"Libby, open the door." Ryan pleaded as he started to hit his clenched fist against it again and again. "I'm sorry. Please, Libs. Just talk to me."
Libby was sitting on her bed with her arms gripped around her pillow. Tears streaming down her face. She couldn't believe that her best friend would use her like that. She had never imagined this and the fact that he wasn't kissing her for her stung more than anything. His pounding eventually stopped and she heard a sigh.
Libby sat there for a few hours before deciding that she was hungry. She set her pillow back on to her bed and crept towards the door. The clock told her that it was almost 2 in the morning and the last thing she had eaten was the chocolate chip pancakes at Ryan's.
She opened the door quietly and tears stung the corners of her eyes as she saw him leaning against the wall. His eyes were closed and his cheeks were tear-stained.. He was asleep, but he was anything but peaceful.
Libby forgets her hunger when she sees the love of her life her best friend like that. She knows it's partly her fault. She should have just talked to him.
She bent down and looked at his face. His perfect features. She loved the way his hair fell into his eyes, she loved the shape of his mouth, she loved his nose, ears, eyes, everything. Libby loved this boy and not even she knew how much.
Without thinking she brushed her lips against his. Part of Libby wanted Ryan to wake up. To take her into his arms and to just hold her and tell her that he loved her too. But the other part of Libby knew that he never would and that part told her that she was being stupid for even bothering.
After a few more minutes of staring at Ryan she decided to wake him up and let him have her bed since he looked uncomfortable sitting there.
She shook him gently and his eyes fluttered open slowly. He began to say something, but she put her finger against his lips so that he would not wake her parents.
Libby helped Ryan onto his feet and pulled him into her bedroom. She took his shoes off and directed him into her bed. He was still half asleep and probably didn't even realize what was happening. He rolled over and faced the wall. She just sat there staring at him again. She stared for a long time, longer than anyone would have thought she would. She just watched the boy she loved sleep until the sun rose above the tree outside of her window and cars started passing by as people started to head off to work.
Libby didn't know what do to with herself. She didn't know if she should run and hide or if she should just scream her lungs out. One thing that she did know is that this was tearing her up inside.
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When Ryan woke up the next morning he was in bed next to Libby and she had just fallen asleep. Of course, he didn't know this so he decided to wake her up. He leaned over her and looked down at her face. He brushed his hand against her cheek and gently said her name.
Libby's eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him. They both stared at each other for a few minutes before Ryan spoke up.
"Libby, I really have no right to ask you this."
"What is it, Ry?"
"Can you help me? I really want to make Meghan jealous and there is nobody that could make her more jealous than you." he said softly, not taking his eyes from hers. As he spoke he let his hand slide up her shirt.
"Ryan-"
He leaned his face in closer to hers. So close that she could feel his breath on her lips as he whispered, "Please? I really need you, Libs."
"Okay," she breathed as he pressed his lips gently against hers.
Libby wanted to tell him no. Libby wanted to push him off. She just couldn't. Ryan was her drug. Ryan was her addiction. And he knew it.
Okay, so my sister found out that I have Quizilla, but she can't find it. She was on here earlier search my name and E-mail and I was like WTF?! Rawr. She needs to mind her own business. <33 Brit
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