Title:This is bullshit (13/?)</>
Authors: howido_fics & youbrat
Pairing:Brendon/Ryan</>
Rating:R</>
Summary:Thursday Afternoon</>
Disclaimer:*sigh*</>
Author’s Note:It’s a co-write. I am Brendon, youbrat is Ryan.</>
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It’s Thursday, and I’m in government class.  Damn these mandatory classes we have to take.  I’m never going to run for governor, let alone president, so what the hell does it matter?  I’d be surprised if I even voted.  I glanced out the window, only two more classes to go...I could handle this.  I watched some kid dressed in black sneak out the door, most likely going for a smoke in the courtyard, and it reminded me Ryan.

Speaking of Ryan, I haven’t seen him since Sunday.  We talked on the phone a few times, but he has been moving out of his dorm, and I’ve been working, so we haven’t been alone together in a while.  I’m off tonight, so maybe that could change...I pulled my phone out of my pocket, luckily I’m in back, but just in case, I pulled my book to rest on my chest, as I text under the desk.

Hey thinkin bout u bf. miss u. need 2 c u. wat u doin 2nite?

Making sure the sound was off, I put the book back on my desk, sliding the phone in my pocket.

I laid sprawled out on my old bed in my parent's house.  I was only going to be there for about two weeks, so I figured there was no reason for me to actually get myself an apartment or anything and just enjoy the pampering my parents would bestow upon me be prior to my leaving the state, although my mom looked at it more as if I was leaving the country instead of leaving the state.  I smiled to myself as I thought about the dinner she was going to make me and the special dessert, she was all up in a titter about me leaving and was determined to give me all of my favorites before I left.

I sat up when I heard my phone go off and I looked around my room, littered with boxes and things that I'd brought home from college.  Frowning I got up and started searching for my phone.  Luckily it was the ring-tone for a text message so I wasn't going to miss a call if I didn't find it fast, but I also didn't want to further destroy my room because I needed to know where everything was for moving to LA.

I finally found my phone under a pile of clothes that I wasn't taking with me to LA and shook my head as I picked up and saw the message from Brendon.  I grinned while I read it and then chuckled softly as I worked to respond to him.

rnt u in class? no paying attention? :o) mom making dinner, otherwise nothing.  what u wanna do?

I sent the message and tossed my phone on my bed as I went to grab a drink.

I actually started listening to the teacher, well, more his voice, he had a slight lisp, and I watched as the spit collected on his bottom lip and randomly flew into the class.  See why I sit in the back?  Exactly!

The bell rang as I counted fifteen times it actually connected with the overachievers in the front row...the spit that is, and I headed to my locker, grabbing the books I needed for homework since my last class was art, and it was right next to the parking lot to leave.

I made it to class right in time, sliding in before the bell rang.  We were doing presentations on our favorite artists, and I wasn't scheduled till tomorrow, so I sat in the back, next to Amanda, and pulled out my phone.

I laughed after reading Ryan’s text.  His life revolves around food, and he’s so thin...not that I’d EVER tell him that..again...

yea. class. wat 4 diner? i wanna c u!

Setting the phone in my lap, I half paid attention to the guy in front, mumbling and stuttering over his speech on Monet.  This was gonna be a boring class...

I came back upstairs with a glass of some juice mom had in the fridge and went back into my room.  I really should have been further dividing the stuff into 'stay in Vegas' and 'go to LA' piles, but I didn't want to be dealing with that right that minute, besides, I was waiting for Alex to show up, and I was hoping it would be sometime that day, or maybe it would be the end of the week, but I was starting to get antsy about seeing him.  The nerves were starting to set in about going to LA.

I got to my room as my phone went off ,and I shook my head as I put the glass down on the table and picked up the phone, smiling again at Brendon, he was definitely persistent about wanting to see me.

Italian, my fav, big dinner. u will, when? where?

I put the phone back on the bed and sighed as I looked at everything in front of me.  I started wondering how I was going to pass the next two weeks while I waited to go to LA, especially since Brendon would be working a lot of that time.  I knew Alex would be there, and he and I could go off and have a lot of fun and do things together, but still, I felt like I had nothing to do.  Although I admit it wasn't a bad thing or a bad feeling necessarily.

