Some slash is better than anything
So instead of writing a big long update about what i've been up to and some film reviews (Transformers is fantastic! So is Music and Lyrics!) I wrote some slash that I'm going to put up. Its fairly pants (in more ways than one!) And I now have a million other ideas off it But hey I'm writing again so here is what I wrote for u all. Because I suck right now and it needs sharing!
1260 ish words of Ryan/Dom/Elijah pervness each pargagraph has a song title in it so even if u dont enjoy the story u can have fun trying to guess which song titles I've included. Winners get the cd! hehe
Ryan wondered how Elijah had the audacity of wearing such tight shorts. God, they were short. Watching from the bar, Ryan saw Dom wrapping his mouth around Elijah’s. He watched has they pulled close, he could see the spit and tongues involved. Their bodies, hands and legs intertwined as the swayed to the music. Still Ryan watched, the butterflies in his stomach fluttered, the room blurred, yet Ryan looked on. Hypnotised with these beautiful boys.
“RyRy why do you always do this to me? Why do you walk out just as I’m about to say…”
“About to say what Dominic? You love me? Is that it? You always take the easy way out… Always mention the L word and expect me to stay. But no, not this time I’m gone.”
“But Ryan I do. I do love you how can you leave?”
Ryan could tell Dom didn’t know he was there. He hid at the side of the bar out, watching, drinking and heart breaking. It had been him who had left, yet it was Dom who was out there breaking Ryan’s heart. The old Salt Wound routine, Ryan couldn’t help it. He knew now, as Dom pulled his hand over Elijah’s back, that he had loved Dom. He still loved Dom. Another bottle of beer, another song, bitter tears just under the eyelids. Ryan blinked them back and turned away.
“I have too Dom. You know I do. It’s not like we could still be together. I have to go back to New York,”
“I could… Could I?”
“No Dom can't, you have to work. You have a life here. I need to leave.”
“But I love you Ryan, I can’t stay with out you”
“You don’t know what love is Dominic. Love wouldn’t, shouldn’t be…be this.”
The bar was getting full now, people moved about blocking Ryan’s view. He knew they were still on the dance floor though. Dom never left it and Elijah seemed the dancing type. Moving to a booth, Ryan sat, his eyes still on the dance floor. The music had slowed as the clock reached midnight. The couples moved closer, Ryan saw Elijah reaching for Dom’s backside, Dom’s hand on those short shorts, Elijah’s weapon of choice. The butterflies, though dulled from the alcohol, started to beat a rhythm on Ryan’s stomach.
“Like what Ryan. Like spending hours together just talking. Like the best sex I’ve ever had? Like feeling so special it hurts but in the best possible way?”
“No love isn’t that, love shouldn’t be that, it shouldn’t be attraction, just wanting to be together. It’s not that for me Dom. It should me more.”
“Do I disappoint you Ryan? Do I not fulfil what you and your crazyness thinks love should be? I’m very sorry. But I was happy, I thought this was… love.”
“I can’t Dom, I’m sorry. I can’t do this love. This…whatever you say love is.”
As he looked on Ryan knew that he wouldn’t be seen. Tonight Dom was Elijah’s. Elijah and his short shorts, his smile and his charming ways. If Ryan had ever had a chance, he would surrender all to Elijah. He was sure if he ever spoke to him he would just give Dom up just to look, properly, at that handsome boy. He never stood a chance with Dom for as long as Elijah was around. So from across the bar he watched them together.
“This is the hardest part. This bit, you know Dom. Having to say goodbye. It hurts me just as much as it does you.”
“I don’t think it does Ryan. I don’t see you hurting. You get to leave, it’s you doing the walking out here.”
“I’m sorry Dom, you know I am. Any other way and I’d stay. But face it soon or later, we are over. Can you really see us going anywhere?”
“Yes…I guess? I don’t know Ry. You're so special. I love you. I thought that was what was holding us together. I didn’t think that would change.”
“I’m sorry I’m sorry…”
The butterflies had gone, there was just a heavy weight in Ryan’s belly now. One that shouted “its over, so long, so long Ryan” in Dom’s Manchester accent. Still he couldn’t stop watching the couple dancing. He would leave after the next song, he kept promising himself but each time a song ended he found his legs wouldn’t work and he hadn’t finished his pint so he stayed for one more. And the couple kept dancing.
“I’m leaving tomorrow. Would you…”
“Yes? Would I come see you off?”
“Well I would like it if you could?”
“I…er… Would that be such a good idea Ryan?”
