ryan ross [ ♥ S E C O N D H E A R T B E A T ♥ ] chapter fourteen

Tina was laying in Ryan's bunk reading a magazine when Ryan came back from signing autographs after their show. "Hey, sweetheart." He smiled, crawling in next to Tina in the bunk.
"Hey." She said, flipping a page in the magazine.
"The show tonight was packed..." Ryan said, nuzzling his face into the crook of Tina's neck and kissing the flesh that was there.
"Really?" Tina asked, un-enthused. Ryan didn't notice.
"Yeah…" Ryan muttered, and kept kissing. "They all started screaming when Brendon started to take his shirt off…" he chuckled a bit.
"Um, Ryan? I need to talk to you." Tina said, closing her magazine and turning a bit to face him.
Ryan's face turned to one of concern. "Yeah, babe, you can talk to me. What is it?"
"Well, I know we've never talked about this but--"
"Hey, Ryan, we're going to the bar, you wanna come?" Brendon asked.
Ryan looked at Tina, unsure of whether to go or not. "I don't know..." he told Brendon.
Tina sighed, placing a hand on Ryan's shoulder. "Go, go a head. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"You're not going?" Ryan asked.
"No, I've got to finish this magazine." Tina smiled.
"Kenzie's going, she said she was going just so Spencer doesn't do anything bad or something, but Aly's staying here. So if you need someone to talk to, she's watching a movie." Brendon smiled, leaving with Ryan.
Tina sat there for a few minutes after they left, before getting up and walking into the living room where Aly was sitting on the couch, a blanket wrapped around her and a bowl of popcorn in her hands. Aly looked up at Tina as she entered and smiled. "Hi, Tina. You going to watch this with me? I think I made too much popcorn." She laughed.
"Why not." Tina smiled back, sitting down beside her friend who offered her part of the blanket and the popcorn.
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"So, are you sure this is all going to go as planned?" Ryan asked Pete.
"Trust me Ryan, everything will be a success. You just need to tell me an exact time when we'll do it." Pete gave him a toothy grin, taking a sip from his drink.
"Well, I was hoping this Thursday, is that alright? Right after you guys play "Golden"?" Ryan asked, gently tearing a piece off of the napkin he held in his hands.
"That's perfect. I'll tell Patrick when I get back." Pete said, again taking a drink from his beverage. "Speaking of which, Patrick wants to see Tina soon."
"Why?"
"So he can talk to her. They're like, best friends, or something. You'd think he was a girl with the way he stays up at night talking to her about stuff." Pete rolled his eyes and Ryan laughed.
"Alright, I'll bring her over tomorrow." He smiled, tearing another piece off of the napkin.
***
"Oh God. That movie never gets old, I swear." Tina smiled, getting up from the couch with Aly.
Aly stretched and yawned, rolling up her blanket in her arms and agreeing with Tina. "I'm gonna go to bed now, since it's like, eleven and such."
Tina nodded her head, heading back into the bunkroom with Aly.

When Ryan, Brendon, Spencer, Kenzie and Jon stumbled through the door at one, Tina and Aly were fast asleep.
While opening the door, Brendon tripped and fell inside, laughing his ass off when Jon tripped over him and landed in a heap on the floor as well.
"Guys, we ha-have to be quiet, Tuna--Tina and Aly are sleeping..." Kenzie slurred, stumbling around the mess of boys on the floor with Spencer by her side.
Ryan watched them stumble around, knocking things over and making an even bigger mess out of themselves. He was the designated driver watcher for everyone. He decided against getting shit-faced and falling over himself when they got home. He rolled his eyes and walked back to the bunkrooms where he crawled into bed with his girlfriend.
***
The next morning, Ryan awoke to find Tina nuzzled into his side. He smiled at the sleeping form of his beautiful girl. He couldn't do anything without her.
Ryan swung his legs off the edge of the bunk and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, yawning. He stood up and headed to the kitchen for coffee.
As he poured himself a cup, he felt the same old arms wrap around his middle as he had many times before, and he couldn't feel any better at that moment. "Hey, sweetie." Ryan smiled, turning around in Tina's arms and kissing her lips softly.
"Ryan, I really need to talk to you..." Tina told him, watching Ryan's eyes lace with concern.
"What is it?"
"I, uh... I'm... Ryan, I'm pregnant." Tina said softly, looking into his eyes.
Ryan's mouth opened and closed several times, and Tina was beginning to think that maybe he wasn't taking it so well.
"I'm sorry." She apologized, touching his arm, tears burning the back of her eyes.
Ryan had finally found his voice, and leant down and captured Tina's lips in his own for a loving, tender kiss. "Don't be sorry. I'm happy. I just, didn't know what to say just then." Ryan told her, a lump forming in the back of his throat, as he too, felt tears of joy spring to life just as Tina's were starting to trickle down her cheeks. "I can't wait to be a dad..."
Tina smiled at him. "I love you so much, Ryan..." she nestled into Ryan's chest, wetting his t-shirt with her tears.
He smiled lovingly down at her, running his hands over her hair. "I love you too, sugar." He choked back the sobs that were wracking his body to be let loose. Finally, he just caved in and let the tears flow freely down his cheeks.
"Whoa, who died?" Jon asked, stumbling into the kitchen holding his head.
Ryan looked up and smiled at the other band member. "No one died, Jon."
"Oh..." Jon nodded his head once, taking the coffee Ryan had left on the counter. "So... why all the tears?"
"Tina's pregnant." Ryan grinned, watching Jon's eyes grow about the size of a dinner plate and his mouth formed a perfect 'o' shape.
Tina and Ryan chuckled a bit as Jon sipped from Ryan's stolen coffee. "Right, well, I wish you all a very happy pregnancy. Ryan, you're in for it. Pretty soon she'll be having you on your toes, wondering when she was going to go into labor and when she does you'll have to load her into the car with the video camera and the baby crap and then if you forgot something you'd have to drive all the way back to the house and risk missing the baby's birth and--"
"Okay, Jon, enough." Ryan shut him up.
"Whatever," Jon put his free hand into the air like a white flag. "I'm just letting you know what you'll be going through."
"How would you know?" Tina asked him.
"Saw it on TV." He sipped the coffee again and left the room.
lotta knots lotta snags
nice try