The next kid got up and started rambling about Van Gogh, and I toned them out as I saw my phone flashing.  Opening it, I smiled  at the Italian part, but I’ve had enough Italian to be burping garlic for a week!  Glancing at the clock, it was quarter till three, so I had fifteen minutes.  Maybe I could just head over to his place...but I don’t know where that is, plus, my mom is making stir fry for dinner, my favorite.

Ur place ok? have 2 b home 4 din tho

I smirked as I fiddled with the phone in my hands.  The last fifteen minutes went quick.  Once the bell rang, I grabbed my messenger bag, slung it over my shoulder and headed out to the car.  Turning on the ringer, I set it on my passenger seat, as I waited in line to get out on the street.  I figured I’d wait till he said it was cool to come over, then I’ll call him for directions.

I was in the middle of flipping through my CDs when my phone rang.  I raised my eyebrows, wondering if it'd be Brendon but when I picked it up I laughed, it wasn't Brendon at all, it was Alex.  I flipped open the phone and answered it, starting a rambling conversation that hit about fifteen different topics within the span of five minutes.  I was laughing at some random hi-jinx he was telling me he had done to end the semester when I got the beep of a text message.  I asked Alex to hold on while I checked it, responding to Brendon quickly.

sounds good, dinner at 630 here, on phone, will call u

I went back to Alex, telling him that I had to make a phone call, and I'd call him back as soon as I was off the phone.  He made grumbling noises and gave me a hard time about hanging up with his best friend for a booty call.

Hearing my phone go off, I turned down Hit the Lights and read the message. Cool.  I set the phone in my lap, turning the music back up after setting it to ‘High & Vibe’.

Pulling out onto the street, I turned towards my house, hoping I was going in the right direction as I rolled down all the windows and waited for Ryan to call.  My stomach was growling, so I went through the Sonic drivethru to get a limeade slushy...you’d think I’d get sick of those things, but Sonics are the ULTIMATE not made from the artificial crap we use at the mall.

What am I a commercial?  I laughed at myself as I paid and waited for the drink.  Upon receiving it, I opened my straw, poked it in the hole, and took a long sip, coughing cause I almost sucked up the strawberry at the bottom.  Not wanting to get an ice headache, I pulled into a spot, and waited for Ryan to call back with directions.

I laughed and told Alex it wasn't a booty call and told him I'd call him back before hanging up the phone and calling Brendon's number.  I plopped down onto the bed and rested my head back against the pillows.  Closing my eyes I listened to the phone ring as I rested one hand on my stomach, the other holding onto the phone.  I figured he must be out of school by now so he wouldn't get in trouble for having his phone go off.

I jumped out of my skin as my phone with off in my lap, blushing, I looked around, and sure enough two girls saw me and giggled, I gave them a weak smile before answering the phone.  Opening it up, “Hey Ryan, what you up to?” I asked as I sucked down the drink and listened to his day thus far.  Seemed much better than school.

“Cool, well, I am sitting at the Sonic on Vine, so what’s the best way to get to your place?” I asked as I set my drink down to grab a napkin and a pen.  I’m good with directions, but, I don't want to be an idiot and get lost, and have to call him a million times when I should have just written it down in the first place. 

Finding a pen, I opened it with my mouth, and waited for him to relay the instructions, “Ok, Ready,” I mumbled, and slobbered a little from the cap sticking out of my mouth.

I smiled and thought quickly before directing him the best way that I could in order to get to my house.  I wasn't too far away from the Sonic, I knew his wasn't either, but that made sense because we didn't live that far away from each other.  So it wasn't so hard to get him directions to my house and I gave them to him as good and fast as I could, but still allowing for him to write them down.

"Okay, did you get that?  You should only be like five minutes away so you should find it easily."  I glanced at my watch to see what time it was and nodded to myself, it'd be a few hours before dinner, at least dinner here at my house, but I didn't know when he  needed to be home for his dinner.  I was hoping I'd at least get a couple hours with him before he had to leave.

