Forbidden | By : Firithfalaswen Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 1324 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ryan’s POV
I parked the car outside the house feeling more than a little nervous. After running away form the party last night and completely forgetting about telling Sunny anything, this morning her cell phone was off and no one was answering the house phone. I skipped Brendon’s lunch (which was okay, cause his cooking is awful) and rushed home.
As I unlocked the door I heard the soft humming of the radio inside and sighed in relief. Sunny was there, sitting on a stool by the kitchen table eating ramen noodles and reading something in her laptop.
“It’s not healthy to be studying while you eat.” I said dropping the keys on the coffee table and going into the kitchen sitting in front of her. “Hey.”
Sunny didn’t answer. She didn’t even move, just kept eating and reading the screen. She was mad.
“Sunshine, I’m sorry about last night. We- I was in a hurry and…” I started apologizing, but she paid me the same attention she’d pay a bug stuck in the ceiling. I hated when she did that, and she knows it, so it was on purpose. I groaned. “Sun, I’m sorry. I should have told you before I left. Now please, talk?” More silence. I huffed and went head to table, my forehead making a thud against it.
Sunny stood up and walked to the sink. “You should, but you didn’t. And I was worried to death when I couldn’t find you, not to mention I couldn’t come back home cause Spencer was a little too tipsy to drive.” She started washing the dishes she used as she talked. “It would have taken you five fucking seconds to go over and say ‘Sunny, Bren and I are leaving.’, but I guess five seconds was too long to wait and fuck your boyfriend’s ass.”
I looked at her perplexed, she wasn’t usually this harsh. I tried to think something to say in my head, but before my thoughts were clear enough, Sunny had already picked up her comp and gone to her room. I glanced around me and groaned going back head to table. Now I was a little pissed at Brendon, frustrated at Sunny and hungry cause she didn’t leave me any lunch.
Sunny’s POV
I hated being mad at Ryan. I hated not talking to him, I hated ignoring him, I hated sitting at the other side of the classroom to avoid him and I hated having to walk everyday to class too. But I was mad, more than I should be anyways. I guess my pride was also hurt cause he was clearly picking Brendon over me, so jealousy was fueling a big part of my rage.
Still I didn’t have that much time to miss him, cause being away from him meant spending an awful lot of time with Spencer. In fact, it didn’t take long before he was actually picking me up from home and driving me back after class. It was a strange feeling to be with someone else besides Ryan, but at the same time I was having such a great time with Spence! He was the funniest guy, we cracked sarcastic jokes the whole day and actually got them, thing I only did with Ryan. I guess we had more in common than we had realized.
So I spent most afternoons going out with Spence, going to the mall, the park, having ice cream, pizza, Chinese, going to his place and watch a movie, pretty much anything. And I found myself growing really fond of him, my crush was totally back and getting bigger by the second. Every time I was with Spencer I just wanted to hug him and kiss him and make out with him. But my feelings completely changed when I got back home, seeing Ryan with Brendon, hearing them in the next room, hearing Ryan apologize over and over, but I wasn’t yielding. Not yet. I couldn’t help to feel a little guilty, though, like I was using Spencer to get out of the disaster my love life was. But I decided to ignore that and just go with the flow. So far nothing had happened between us and we just settled in this awkward friendship that clearly wanted to grow into something else, and I was willing to wait. Willing to see if I was really over Ryan before starting anything. Spencer was too much of a great guy to hurt him later.
Things between Ryan and Brendon weren’t the best either. I could hear them fight through the wall, though the next second they were making up again. Since I wasn’t in speaking terms with Ryan, I couldn’t know what exactly was wrong and that’s when my will started to crumble, cause I wanted to be there for him, but part of me felt he deserved it.
One afternoon, I was at Spencer’s house, watching a movie, both curled up on the couch under a blanket. My head resting comfortably on his chest, his fingers playing with my hair… I felt really nice to be like this with him, but then my phone went off. I groaned and sat up, recognizing the song. It was Ryan.
“Yeah?” I answered lazily.
“Sunshine? I…” Ryan sniffled. He was crying. I got up and wandered to the kitchen, signaling Spencer to wait. “I need you, sunshine.” He sniffled again.
“What happened?” I asked, my tone softening.
“Bren--” He choked another sniffle and sighed. “We broke up.” Ryan sobbed softly on the phone.
“Okay.” I was shocked too. Those two were so sickeningly in love it was shocking to hear their fights had gone that far. “I’ll… I’ll be right there, okay?”
“Kay…” He sniffled again as I hung up and got back into the living room.
“Everything okay?” Spencer asked.
I sighed. “No, Ryan just broke up with Brendon. He…” I looked sheepishly at Spencer. “I’m sorry.”
He smiled. “It’s okay. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then?” He got close to me and rubbed my arm lightly. I smiled widely.
“Sure.” I leaned up and kissed his cheek before grabbing my hoodie and leave the house.
When I got home, Ryan was a crying mess scrambled on the living room floor, a bottle of vodka and half a bottle of rum on the coffee table. I hadn’t seen him like this in a long time and it was devastating. I didn’t say anything and just sat by his side on the carpet, cradling him in my arms as he cried and told me everything that happened with Brendon. I didn’t say anything, just listened and rocked him, trying to comfort him as best as I could, helping with the liquor too. Once he got pretty much everything out of his chest, and both got really drunk, he sighed deeply.
“I’m sorry for ruining your evening with Spencer.” He slurred slightly.
“It’s okay. I couldn’t leave you like this.”
“Even when you were mad at me?” He said looking up.
“We’re still best friends, right? I got mad over some stupid thing; I forgave you like a week ago, I was just too proud to tell you yet.” I chuckled in my inebriated state. “And it was fun to see you apologizing.” I giggled.
“Haha, you’re so funny.” He pouted. I couldn’t help but laugh, he looked so funny. “Stop laughing at me!” He whined like a little kid, making me laugh even harder. Tickle war was in order and the lack of oxygen added to the spinning sensation in my head. I was on my back with him on top when we stopped. At least he was smiling again. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He confessed, burying his face on the crook of my neck and hugging me tight. I reciprocated.
“Me either.”
“I love you, sunshine.” He whispered and something inside of me broke. My mouth went dry and my stomach growled uncomfortable. “I really do. I can’t stand you being mad at me. I miss you too much. And I’m sure that if you were a guy…” He stopped then and looked down at me. I couldn’t do anything but to look back.
In a split of a second we were kissing fervently, hands all over each other. My heart was pounding so hard and fast I felt like I was going to faint. Still attached by the lips we got up from the floor and walked awkwardly down the hall.
What the hell are we doing? I had no idea. Where would it end? I didn’t know either. But I was willing to find out. Best part of liquored up lust, is that you don’t give a damn. And in that moment I didn’t. It was just me and Ryan. And for tonight, MY Ryan.
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