“It would be a better ending to this love affair than an argument?”
“A love affair is it now?”
“You know what I mean. I was being fatuous.”
“Uhhu. You’ve always been good at that.”
“No I haven’t.”
Ryan knew now coming here tonight hadn’t been a good idea. He was only in Manchester for one night. What a waste it had been. But he had known that he had to see Dom. He had to see the boy who had changed the way he looked at England at life. And coming to this club, where he had guessed Dom would be, where they had been numerous times when they had been together was the obvious place to look. Now watching Dom with Elijah, Ryan felt like this could be the end of the beginning. The end of Dom, the beginning of his new life.
“You do realise that it's almost morning?”
“Really? Shit yeah, here comes the sun”
“It has a habit of creeping up on us”
“It does. I better get going… packing you know?”
“What now? Do you want help?”
“No no its ok Dom, look you better go. I’ll be ok. You sleep. I’m not sure… Not sure I do what you to be here… like when I leave?”
“What? I thought you said…”
“Yeah I know but seriously, Dom its over. Please just… just go.”
“Fine…”
Ryan got up from his seat. He walked out the club taking a deep breath he listened.
“You know, No one listens to silence like you?” Ryan stopped, held his breath and turned. It was Dom, his Dom standing not a step away, looking at him.
“I thought it was you. All night I had felt someone’s eyes on us, on me. It wasn’t until I saw you leave I was sure it was you.” Ryan looked into the deep grey eyes speechless.
“wh..wh…what about…” He pointed back into the club.
“What Elijah? Hum yeah he’s just visiting. Ya know like what you must be doing? How long are you here for? Why didn’t you call? Man I can’t believe its you!” Dom’s eyes sparkled. Ryan remembered why he had come back to see Dom. Glad he had come back.
“I’m Sorry Dom… that’s all I wanted to say” He turned on his heal and started to walk away…
“Don’t forget me Ryry. Don’t forget whatever it is you want to call what we had”
“Dom, I won’t. You know it’s for the best though, don’t you?”
“I guess. Just I… I‘ll miss you.”
“Bye Dom. “
“Bye Ryan”
“Ryan don’t go” Dom took Ryan’s arm pulling him back.
Ryan turned, was turned. With the look on Dom’s face Ryan knew he was home. Knew Elijah had the shorts but he had symmetry on his side.
“I believe in symmetry” he whispered pulling Dom into a kiss.
1260 ish words of Ryan/Dom/Elijah pervness each pargagraph has a song title in it so even if u dont enjoy the story u can have fun trying to guess which song titles I've included. Winners get the cd! hehe
Ryan wondered how Elijah had the audacity of wearing such tight shorts. God, they were short. Watching from the bar, Ryan saw Dom wrapping his mouth around Elijah’s. He watched has they pulled close, he could see the spit and tongues involved. Their bodies, hands and legs intertwined as the swayed to the music. Still Ryan watched, the butterflies in his stomach fluttered, the room blurred, yet Ryan looked on. Hypnotised with these beautiful boys.
“RyRy why do you always do this to me? Why do you walk out just as I’m about to say…”
“About to say what Dominic? You love me? Is that it? You always take the easy way out… Always mention the L word and expect me to stay. But no, not this time I’m gone.”
“But Ryan I do. I do love you how can you leave?”
Ryan could tell Dom didn’t know he was there. He hid at the side of the bar out, watching, drinking and heart breaking. It had been him who had left, yet it was Dom who was out there breaking Ryan’s heart. The old Salt Wound routine, Ryan couldn’t help it. He knew now, as Dom pulled his hand over Elijah’s back, that he had loved Dom. He still loved Dom. Another bottle of beer, another song, bitter tears just under the eyelids. Ryan blinked them back and turned away.
“I have too Dom. You know I do. It’s not like we could still be together. I have to go back to New York,”
“I could… Could I?”
“No Dom can't, you have to work. You have a life here. I need to leave.”
“But I love you Ryan, I can’t stay with out you”
“You don’t know what love is Dominic. Love wouldn’t, shouldn’t be…be this.”
The bar was getting full now, people moved about blocking Ryan’s view. He knew they were still on the dance floor though. Dom never left it and Elijah seemed the dancing type. Moving to a booth, Ryan sat, his eyes still on the dance floor. The music had slowed as the clock reached midnight. The couples moved closer, Ryan saw Elijah reaching for Dom’s backside, Dom’s hand on those short shorts, Elijah’s weapon of choice. The butterflies, though dulled from the alcohol, started to beat a rhythm on Ryan’s stomach.