Writing down the directions, I nodded, not that he could see me, and told him I knew where that was at, and that I’d be there in a few.  I did know where it was at, Amanda lived near by.  Backing out of the spot, I headed towards the exit and turned right onto the main road and getting in the left hand lane, knowing I had to turn left the next two stoplights.

Once I turned, I slowed down, knowing his road was here somewhere, I had never actually been down his before, but the area was familiar, so I looked from road sign to road sign.  I must have been going to slow, cause the car behind me honked its horn, causing me to miss my turn, I pulled into the nearest driveway, and turned around, making a quick right onto his road, and watched the left side for his car. 

Found it!

I hung up with him when he said he knew where it was and called Alex back.  I laid back on my bed while I waited for him to answer and laughed when he answered making sex noises.  I shook my head and told him to shut up while I sat up on the bed and asked him when he was going to get his ass back to Vegas and keep me company for the next two weeks before going to LA.  I grinned when he said soon and told him he better.

I heard a car in the driveway and went down to meet Brendon.  Mom wasn't home yet, so he wouldn't meet her for a while at least, and it would give us some time to be alone.  I grinned as I saw Bren in his car and waited inside until he got out, still on the phone with Alex as I walked out onto the front porch when Brendon approached the steps.

"Well, Alex, I gotta go.  I've got company.  Get your ass back here to keep me from boredom over the next two weeks.  We've got some planning and stuff to do.  But I've gotta get going, I have company to take care of, so I'll talk to you soon, okay?"  I nodded and smiled at Brendon, reaching out for him.  "Bye."

I hung up the phone and pulled his lips to mine, kissing him quickly.  "Hey..."

Waiting for him to get off the phone, I returned the kiss before replying hey.  “So, are we gonna stand in the door all day? Or are you gonna invite me in?” I laughed as I wrapped my arms around his waist, bringing his body flush with mine.  “I missed you,” I mumbled against his lips as I ran my hands up and down his lower back, tugging occasionally on the loops of his jeans.

I continued to kiss him, missing this more than I knew, I mean, the shirt helped when I needed him or when we talked on the phone, but his touch and kiss...nothing could compare.

“Wanna, wanna take this elsewhere?” I asked as I heard some lady yelling at he kid across the street.  Sexy...yeah, not so much.

I raised my eyebrows when he was basically very very forward with me and although I kissed him back I didn't move at first, I was a tad bit surprised.  I pulled back a little and licked my lips, looking at him and raising my eyebrows a little.  "Bren, what has gotten into you?"

I smiled as I pulled back and tugged him in, closing the door behind him.  I reached to his hands and took one of them in mine, threading our fingers together as I did and led him further into the house.  "When do you have to be home for dinner tonight?" 

I glanced over at him as we started up toward my bedroom.  I figured I at least had a TV up there so we could watch movies or something.  "Mom and dad will be home around five, and then our dinner will probably be around six thirty..."

I laughed, yeah, that usually wasn’t me, but being away from him for that long...I couldn’t take it!  Blushing, “I missed you, um, yeah, I already said that, but I’ve been thinking about you all day, and I just wanted to touch you again...and again...” I smiled as I followed him though his house.

“I have dinner at 6, so we have like, at least two hours to hang out, so I make it home before then,” I replied as entered what I supposed was his room.  There were boxes everywhere, but I saw a TV and bed, so I knew it was lived in.

I looked around and smiled, bringing him into me, “So, where were we?” I asked, bringing his lips to mine.

I smiles as he pulled my lips to his and kissed him back, slipping my arms around him.  It did feel good to have him there and against me.  I held him against me as I moved a little to close the door to the bedroom in case my parents came home early.  I kissed him back for a little while before pulling away and looking at him, smiling a little.

"You must have missed me a lot Bren."  I licked my lips and tilted my head to the side a little before sighing softly.  "My room isn't very exciting right now."

I pulled away from him and moved to put my phone on the bedside table.  "Most of everything I own is in these boxes right now and all, so..."  I shrugged a little.  "But I've got my bed and my TV and DVD player.  I've got a few other things too, but not much.  But we can watch a movie if you want."

