Disclaimer: I'd like to own something but I don't.
AN: Im a big fan of Ryan/Sharpay but haven't read much of their fics. So since their isn't a lot I thought I'd add one myself.
It was a sleepless night for many reasons. Maybe because he could hear the rain outside hitting the roof. Maybe because his mind was mesmerized by her again. It didn't matter if his thoughts had already played that scene, repeated that line she had spoken, he'd revisit it again.
He wondered if she slept peacefully. Most likely. She had the world at the palm of her hand. Nothing troubled her. Except that he always forgot to go left after the second chorus of "Sugar Pie" and any other blunders he would make during rehearsal.
He wanted to please her so bad, but sometimes he liked to hear her gripe at him or grow irritated at his mistakes. Only then would she really notice him. She never praised him when the routine went perfect. She'd applaud herself or their partnership. It was only when an error occurred that it was Ryan and Ryan alone to be singled out.
Maybe if he saw her in angelic slumber he could find some serenity tonight. He pushed off his blanket and began taking steps to the door. The spacious hallway seemed to invite his presence as the pathway to his sisters room glowed.
He peeked inside. Her peaceful beauty laid lustrous on her white bed. Her chest breathed in deeply. Her hair was flipped out. Had she been awake she would have never allowed anyone to see her hair in such a mess. But he still found her beautiful. He sighed. He would rather lay beside her to sleep but he knew he couldn't.
He crept back to his bed and with the image of his sleeping sister his mind drifted to rest.
AN: I know this is short. I'll make it up by giving you the actual plot in the next chapter.
I'm not sure if I want this to be a happy romance or twisted or angsty. You can let me know in reviews.