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A shot Tom/Ren fic. Enjoy! Its when Ren was all worried she wasn't a risk taker and she didn't know if she should sing on the roof because it was against the world.
There she was in the midst of a crisis, unable to cease pacing. Her dark brown, silky hair fell angelically on her shoulders as she left onto her bed sighing deeply. I watched her through my camera. What was I doing? A documentary on the band Twitty-Stevens Connection. she was the lead singer. A beautiful angel was sad and confused as I watched her run her hand through her hair. I wanted to do more. I wanted to her hold her in my arms and comfort her. So I did.
I turned my camera off and walked up to her door. I tapped lightly against the wooden frame. She got up abruptly and blinked furiously, possibly trying to dry tears. "Ren, I know you're hurting, and I know what's wrong. I cant tell you what to do but I cant say follow your heart, it will guide you to the right decision."
"I know, Tom, it's just that, I'm afraid to take that risk," she replied staring at the wall.
"Why?" I asked as tears silently fell down her silky creamy skin.
"Because, I'm afraid to be wrong. I'm afraid to let everyone down. Everyone expects me to be perfect."
"Ren, listen to me you'll only let yourself down if you don't follow your heart. Everyone would rather see you happy than perfect and sad. And by the way you'd still be perfect if you make a mistake. You'd still be beautiful and smart and the best person anyone could know. That's why I like you so much. ummm ooops. scratch that." I could feel myself blushing furiously, my face growing hot.
"You like me?"
"Uhhh, so, Ren, what are you going to do?"
"Take a risk. look Tom, I used to be afraid and now I'm not. Your words helped me see there's nothing to be afraid of. Tom, I like you. I really, truly do. You may be Louis's little friend but your smart and cute and funny and you make me feel really special."
"Ummm. Ren." She suddenly reached up and pressed her lips against mine. I could taste her vanilla lip-gloss. I pulled away and licked my lips.
"I like you, too." I then kissed her gently. And that's how it was. me and Ren. living happily ever after.
The End
A shot Tom/Ren fic. Enjoy! Its when Ren was all worried she wasn't a risk taker and she didn't know if she should sing on the roof because it was against the world.
There she was in the midst of a crisis, unable to cease pacing. Her dark brown, silky hair fell angelically on her shoulders as she left onto her bed sighing deeply. I watched her through my camera. What was I doing? A documentary on the band Twitty-Stevens Connection. she was the lead singer. A beautiful angel was sad and confused as I watched her run her hand through her hair. I wanted to do more. I wanted to her hold her in my arms and comfort her. So I did.
I turned my camera off and walked up to her door. I tapped lightly against the wooden frame. She got up abruptly and blinked furiously, possibly trying to dry tears. "Ren, I know you're hurting, and I know what's wrong. I cant tell you what to do but I cant say follow your heart, it will guide you to the right decision."
"I know, Tom, it's just that, I'm afraid to take that risk," she replied staring at the wall.
"Why?" I asked as tears silently fell down her silky creamy skin.
"Because, I'm afraid to be wrong. I'm afraid to let everyone down. Everyone expects me to be perfect."
"Ren, listen to me you'll only let yourself down if you don't follow your heart. Everyone would rather see you happy than perfect and sad. And by the way you'd still be perfect if you make a mistake. You'd still be beautiful and smart and the best person anyone could know. That's why I like you so much. ummm ooops. scratch that." I could feel myself blushing furiously, my face growing hot.
"You like me?"
"Uhhh, so, Ren, what are you going to do?"
"Take a risk. look Tom, I used to be afraid and now I'm not. Your words helped me see there's nothing to be afraid of. Tom, I like you. I really, truly do. You may be Louis's little friend but your smart and cute and funny and you make me feel really special."
"Ummm. Ren." She suddenly reached up and pressed her lips against mine. I could taste her vanilla lip-gloss. I pulled away and licked my lips.
"I like you, too." I then kissed her gently. And that's how it was. me and Ren. living happily ever after.
The End