I smiled, “A movie is great, and I understand, what’s the use of unpacking if you are going to be moving soon,” I frowned, my whole don’t talk about it, and it won’t happen theory went right out the window.

Walking over to him, I placed my arms around his waist.  “So, how does it feel to officially be my boyfriend for, what, four days now?” I kissed his neck as he messed with the DVD player, “Cause, I like the sound of it myself...”

I pulled back and walked around his room, it was a nice room, I mean, the boxes didn’t distract too much, it made me think of my art speech I was doing on Picasso, and his boxes and blocks made his paintings more unique.  Dude, I am gay, I’m comparing my boyfriend’s room to a work of art...

I smiled as I looked over him while I was putting a movie into the DVD player.  I chuckled softly and shook my head.  "I figured you liked it already Bren, you're dropping it at every chance you get."

I laughed and turned around and pulled him over to me, kissing him softly before finishing putting in the movie.  "I have to be honest with you Bren, I haven't had a boyfriend in a little while, so it almost seems new to me too.  Even though I know it isn't, it almost seems that way."  I smiled and shrugged a little.

"But really, its nice, its nice to have a boyfriend again."  I moved over to the bed and crawled up onto it.  "C'mon."

I blushed again, “Ok, ok, I’ll stop making a big deal about it!” I bit my lip, glad he was excited too.  I watched as he laid down on the bed, thinking I could just lay next to him, I reached over, moving his legs further apart, and climbed in between them, settling my head on his chest.

After grabbing his arms, and placing them on my waist, I asked, “So, what are we watching?” circling my hands along his wrists as my body got comfortable and accustomed to the form around me.

I chuckled softly and kissed his head when he rested down against me.  I loved how he felt in my arms, and I just held onto him snugly.  "You don't need to stop making a big deal about it Bren, its really rather adorable actually."

I chuckled and pulled him closer against me, pressing my hands against his stomach as I did so.  I nestled my face down in and against his hair, loving how he smelled and how he felt.  I was excited about being with him, but I was also worried about what was going to happen when I was in LA.

"Um, we're watching The Grudge, because I haven't watched it in so long.  Is that okay?"  I bit my lip softly and looked down at him, reaching up with one of my hands to run my fingers through his hair.

Closing my eyes, I smiled as Ryan placed kisses on me.  He felt amazing, as usual.  I really wanted to just turn around and make out with him, but I knew he just wanted to hang out.

My body stiffened as he said The Grudge, I gulped, “Good, I um, love this movie,” I mumbled as I brought his arms tighter around me, reaching for a blanket to cover my upper half in case I needed to shield my eyes.  At least I’d seen this movie, so I knew when the bad parts were coming.  Damn, I think I need some ear plugs too, cause it’s the noise that gets me the most.

Pulling him ever tighter around me, I wiggled around and sighed as the opening credits spilled across the screen.  Here it is...all or nothing...

I laughed softly and kissed his head again.  "Would you rather I put something else on?  I can if you want.  I don't want you to be too scared Bren."  I hugged him closer against me and slid my hands gently over his sides, just touching him lightly.

"Really Bren, there’s no need to watch it if you're not up for a scary movie."  I moved a little so I could look into his eyes.  It felt so good having him there on my bed, and not just my college bed, my bed bed.  The only sad thing was, Sam couldn't fit on this bed, so he was in the box for going to LA.

I tilted his head up and leaned in to kiss him slowly before pulling back again.

I smiled.  I liked how he always cared about me, I guess that is what a relationship is for.  Yeah, my friends care, or they would bring it up, but would usually hound me after that and do what they wanted to anyway.  It was nice to finally have someone who did respect me and my feelings...and fears.

Kissing him back, “No, it’s ok, I’ve seen it before, it really is a good movie, and it’s been a while for me too, so I’m cool,” I half smiled, “I promise!” I ran my fingers over his arms again, bringing them around me, I liked his hands on my sides, but I’d like to keep them in view, in case he tries to scare me or something, cause I know I will piss my pants, and I’ve already messed up one of his sheets this week...

