I would steal all of your stuff or something. That’s just what I need is a big, rich, sexy, celebrity thinking I stole from him and taking me to court.”

“I would never do anything like that! It wasn’t your fault that they were in prison. There’s no reason for you to be embarrassed about what they have done in their life. You are not them. Do you hear me?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Wait a second!” Ryan exclaimed. “You think I’m sexy?”

“Umm... no. I actually think you’re hideous!” She smiled up at him.

“Yeah well do you know what, I think you’re pretty grotesque yourself!”

“Really?!”

“Really.”

“You’re not just lying and saying that to make me feel better?” She looked up at him with a vulnerable expression on her face.

“I would never lie to you about something like that.” he explained.

“Oh, I see... but you would lie to be about something else?” He began to get exasperated, but then looked up into her face and noticed that she had a very impish smile on her face.

“You little imp!” he exclaimed. “Are you feeling better now?”

“Yeah, I guess so. Are you gonna ask me any more questions, or is it my turn?”

“Well actually, I would like to ask you two more questions, but they’re pretty personal, is that okay?”

“Yeah, sure! Ask away!”

“Okay, well the first one is, why have you been living with your grandparents so long, and where are your brothers and your parents now?”

“Wow!” she exclaimed. “That is pretty personal. Get ready for a long story.”

She sat back against the couch to relax herself, and began her story. “Well, when I was fourteen somebody called C.P.S. (Child Protective Services) on my parents. Two C.P.S. employees came to our house to investigate, and found that we were ‘living in a bad environment.’ The house we were living in was actually a friend of my parents’, and he let us come stay with him when my parents got evicted, again. The day before we moved into the house, we had been moving in all of our stuff, and somebody broke into there and stole all of our expensive stuff, c.d. players, televisions, c.d.s, and anything else that was worth anything. Then they decided that they were gonna be major bastards, they broke all of the toilets with hammers, and then stabbed holes through the walls with broom handles. Anyway, since the C.P.S. people decided that we apparently weren’t being taken care of enough there, me and my three brothers were sent to live with my grandparents “temporarily” and ended up living with them for four years.”

“Wow!” Ryan exclaimed. “And, where are they now?”

“They’re living with my parents in a town called Caldwell about an hour away from here. I’m still living with my grandparents since I’m going to school at Austin Community College, about thirty minutes away. It would take up too much gas to drive from Caldwell to Austin every day that I had classes.” She looked over at him, her face slightly red from embarrassment. “Is that enough of an explanation for you there Ry?” She asked as she began smiling.

“Yeah, I guess so!” He smiled back at her. “Okay, and last question. Do you umm... have a boyfriend?”

She looked at him and tried to decipher what he meant by that question. ‘Oh well,’ she thought, ‘I better just go ahead and answer the question. There’s no telling what he means by it.’ “Well,” she stated, “No, I can’t say that I do!”

“Really?” he asked.

“Well, what about you Mr. Big Strong Macho Man, do you have a girlfriend?”

He looked away from her, not really quite sure what to say. “Umm... no, not anymore.”

“What happened? I’m not saying I’m a stalker or anything, but I had heard that you had broken up with Alanis. I thought that it would probably end up being just a rumor. I’m sorry about that though. Ya’ll were engaged weren’t ya’ll?”

“Yeah... I came home from the filming of my latest movie, intending on calling her and taking her out to dinner or something, but before I picked up the phone and called her, I noticed a sheet of paper laying on the kitchen table. In it, she broke up with me and told me that she had been seeing someone else behind my back. She had thought that I was a playboy and I was just gonna seduce her and break up with her. She said she was surprised when we dated so long and, even more so, when I asked her to marry me. She said that she just couldn’t pretend anymore.”

He looked away, not quite sure how Heather was going to react to that information.

“So, are you a playboy?” He looked up to see if she was teasing him, and sure enough, she was smiling her beautiful smile, which was growing by the second.

“I don’t know,” he replied, “I guess that depends on whether you like playboys.”

“Nope, can’t say that I do. I like guys that can make me laugh, and that I can talk to about pretty much anything.” She smiled at him again. “I guess you’ve succeeded in doing both of those things.”

She looked at him again with a little bit of an embarrassed look on her face. “Can I tell you something and you won’t think I’m weird or a stalker?”

“I can promise you that I won’t call you weird or a stalker, but I can’t promise you I won’t think it.” He smiled his gorgeous smile at her. “Go ahead and tell me. I promise I won’t think that. Believe me, I’ve had some stalkers, and you definitely aren’t one.”

“Don’t be so sure.” she mumbled. “Okay, well, umm... when you called me, told me your name, and then when I saw you for the first time, the only thing that I could think about was whether you were actually like some of the characters you portrayed in your movies. I have a few of them, and in each and every one, you’re always so funny, in a sexy and sarcastic way. I was just hoping that you were really like that.”

“So, do you think I’m like the characters in my movies?”

Heather looked away embarrassed. A bright red color started creeping up her neck and cheeks. He heard her mumble something.

