hollywood hills and suburban thrills (11/?)
Title:hollywood hills & suburban thrills (11/?)
Author: xwbsmyhbx
Rating:PG13 [for now]
Pairing: wisky and ryden
POV: third
Summary::william beckett has lived a very conservative life. this may all
change when he moves in with his best friend Sisky in Hollywood and figures out
who he really is. Then they meet two more best friends Ryan and Brendon who seem
to have... tension as well.
Disclaimer: faker than fake
Author Notes: sorry it took so long. writers block
Will did what he was told.
"Bren, do you do this... alot?" Will had never met a... cutter. But Bren didn't seem like one. He knew Brendon was depressed but he thought he was at the same time strong.
Not like this. Not like this at all.
Brendon didn't answer.
"So yes?"
"No, not in... a while."
"But you've done it before?" Will gulped.
"Y..yes," Brendon struggled.
They both just looked at one another. Both of them first realizing how fucked up Brendon was, but also how no one else could know how fucked up he was, because if Ryan ever found out they both knew he'd never be forgiven.
"Here." Bill gave over his black wristband he'd gotten from his friend, Mike Carden, before he left. It was the last bit of Chicago he had left but he wanted to help Brendon, be what he needed for at least a second.
"Thanks." Bren kissed Bill's cheek lightly, but then he kissed him again realizing that kissing him felt better than cutting. Because he still was destroying himself, just in a less obvious way.
"I dunno if this is such a good..." William started but Bren's lips muffled his words, once again.
It was soft kissing. Will was afraid of breaking Brendon, and Brendon was afraid of anyone hearing. After a few minutes, both of them looked at the shower. Well they had to clean up their wounds somehow.
Will turned the knob. Bren unbuttoned his shirt for him. Will tested the water and then carefully pulled off Brendon's shirt carefully making sure not to touch the affected area of pain.
They both pulled off their own pants and boxers. Leaving themselves bare with only themselves. So they pushed themselves together.
"Do you wanna leave the wristband on or..." Will questioned slowly.
Brendon answered by grabbing some Old Spice body wash and rubbing Will's chest with it and at the same time kissing Will's neck. William couldn't say he didn't enjoy this. So he returned the favor by taking the body wash and lathering his back and when he was done with that kissed the top his wet hairy head. After 45 minutes of fondling and tongue-filled kissing there was a knock on the door.
"Shit," Brendon said climbing out the window while skillfully pulling on his boxers, jeans and shoes.
"What the fuck?" Will said putting on a towel and then the door swung open. It was Sisky with a beer in his hand.
"Dude you're a wierdo. Why the fuck are you showering during a party? Wait was there someone with you?" Sisky asked not looking mad but a little confused and disappointed.
Will responded by running up to his room towel and all up to his room. Ryan looked away from his flock of women and saw this and that Brendon was nowhere to be found. He pushed the attractive wannabe porn star off him in desperate search for who he needed.
Well at least who he needed to find.
---------------------------------------------------------------------
ive decided to dedicate this to my favorite fan, shellxfobxfan.
but thank you to all my fans for keeping me going.
more soon actually more today. im home from school sick getting inspiration from my the oc dvds and my depressing love life. also i know this is short but the next chapter is going to be VERY eventful i promise.
Author: xwbsmyhbx
Rating:PG13 [for now]
Pairing: wisky and ryden
POV: third
Summary::william beckett has lived a very conservative life. this may all
change when he moves in with his best friend Sisky in Hollywood and figures out
who he really is. Then they meet two more best friends Ryan and Brendon who seem
to have... tension as well.
Disclaimer: faker than fake
Author Notes: sorry it took so long. writers block
Will did what he was told.
"Bren, do you do this... alot?" Will had never met a... cutter. But Bren didn't seem like one. He knew Brendon was depressed but he thought he was at the same time strong.
Not like this. Not like this at all.
Brendon didn't answer.
"So yes?"
"No, not in... a while."
"But you've done it before?" Will gulped.
"Y..yes," Brendon struggled.
They both just looked at one another. Both of them first realizing how fucked up Brendon was, but also how no one else could know how fucked up he was, because if Ryan ever found out they both knew he'd never be forgiven.
"Here." Bill gave over his black wristband he'd gotten from his friend, Mike Carden, before he left. It was the last bit of Chicago he had left but he wanted to help Brendon, be what he needed for at least a second.
"Thanks." Bren kissed Bill's cheek lightly, but then he kissed him again realizing that kissing him felt better than cutting. Because he still was destroying himself, just in a less obvious way.
"I dunno if this is such a good..." William started but Bren's lips muffled his words, once again.
It was soft kissing. Will was afraid of breaking Brendon, and Brendon was afraid of anyone hearing. After a few minutes, both of them looked at the shower. Well they had to clean up their wounds somehow.
Will turned the knob. Bren unbuttoned his shirt for him. Will tested the water and then carefully pulled off Brendon's shirt carefully making sure not to touch the affected area of pain.
They both pulled off their own pants and boxers. Leaving themselves bare with only themselves. So they pushed themselves together.
"Do you wanna leave the wristband on or..." Will questioned slowly.
Brendon answered by grabbing some Old Spice body wash and rubbing Will's chest with it and at the same time kissing Will's neck. William couldn't say he didn't enjoy this. So he returned the favor by taking the body wash and lathering his back and when he was done with that kissed the top his wet hairy head. After 45 minutes of fondling and tongue-filled kissing there was a knock on the door.
"Shit," Brendon said climbing out the window while skillfully pulling on his boxers, jeans and shoes.
"What the fuck?" Will said putting on a towel and then the door swung open. It was Sisky with a beer in his hand.
"Dude you're a wierdo. Why the fuck are you showering during a party? Wait was there someone with you?" Sisky asked not looking mad but a little confused and disappointed.
Will responded by running up to his room towel and all up to his room. Ryan looked away from his flock of women and saw this and that Brendon was nowhere to be found. He pushed the attractive wannabe porn star off him in desperate search for who he needed.
Well at least who he needed to find.
---------------------------------------------------------------------
ive decided to dedicate this to my favorite fan, shellxfobxfan.
but thank you to all my fans for keeping me going.
more soon actually more today. im home from school sick getting inspiration from my the oc dvds and my depressing love life. also i know this is short but the next chapter is going to be VERY eventful i promise.