“Let’s keep watching it, I’ll let you know if I want to stop,” I reached up, running my hand through his hair, down his ear and to his neck, giving it a light squeeze before placing it back on top of his.

I laughed softly and nodded, kissing his head softly and murmured.  "Okay, as long as you're sure."  I glanced down at him.  He was adorable laying on me like he was, but there was a little problem, I couldn't touch his skin.  Sure, my hands could have slipped up and under his shirt, but I wanted to kiss his neck, and it was too far down from my lips, and my neck wouldn't reach that far down to give my lips access.

I squeezed him softly as I lay back, watching the movie start on the TV, moving one of my hands up to entwine our fingers, squeezing his hand softly and opting to kiss the top of his head instead of his neck like I wanted to.

I patiently ‘watched’ the movie, you’d think I would actually watch this shit?  I don’t think so, I laid my head on his chest, curling slightly so my eyes were in view of the TV, but closed my eyes and listened to his heart beat.  It was calming, even if there was a weird noise from the freaky girl that crawls down the stairs and up walls in the background...

I knew at least thirty minutes had passed, and his heart beat at least 1,298 times before I stopped counting.  I rolled over and settled between his legs, drumming my fingers on his chest and watched him.  He looked weird from this angle, I could see right up his nose.  Not that that isn’t sexy..it’s gross, but still, he was mine, and I liked it.

“I don’t wanna watch the movie, I wanna talk!” I smiled at him as I inched up a little more, “You own the movie, you can watch it anytime!  So, how were your finals?”

I tore my eyes from the television when I felt him twist and turn against me, and I looked down at him.  I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair, a small smile slipping across my lips as I looked down at him.  "They were okay, a pain in the ass like all finals are though."

I tilted my head to the side and murmured.  "How was school?"  I smiled and reached over for the remote, turning off the TV and moving my hands back onto his back.  Slipping one of my legs around Brendon's, I rested my foot on the bed, my knee bent so we didn't really have our legs entwined, just using it to get more comfortable.

My fingers played gently in his hair as I looked down at him.  He was close, I could kiss him if I wanted to, kiss his skin instead of his hair.  But I waited, for the moment.

 “School was ok, I have a presentation tomorrow on Picasso, so I’m a little worried about that, but other than that, most classes are just cake since we’re almost out, and the teachers are too lazy to give us much stuff,  it’s a waste if you ask me, but oh well, it makes my parents happy,” I slid further up his body, running my fingers along the underside of his forearms.

Placing a quick kiss on his lips, “So, was that Alex on the phone when I got here?  When is he gonna be here?” I asked, not letting him answer as my lips met his yet again, this time in an open mouthed kiss.  I moved my hands further up his arms, tickling his biceps as my tongue slipping in his mouth.

Pulling back with a smirk, “I hope he’s coming and is settled in soon, cause Spence is telling everyone about this college student that is gonna help him in the studio.”

I kissed Brendon back and damn near whimpered when he kept pulling away.  I licked my lips and looked at him, reaching up to run my fingers lightly down and over his cheek.  I shrugged slightly and leaned in to kiss him again before murmuring quietly.  "Yeah, that was Alex.  And I don't know when he's getting here, he didn't tell me that much.  He'll likely show up when we least expect him and make some huge scene about it.   That’s his way, gotta make with the drama."

I smiled and pulled his lips to mine again, kissing him again as I slid my fingers up and into his hair, holding his lips against mine as I kissed him slowly and deeply.  He felt good.  He tasted even better.  My other hand slipped down his back and up under his shirt, just touching his skin and pressing my palm against the small of his back while I just continued to kiss him, deciding to just let the kisses continue rather than talk.

If it were possible, I would chose to stay like this forever. I don’t know what it is about him, but it’s amazing.  And, his bed seemed to be more comfortable than the dorm, but that’s a gimmie, either way.  Allowing my mouth to move with his, I pulled up the hem of his shirt a little, remembering something that struck my eye the last time I was with him.

