violent suicide (crazy_me_haha) wrote, @ 2006-10-14 09:25:00

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Title: Untitled [as of now]
Author: crazy_me_haha
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Brendon/OFC & Ryan/OFC
Summary: What’s this? Ryan Ross is stuttering? I haven’t stuttered in a very long time. The last I time I did was when I was in front of this girl I liked during high school and I was asking her out. Wait. What?
Disclaimer: Fake.

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Ryan's POV

“10 minutes! We have 10 minutes before the show starts!” The coordinator yelled at us. We were all done and decided to settled ourselves near the stage so we couldn’t waste any more ‘precious time’ as our coordinator calls it. As we walked down the hallway, I realized we were going to pass by the makeup room. The door was slightly ajar and from where I’m standing, I could see Anna – the first person ever to do my makeup – sitting on the floor and eating her instant ramen noodles.

That’s when I remembered I haven’t thanked her yet, or talked to her after having my makeup done by her. She really did surprise me. While I was dressing up, I caught my reflection on the mirror and saw both of my eyes some kind of teardrop/leaf pattern that you usually see on bandanas or scarves. So the bigger part is around both of my eyes and then it continues down to my cheek, being outlined with small rhinestones.

I think I’ll have her do my makeup more frequently.

I slowly pushed the door further open and poked my head inside. They all stopped on what they were doing and turned to me and my head through the door.

“Anna? Can I talk to you for a sec?”

“Sure.” She answered back, but she didn’t move from her spot.

“Err – could we talk outside, privately?”

That certainly caused the rest of them to look at each other. Anna got up from the floor, placed her cup of noodles on top of the table and left the room as I closed the door behind us.

“What’s up?” she asked. I didn’t respond immediately; I was too busy taking in her appearance. Her brunette hair with blonde highlights fell down past her shoulders that were curled loosely at the end. I was about to let my eyes wander further down her body, even though it was out of my nature, when she interrupted my thoughts. “Ryan?”

“Oh, right…sorry.”

“You were spacing out there for a minute.” She giggled.

“Yeah…” I nervously laughed, placing a hand at the back of my neck, “Listen, I know I left immediately after you did my makeup and that was rude of me. I’m sorry for that, but my point is…t-thanks for doing my makeup.” What’s this? Ryan Ross is stuttering? I haven’t stuttered in a very long time. The last I time I did was when I was in front of this girl I liked during high school and I was asking her out.

Wait.

What?

Anna smiled at me. “It’s no problem and you don’t have to be sorry. I’m just glad that…I was able to do your makeup.” Heat came crawling up her cheeks and to the rest of her face.

“You are the first one, actually,” I smiled back at her, “and I want you to be the last.”

Emmy's POV

OH MY GOD.

Those two fuckers are flirting with each other!

All of us stared in shock at each other then at the closed door. The conversation stopped and the doorknob jangled. We scrambled back to our original positions by the wall and pretended to eat, even though about half of us had already finished their food. The door finally opened and Anna stepped inside, her face red all over. We could hear the concert starting but somehow, that didn’t matter to us and all of our attention focused on Anna.

“Spit it out, woman! Tell us what happened!”

“Nothing…” she muttered, “We just talked. He thanked me for his makeup and then…yeah, he had to go for the concert. That’s all.”

We stared at her. We knew there’s more to what she said; she just needs a little more persuading to tell us. We stared at her cold hard.

“Okay…I get the message. Stop looking at me like that.” Her face got redder. “He…kissed my cheek – a FRIENDLY kiss, might I add – and then he walked away…”

There was a moment of silence and then I screamed, got up on my feet and hugged her. Everybody followed suit.

“It’s not a big deal! Really!” she insisted, “And all of you are cutting off my blood circulation!”

“Are you crazy!? It’s a big deal, you fool! Ryan FUCKING Ross kissed you!” Then I slapped her arm, “I was expecting a shriek out of you.”

“Let’s go to the bathroom, Em. There’s something I have to tell you.” She whispered to me, griping on my wrist. I blinked at her and wondered what she could possibly tell me that she can’t in front of all these people? Well, it is something private, obviously. I nodded at her and the both of us left the room and walked towards the bathroom which was at the end of the hall.

“What’s up?” I asked, once we got inside. I was worried that something was wrong and she’ll tell me some bad news but when she turned to me, she had a huge grin plastered on her face which she can’t suppress.

“RYAN ROSS KISSED ME!”

And this is where the screaming begins.