[Ryan Ross] Nothing wrong with Feeling [Chapter 3]

I'm exhausted. No, really, I am. The asshole, most girls would call hot, has still not yet let go of me.
I was still tucked between Ryan Ross's arms, and it was around 9 AM. Brendon, Jon, and Spencer didn't want to bother "us" so they decided to leave me in this position.
I'm definitely going to kill them once they come back from getting us food from the rest stop restaurant.
"Weee're baaaaaack!" Jon called from the entrance of the bus.
Oh, what timing.
"You guys better make Ryan let go of me or-"
"You're not going to get any food if you threaten us." Spencer interjected.
"I don't care! Just wake up Ryan!" I hissed. Brendon climbed onto the bus and smirked.
"Why? You guys look so cute together." He gushed. I rolled my eyes and flipped him off. He rolled shook his head. "Tsk tsk..." He reached for his backpocket and flipped open his cellphone.
My eyes widened. "Brendon, you wouldn't dare." I growled. He aimed the phone at us, and I heard the camera shutter noise go off. I squirmed around in Ryan's arms.
"BRENDON! I'M GOING TO BREAK THAT SIDEKICK ONCE I'M FREE!" I shouted. Brendon laughed and walked towards the bunks. I stopped squirming and hoped that my shouting had woken up Ryan. I waited.
Nothing happened.
"Fuck." I hissed.
I sighed and just looked around the room.
So...Fucking...BORED!
I sighed again and just sat there. That's when it struck me.
I sighed. "Sorry Ryan." I muttered. I put my arm straight in front of me and held it there. "1...2...3!" I pulled my arm fast and elbowed Ryan in the ribs. His arms let go of me and I felt myself fall off of the couch.
Why didn't I think of that before?
I fell flat on my back and looked up at the ceiling of the bus. I sat up and turned my head towards a gasping Ryan. He glared at me after he caught his breath. "Valerie?"
"Yes, Ryan dear?" I squeaked out.
What? He looked scary...
"You better start running." He growled.
I jumped up and started running towards the bunk door. I ran into the door and tried turning the doorknob. It was locked. "Shit...." I muttered under my breath. I turned around, to face a fuming Ryan. "H-Hi Ryan." I grinned and tried to walk past him. He blocked me. I tried walking the other way. He blocked me again. "You know, I dont' think we can get on with our day if we keep blocking each other...so I'm just going to..." I tried walking past him again, but he stepped towards me.
I stepped back and felt myself make contact with the door. He took another step forward. "Valerie."
I closed my eyes. "What do you need Ryan?"
"An apologie."
I opened one eye. "Never."
He raised an eyebrow at me. "Then I'll take revenge."
He took one step forward.
"Ryan?"
He took another step forward and put his hands on the door, one on one next to my head, the other hand on the other side of my head.
"Ryan?"
He leaned forward and smirked. Our noses were touching. I could feel heat rising to my cheeks and tried scooting into the door.
"Ryan...I don't feel comfortable."
He leaned in...
and kissed me.
BUAHAHAHAHAHA. wasn't expecting that were you?


Don't know who made that, but it's beautiful. No?