Breaking the kiss, I looked down at his swollen lips and moaned.  I didn’t mean to moan, but fuck... Focus!  I must focus!  I dipped back down and kissed him quickly before moving back and straddling his knees, after unwinding our legs of course.  Grabbing hold of his jean loops, I tugged his pants down a little, well, enough the tightness would allow, and lifted his shirt past his belly button.

Yep, just like I remembered them.  Using my index fingers, I traced his hipbones.  I smiled as I watched my ginfers and his skin twitch underneath me. Now, these were perfect and again...all mine!

I raised my eyebrows when he pulled back and tugged at my jeans.  Smiling I watched him, just letting him touch me as he wanted as I lay beneath him.  "Bren?"  Smiling I reached up and touched his cheek, running my thumb gently over his lower lip, that lip that I loved to kiss and suck on.  And that moan that had slipped from those lips...yeah, the boy in front of me just never ceased to amaze me in every little way.

With almost a whimper I pulled him back to me, kissing him slowly.  I slid my hand further up under his shirt, slipping my fingers around to run over his stomach and chest, just wanting to touch him anywhere and, well, almost everywhere.  I was still holding myself back, even though it was taking a lot out of me to do so.  It didn't help that every relationship I'd ever been in I'd slept with that person before this point, well, relatively speaking as I was basing our relationship off of our first phone call rather than our first date.

I pulled his body down almost hard against mine, just holding him tightly against me as I kissed him deeper.  I was letting myself get swept up in the heat of kissing him when the door swung open, unnoticed.

I moaned again into the kiss as he held me tighter to his body, moving his hands along my already burning flesh.  Allowing him to touch me, I slid my hands back down to those damn hipbones.  Running my finger up and down the crevice, I used the other arm for balance as he sucked on my lip. 

I found myself grinding into him lightly as the sound of smacking and sucking filled the air.  What? I said I was a man who loved noises.  Ok, maybe a boy, but still, I always thought it was stupid and gross in movies and porns when the couple sucked each other’s faces, and we had to hear it, I thought it was for dramatic effect, but his kisses taught me that the noises make them so much better!

Leaving his mouth, I sucked a line down to his jaw and up to his ear, whispering, “Fuck, Ryan, you’re so hot, you make me so hot,” before taking the lobe in my mouth and nibbling on it.

I groaned against his lips as we got more heated, more desperate, more wanting.  I held him even tighter against me as I kissed him even deeper.  Then, when he moved to my ear, I moaned, full on moaned and gripped harder onto him, my short nails digging slightly into his skin as I arched into him.  My head fell back onto the pillow, and I gasped for air as my body responded to his.

A noise that didn't come from him startled me, and I looked toward the door, still responding to Brendon as I locked eyes with the person standing casually in the doorway, watching the two of us.  I whimpered Brendon's name, trying to get his attention and get him to stop.

His noises and kisses and lips and scratches and touches were driving my wild.  I moved into him even more as he arched up into me.  I continued to suck his ear and move down to his neck as he made all kinds of of sounds and moans.  And they were turning me on.  With his hands attached to my skin, I slid against him as he moaned my name. 

I knew he liked that so I continued to do it, until I noticed he wasn’t responding as much as before.  I pulled back, my lips wet, and breathing hard, “Ry?  What?” and then I followed his eyes.  To the person standing at the door.  Oops..

"Oh, don't let me interrupt, it’s rather hot to watch.  I'll just...grab a box and watch."

I laughed and shook my head as he closed the door and did just that, sat down on a box.  I tugged Brendon's shirt down from where my hand had pulled it up and gently moved him off of me, damn near jumping on Alex where he sat on the box from the bed.  "You asshole, you didn't tell me you were already here!"

Alex wrapped his arms around me and stood up, me in his arms as he moved over and dropped me onto the bed.  "Careful Ry, your boy over here might get jealous of you molesting me."  He smirked and held his hand out to Brendon.  "I'm Alex, and you must be Brendon."

I watched as Ryan ran over, announcing the guy’s name.  Tugging my shirt, wiping my mouth, and running my hands through my hair, I laughed as he introduced himself like nothing had just happened.  I nodded when he asked if I was Brendon, shook his hand, and watched the two as they talked.