“Like what Ryan. Like spending hours together just talking. Like the best sex I’ve ever had? Like feeling so special it hurts but in the best possible way?”
“No love isn’t that, love shouldn’t be that, it shouldn’t be attraction, just wanting to be together. It’s not that for me Dom. It should me more.”
“Do I disappoint you Ryan? Do I not fulfil what you and your crazyness thinks love should be? I’m very sorry. But I was happy, I thought this was… love.”
“I can’t Dom, I’m sorry. I can’t do this love. This…whatever you say love is.”
As he looked on Ryan knew that he wouldn’t be seen. Tonight Dom was Elijah’s. Elijah and his short shorts, his smile and his charming ways. If Ryan had ever had a chance, he would surrender all to Elijah. He was sure if he ever spoke to him he would just give Dom up just to look, properly, at that handsome boy. He never stood a chance with Dom for as long as Elijah was around. So from across the bar he watched them together.
“This is the hardest part. This bit, you know Dom. Having to say goodbye. It hurts me just as much as it does you.”
“I don’t think it does Ryan. I don’t see you hurting. You get to leave, it’s you doing the walking out here.”
“I’m sorry Dom, you know I am. Any other way and I’d stay. But face it soon or later, we are over. Can you really see us going anywhere?”
“Yes…I guess? I don’t know Ry. You're so special. I love you. I thought that was what was holding us together. I didn’t think that would change.”
“I’m sorry I’m sorry…”
The butterflies had gone, there was just a heavy weight in Ryan’s belly now. One that shouted “its over, so long, so long Ryan” in Dom’s Manchester accent. Still he couldn’t stop watching the couple dancing. He would leave after the next song, he kept promising himself but each time a song ended he found his legs wouldn’t work and he hadn’t finished his pint so he stayed for one more. And the couple kept dancing.
“I’m leaving tomorrow. Would you…”
“Yes? Would I come see you off?”
“Well I would like it if you could?”
“I…er… Would that be such a good idea Ryan?”
“It would be a better ending to this love affair than an argument?”
“A love affair is it now?”
“You know what I mean. I was being fatuous.”
“Uhhu. You’ve always been good at that.”
“No I haven’t.”
Ryan knew now coming here tonight hadn’t been a good idea. He was only in Manchester for one night. What a waste it had been. But he had known that he had to see Dom. He had to see the boy who had changed the way he looked at England at life. And coming to this club, where he had guessed Dom would be, where they had been numerous times when they had been together was the obvious place to look. Now watching Dom with Elijah, Ryan felt like this could be the end of the beginning. The end of Dom, the beginning of his new life.
“You do realise that it's almost morning?”
“Really? Shit yeah, here comes the sun”
“It has a habit of creeping up on us”
“It does. I better get going… packing you know?”
“What now? Do you want help?”
“No no its ok Dom, look you better go. I’ll be ok. You sleep. I’m not sure… Not sure I do what you to be here… like when I leave?”
“What? I thought you said…”
“Yeah I know but seriously, Dom its over. Please just… just go.”
“Fine…”
Ryan got up from his seat. He walked out the club taking a deep breath he listened.
“You know, No one listens to silence like you?” Ryan stopped, held his breath and turned. It was Dom, his Dom standing not a step away, looking at him.
“I thought it was you. All night I had felt someone’s eyes on us, on me. It wasn’t until I saw you leave I was sure it was you.” Ryan looked into the deep grey eyes speechless.
“wh..wh…what about…” He pointed back into the club.
“What Elijah? Hum yeah he’s just visiting. Ya know like what you must be doing? How long are you here for? Why didn’t you call? Man I can’t believe its you!” Dom’s eyes sparkled. Ryan remembered why he had come back to see Dom. Glad he had come back.
“I’m Sorry Dom… that’s all I wanted to say” He turned on his heal and started to walk away…
“Don’t forget me Ryry. Don’t forget whatever it is you want to call what we had”
“Dom, I won’t. You know it’s for the best though, don’t you?”
“I guess. Just I… I‘ll miss you.”
“Bye Dom. “
“Bye Ryan”
“Ryan don’t go” Dom took Ryan’s arm pulling him back.
Ryan turned, was turned. With the look on Dom’s face Ryan knew he was home. Knew Elijah had the shorts but he had symmetry on his side.
“I believe in symmetry” he whispered pulling Dom into a kiss.