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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 21, 2007 1:05:33 GMT -5
Ryan smiled lightly as her nose pressed to his, he shook his head back and forth lightly, rubbing his nose against hers playfully. "You shouldn't feel lucky, I should feel grateful, for all this, everything that's happened." Ryan said running his hand along the side of her cheek lightly, noticing how beautiful she looked in this lighting, ethereal even.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 21, 2007 1:14:20 GMT -5
Sharpay sighed happily, she could feel that her eyes were once again moist because of too much happiness. She showed all the signs of a teenage girl who got it bad; a wide smile, red cheeks, sparkling eyes. She leaned her face into his hand, just smiling at him. She was left speechless, and so overwhelmed. She couldn't help but think this is just too good to be true.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 21, 2007 1:34:04 GMT -5
Ryan could feel light tears dripping onto his face, falling from the beautiful eyes suspended above his. "Hey," He said softly. "no more tears for you, I'm afraid you'll get dehydrated." He said with a happy laugh as he wiped the newest set of tears from her eyes.
"I'm just glad that for once it was me, I know what people say about me." Ryan said his eyes looking off sadly, knowing the truth of his life didn't match what people said of him.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 21, 2007 1:43:22 GMT -5
Sharpay's smile slowly faded away when she saw the sadness in Ryan's eyes. She wiped her tears away from her face, and those that dropped on his face as well. She caught his eye again, worry and concern in his eyes.
"What do you mean?" She asked him, not believing that even Ryan gets his share of gossips and rumors, when she thought she had absorbed them all for him.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 21, 2007 1:53:50 GMT -5
Ryan looked off slightly, moving his face so he wouldn't have to look her in the eyes. "You don't think I know what they say about me." He said, trying to calm himself down. "Ryan Evans, the queer, he's about as gay as the come." He spat angrily. "Ryan Evans, couldn't get a girlfriend even if he paid someone, not for all the money his family has, he'll still be the drama boy." He said, his voice shaking lightly, quoting some of the nicer things he'd heard in the halls.
He clenched his fists lightly. "I know I'm no Troy Bolton... but." He stopped and closed his eyes, his words lost in his own head.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 21, 2007 2:01:59 GMT -5
"Oh god..." Sharpay leaned her head on his chest. She wanted to take away the pain from him so badly. It just hurts like hell to see Ryan in this state. "Ryan, as long as we both know it's not true, that's what matters, right?" She looked at him, trying her hardest to catch his eye.
When he got to the last part, though, that was when Sharpay knew she had to stop him. She knew how insecure he probably felt when she replaced him with Troy Bolton. She couldn't help but feel the guilt, knowing she was somehow the cause of most of these pains.
She grabbed his face with both of her hands, placing them on his cheeks, faced him to her and kissed him, knowing this is the only way to reassure him that he's the most perfect guy in the world, Troy and the others are just dirt.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 21, 2007 2:26:08 GMT -5
Ryan kept his eyes focused away from her, despite her obvious tries to catch his eye, he knew she was trying, but he couldn't look at her now, not when he felt so ashamed. He couldn't help but let the words of others haunt him, they had defined him as person, and deep down were some of the reasons why he'd never been successful with girls before. reputation, the Wildcats had ensured he had one for all the wrong reasons.
He shook his head slightly, he wasn't sure why he'd forgiven them so easy, but had abandoned his sister like it was nothing. He couldn't help but begin to shake in further anger, had he been so dumb. He was going to open his mouth to apologize for all he'd done, but he was interrupted by a pair of lips on his.
He let out a light groan and assumed that all was forgiven, they could move past this moment, so long as they had each other.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 21, 2007 2:36:45 GMT -5
Sharpay felt the intensity of his feelings and hers, merging at that one kiss. Everything else was forgotten in an instant. No more insecurities, guilt, shame, fears, no nothing, but pure love and happiness. Sharpay felt like she was finally free from the past that kept on haunting her, from the past guilts and shames.
She straddled him, placing her legs over either side of him as the kiss got more intense, just like a feeling that was bottled up inside her for so long finally breaking free.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 21, 2007 2:43:18 GMT -5
Ryan was surprised when he felt her legs squeeze his sides lightly, as she sat up and straddled him. He wasn't shocked so much by her action, but rather by the fact that he hadn't faltered in the moment, he was breathing fine, he hadn't started twitching, he hadn't knocked her over out of fear; he was perfectly calm and collected. All he felt as that moment was love.
He let his hands come to rest lightly on her hips, continuing to kiss her as much he could from his mildly restricted position, not that he minded the stance she had taken. There was nothing more he loved was when she took over, they were always so reciprocal with actions, equal give and take.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 21, 2007 3:07:22 GMT -5
Sharpay took his placing of his hands on her hips as a signal to press her body more to him, it was just like a perfectly rehearsed routine. She was surprised though that Ryan had kept himself calm even through her actions.
She was amazed at how much they both knew who should take the lead at certain situations. Sharpay loved it more now that she's not the only one who's making all the decisions. This time, they're both in this together, just like how a perfect husband and wife should be. She couldn't help but smile through the kiss as this thought entered her mind.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 21, 2007 3:13:56 GMT -5
Ryan felt her smile into the kiss and he swore that for the first time since they had stopped playing 20 questions, it was if he could hear her thoughts again, which he could never explain as a child how they knew something as simple as one another's thoughts just from a simple touch or look. It was different now, it was if they had a stronger connection, he knew it. He smiled into the kiss, knowing that it wasn't him alone in his thoughts.
She felt it too, the same thoughts that had been populating his sleep and his daydreams.
You were thinking about us, together
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 21, 2007 3:21:55 GMT -5
Sharpay heard his thought, which made her break the kiss softly because of the wide smile that formed on her face which she couldn't suppress anymore. She looked at him knowingly, nodding gently at him.
I've been dreaming about it lately.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 21, 2007 3:29:43 GMT -5
Ryan smiled at her nod, her thought ringing clearly into his head just as if she had spoken it aloud to him. His smile curled at the lips, he brought his hand up to her forehead and brushed aside some of her hair that had fallen out of place.
Me too
He nodded in agreement, but made a point to try and close off what he'd thought of exactly, he didn't want to frighten her, sometimes he frightened himself with the dreams he was having, he was starting to wonder if they were even dreams, or if they were something else. He would believe almost anything by now.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 21, 2007 3:36:08 GMT -5
Sharpay suddenly felt the connection closed, which made her frown a little. She looked up at him again, her eyes showing confusion.
"Ry, what is it?" She asked, her voice slightly hoarse from the lack of usage. "What are you thinking?" She grabbed his hands, squeezing them lightly.
Tell me.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 21, 2007 3:41:44 GMT -5
Ryan almost shook his head as if to tell her he didn't want to tell her, it was too intense for their young relationship, but the look in her eyes and her tone of voice told him that he could press on. He squeezed her hands back lightly, giving her a light nod.
I keep having dreams where we're older, married, and we have.... kids He started to blush furiously, dropping her hands again and looking away.
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