Ryan was right, he would just sneak up on them.  Not wanting to interrupt their conversation or better yet, sit there while they talked about things I had no clue about, I got up and walked towards the door.  I could either leave, or say I needed to use the bathroom, or go get a drink...I didn’t want Alex to think I was leaving just case he was there, so I decided that I could most likely use the bathroom, and relieve the problem I was sporting in my jeans.

“Um,” I coughed, “Not to interrupt, but Ryan, could I use your bathroom?”

I looked up at Brendon before looking over at Alex.  I grinned and got up.  "I'll be right back Alex."  I chuckled and walked over to Brendon, taking his hand and walking him down the hall to the bathroom.  I pressed against him and kissed him before pulling back.  "I'm sorry Bren, I had no clue Alex was going to show up."

I ran my hand over his cheek.  "Do you want me to stay, or leave you...to yourself."  I smiled and kissed him again before pulling back.  I could hear that Alex had put in a CD and music was now playing in my room.  It was amazing that I had Alex back, I'd missed him more than I thought and wanted to go back, but at the same time I had my boyfriend who was sporting a little problem who may or may not want my help.  I leaned in and kissed him again before he could answer me.

I smiled as I ended the kiss.  See what I mean about how much he cared about me and my feelings?  I could definitely learn that from him.

“No, well, as much as I’d like you stay and, you know, help me, you should go back to Alex,” I grabbed his hand, “I mean, you haven’t seen him in months right?  And plus, I have the presentation tomorrow I need to work on, and my mom is prolly freaking out on where I am...” I rolled my eyes, letting go of his hand and walking towards the toilet.

“So, I’m just gonna take a piss, and come back and say later to Alex, and head out so you guys can get reacquainted and what not,” I winked lifting the seat, “So, you gonna watch me?” I laughed.

"Bren, you don't have to leave.  You wanted to spend time with me, and now you're gonna just leave?"  I frowned a little and walked over to him, pulling his lips to mine and kissing him deeply before pulling away.  "As much as I want to watch you...I'd end up doing more than just watching and then we'd get in an even more..um...hard situation."

I grinned and winked at him before kissing him again softly before turning and heading for the door.  "Just...come spend a little time with us before you leave?  Just...think about it while you're thinking about me."

I winked at him and closed the door as I went back to find Alex sprawled out on my bed, and I grinned.  I had missed him so much, and missed our easy friendship, so I picked up from last time I'd seen him and jumped on top of him, snuggling up to him and murmuring how much I'd missed him as he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly to him.

Sure, leave before I can say that I know I don't have to, but I was going to anyway.  I took a piss and went to wash my hands, looking in the mirror, I looked like I had been making out with like ten people.  I got my hand wet and matted my hair down, shit, I don’t even remember him being in my hair...

After washing my hands, and wiping them on a towel, I made my way into the hallway hearing the stereo and murmuring of their conversation.  I walked slowly as I took in the pictures on the wall.  Ryan was a cute kid.  I laughed at a picture of him stuffed in one of those red and yellow playskool coupe things.  I had one of those, and I think I had a similar picture.

Making my way to his room, I peered in seeing him and Alex cuddling on the bed.  I know it shouldn’t bother me, but really, that should be me and him on the bed. Plus, I would do the same with Spence.  Oh, and speaking of Spence, I did ask him about Alex, and he wasn’t sure if he was gay or not, he doesn’t remember him dating girls, but remembered him kissing a guy at a party once.  But Alex knew I was with Ryan, so there couldn’t be anything going on with them...But if Ryan got lonely when he was gone, he would have Alex to console him...in more ways then one...

I pressed closer to Alex, sighing softly as I just listened to the music after a little while.  It didn't matter if we didn't talk, I knew that and was okay with that.  We could sit there and say nothing, just being there and be happy.  I had my best friend back after not seeing him since last summer.  He had come home for a short stint at Christmas, but he'd been too busy and so had I, that we hadn't gotten to see each other.  He was staying the night, that much he'd told me, well, that and that it was a conspiracy between him and my mother, and it was why she was making a big deal of dinner.