“What was that?” he asked.

“I said... you’re even better.” She looked up at him hoping he wouldn’t fire her and then throw her out of his house. His face was a blank mask. ‘Damn the hoe,’ she thought, ‘for being an actor and being able to hide his true feelings.’

“Hmm... you don’t say. Even better huh?”

“Yeah! What’s it to you?! Are you gonna throw me out of your house now.”

“No, but I am gonna do something that I’ve wanted to since the first second I saw you.” He put one hand on her back, and the other lifted up her chin. He leaned forward and took her lips in a slow and chastied kiss.

When they pulled apart Heather’s eyes were still closed and both of their breathing was slightly faster than normal.

“So, you’ve wanted to do that since you first saw me?” She asked looking into his big, expressive eyes.

“Yes I have!” He smiled his adorable smile at her.

“Well, that’s good to know! When I saw you in your towel this morning, I wanted to do a lot more than kiss you.” She smiled a nervous smile at him. She looked down at her watch so that she didn’t have to meet his penetrating gaze. “Holy Jesus!” she exclaimed. “It’s already four in the afternoon! We’ve been talking for over six hours!”

Ryan started laughing. “I guess you’re not going to be getting much work done today!”

“Oh well... At least it was my boss who kept me from doing my work. He knows exactly what I was doing instead of working.”

“Oh yeah! Well, I think your boss may need a reminder of what you have been doing.”

Ryan put his hand on Heather’s leg, and gently rubbed. Heather scooted her body closer and ran her hand up and down his arm. They leaned closer and their lips again met, albeit a bit hesitantly. Heather’s hands rubbed soft circles in the small of Ryan’s back, while one of Ryan’s hands snuck into Heather’s hair and the other rubbed her shoulders softly.

Once they slowly pulled apart, Heather laid her head on Ryan’s shoulder.

“So.” Heather said softly.

“So.”

“I don’t want to seem like a typical girl here, but I have to ask you an important question. Are you interested in being my boyfriend, or are you just gonna make-out with me every once in a while, and then when you find another better looking girl you’ll call me up and say, “So, Heather, we’re best friends right?” Heather said in a fake-manly voice. “Cuz if you’re not interested,” and here she sat back and looked into his eyes, “then tell me right now so that I can be prepared for whatever comes up in any kind of relationship that we have. I don’t have any time for people who are gonna betray me and screw me over, my parents do that enough as it is.”

Ryan looked at her with a contemplative look on his face. “Well, first things first, are you interested in having a relationship and being more than friends with me?”

Heather looked at him, “I would like that very much!” She emphasized her point by grabbing his hand and running her fingertips over it slowly.

Ryan looked at their hands linked together, and, even though he had only known her for a couple days, knew that this was something he truly wanted. His chocolate-brown eyes met her sparkling-gray ones and he said, “So would I!”

Heather smiled a huge smile and quickly pecked Ryan on the lips. “We just have to take it slow, is that all right with you?”

“That’s perfect.” Ryan answered.

Heather sat up and looked around Ryan’s house, “Since I’m not gonna get any work done today, I know that tomorrow is gonna have to be a major work day! Agreed?”

“Yep! Sounds good!”

“Good!” Heather said, “And since I’m your girlfriend and not just your housekeeper anymore, you’re gonna get to help me.” As she said this she rubbed her hand along his cheek. “And, I just wanted you to know, you look sexy with a beard as well as without, but I, however, like you better without. When you kissed me it kind of tickled.” she laughed, “I may not kiss you if you keep it!” She looked at him for a long, hard moment, “Actually, that’s a lie! I’m gonna kiss you no matter what.” She smiled her beautiful smile at him again.

“I’ll take that into account,” he said. “Just as long as you don’t have a beard I think I’ll be fine too!” As he said this he gave her a dorky little smile.

Heather started laughing. “I’ll make sure to be rid of my nonexistent beard by tomorrow, sir!”

“You do that!”

“Okie dokie!” Heather replied. “I’m gonna make you something for dinner, then I’m gonna have to get home!”

She made him a cheese quesadilla, tomato soup, and a few chips. She put it all on a plate and called him into the kitchen. “I have to go home now.”

He grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her body towards his, “Okay, but I’m gonna see you tomorrow, and we’re gonna talk some more...”

“And work!” Heather added in.

“...and work, he said, but with a small pout on his face.

“Don’t look so sad!” she told him. “There will still be plenty of time for... playing!” She smiled a mischievous smile at him. She kissed him again quickly and then ripped herself away from him. “See you tomorrow!”

“Bye honey! Oh and Heather, have sweet dreams!”

“Oh don’t worry,” She looked at his body from head to toe, “I will!” She then turned around, gave a slight shake of her ample rump, and walked out of the house.

That night, both of their dreams were full of less than innocent actions happening between them. The next morning, Ryan woke up with a big problem, and Heather woke up with labored breathing and a slight blush upon her cheeks. Both of them were ready to see and touch the other again.
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