I looked up at him and murmured again that I missed him and he tugged me closer and kissed my forehead before murmuring against my skin that he missed me too.  I sighed and glanced at the clock, frowning slightly that Brendon wasn't back yet.  I looked up at him again and told him I was going to go check on Brendon.  He nodded and let me go as I got up and went to the hall, stopping when I saw Brendon.

"Hey...I was wondering what happened to you."

My eyes shot out like a deer in headlights, “Yeah, I was just, uh, looking at these pictures of you as a kid and stuff,” I nodded pointing to a picture, which happened to be of two old people, “I mean, that one...” I pointed to an obvious picture of him in a swimming pool.

“I was just about to come in, and say goodbye and stuff, cause you know how my parents are, plus, you need to spend time with Alex so we can kidnap him from you for the studio time and stuff,” I smiled, hoping he wouldn’t catch on that I pulled that out of my ass, “So, yeah, go hang out with your friend!”

To seal the deal, I stepped forward and brought his lips to mine, giving him one of the most passionate kisses I had ever given, or received, you know the ones in the movies where the girls go ‘awe’ and the guys take notes?  One of them, one you would write home about.

I wrapped my arms around Brendon when he kissed me and held him tighter against me.  I held him tightly against me and kissed him back with just as much passion before I pulled away and licked my lips, looking at him and whispering.  "Bren...I don't want you to leave.  I know I need to spend some time with Alex, and I want to, but I want you to stay too."

I pouted a little at him and kissed him again before sighing and pulling back.  "Call me tonight though?  I mean...Alex just told me he's staying tonight, it was a whole conspiracy between my mom and him, she knew he was coming and didn't tell me.  But we'll just be hanging out and all, so promise that you'll call me?"

I tilted my head to the side and leaned in to kiss his neck softly.  I love his neck and loved kissing his neck.  I wasn't sure why, there was just something about him and his neck.  I sighed and pulled back away, knowing I didn't need to let him go.

I gasped as he sucked me neck, “Ry, if you keep doing that, I’ll never get home...” but at least my plan worked.  What plan, I don’t know, but it worked!

Untangling myself from him, I stepped into his room, talking to Alex, “Hey, Alex, I’m gonna head home, it was nice meeting you, and all, and I’m sure I’ll be seeing a lot of you, and vice versa, but I got homework and stuff to do, until next time,” I waved then turned around and wrapped my arms around Ryan.  Pecking him on the lips, I mumbled, “I promise I’ll call tonight, and you have to promise not to keep me on too late,” I smirked, waving to Alex again and running my hand down Ryan’s side until I was out of reach, “I’ll show myself out.  Later!”

I smiled as I watched Brendon pull away and walk out of the room before I sighed and turned to Alex with a grin on my face.  I laughed softly and then jumped back onto the bed with him, curling up with him, feeling giddy and happy.  I had my best friend back, and I had a great boyfriend who kept me on my toes.

Alex looked down at me and shook his head.  "Your boyfriend is cute, but not as cute as me."  He grinned and I laughed, hitting him a little but pressing in closer to him anyway.

"Thanks Alex, but hands off, he's mine."  I grinned as I watched his _expression start with a pout and end with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Yeah, he is, but he won't be there in LA.  You'll be stuck with me.  And I'll be stuck with listening to you two having phone sex a lot I think.  Is he going to be jealous of you and me?  Because I'm not changing who I am and how I interact with you for a kid, even if he is your boyfriend."

I sighed softly and closed my eyes.  "I don't know Alex.  I don't know if he'll be jealous or not.  I'm probably going to have to have a talk with him about you before we leave.  I just don't know if he'll be okay with it."  I bit my lip and looked up and Alex pressed his lips softly to mine in a quick kiss.

"I hope he is, Ry.  Because it might be hard for him to deal with my relationship with you.  I was here first.  And...well...we have our history..."

I nodded as he trailed off and hugged him to me.  History we did have, and a lot of it.