Okay let me just say I'm so sorry it took me so long to get this up guys. I've just had a lot going on lately. Hope you like this though. Oh and a BIG thanks to ORy for helping me when I got stuck with writers block. The end is credited to her. Thanks ORy!
Taylor Townsend woke up that morning with a plan. It was so simple she almost couldn't believe she hadn't thought of it before. She had been tutoring Ryan Atwood for a week now and every day he'd make some lewd comment about how they should 'hook up' and she'd say no.
But despite his near sexual harassment he was still the best friend she'd ever had. He was funny when he wasn't being lewd (and sometimes when he was), he wasn't against showing affection (like her mother) and always offered her a hug before they went their separate ways. Of course that could just be him sexually harassing her… but she preferred not to see it that way.
She wanted Ryan to be her friend and stop shoving his hand up her skirt… to stroke her thigh…tell her how smooth her legs are… and then ask her if she wanted him to stop. Because how could she answer that question when her body was doing things it had never done before… reacting in ways- Taylor shook her head.
It was like a bully. Stand up to him and he runs in fear. So Ryan wants to hit on her? She'll stand up to him.
"Anna won't talk to me." Seth moaned as Ryan drove to school that morning, "I keep trying to apologize to her but she just walks right by. What am I supposed to do man?"
"Accept that you screwed up with your first girlfriend and do better next time." Ryan said not missing a beat.
"But this is Anna, Ryan. Anna. The girl I'm supposed to be with." Seth said, "On paper we're perfect for each other, ya know? We both love comics, we both love anime. She sails-"
"Seth." Ryan said as he slid into a parking space, cutting his brother off, "Yes on paper you and Anna are perfect together, but man this isn't a comic book. This is real life. Maybe perfect for each other isn't what you're looking for."
"Then what am I looking for?"
Ryan rolled his eyes before turning to face his brother, "You already know." Unbuckling his seat belt he added, "I'll meet you in homeroom. I gotta go find Taylor."
"Why? Your sessions not till after school."
Ryan smirked and replied, "Science homework."
"Apple for the teacher." Ryan said placing a red apple on the table in front of Taylor.
She took a deep breath and thought to herself, 'you can do this.' As she stood up, and walked around the table to meet him, "Thank you Ryan." She tried to make her voice sound breathy and deep like the girls in movies, but it just sounded like she was fighting a cold.
Ryan raised his eyebrows bemused, "No problem. Gotta get to homeroom." He added jerking his thumb in the direction of the door.
"No good bye hug?" she asked in her 'sexy' cold voice, with her arms raised.
He grinned and wrapped his arms around her, the ice was finally thawing.
'Come on Taylor!' she commanded herself, 'just get this over with!' she coaxed her arms around his shoulders and pulled him slowly to her. She very softly placed her lips to his cheek. Ryan's whole body froze at the contact, and Taylor was about to pull away happy with her victory, convinced that Ryan would finally stop making inappropriate passes at her, when his hands traveled to the back of her head and pulled her lips from his cheek to his own mouth. It was Taylor's turn to freeze.
Ryan wasn't sure what happened. One second he was headed to homeroom and the next he was making out with Taylor Townsend. She had placed her lips to his cheek and his whole body was on fire, but nothing was as bad as where her lips were touching, and he was filled with a desire to know what they'd feel like pressed to his own. If they'd be as soft, if the fire would burn worse (better) on his lips than it had on his cheek.
Taylor had never been kissed before. And if you didn't count the times Ryan had hugged her in the past week she'd never been in the arms of a boy before. But it was different feeling being hugged by Ryan and being kissed by him. Whenever he hugged her she'd tentatively pat him on the back as he groped her butt for a second or two and they'd pull away. But when he was kissing her and the only thing separating her back from the wall was his arms, and her own arms were clutching the front of his shirt in between them.
Ryan very nearly growled as Taylor's hands grasped his shirt, when her lips parted and he finally snaked his tongue into her mouth. Taylor's eyes flew open and she squeaked at this new contact. She tried to pull away but Ryan kept her trapped against the wall as he explored the inside of her mouth. He finally pulled away when the bell rang, signaling he start of first period
"Damn." He muttered as she avoided eye contact, "I'm gonna be late for homeroom again."
"Uhuh." she whispered quietly, still leaning against the wall.
"Right, see you after school." He said grinning, as he tauntingly kissed her on the cheek, before turning to leave.
Taylor placed a hand to her chest trying to convince her heart to stop beating so wildly. This was not how things were supposed to go.
"Late again Mr. Atwood." The teacher called as Ryan walked into the room.
"Got a good reason." He said with a grin.
"And what pray tell is it?"
"Had a meeting with my tutor." He shrugged taking his seat next to Seth.
Seth shook his head at his brother and raised his hand, diverting the teacher's attention away from Ryan.
Taylor took her seat in homeroom. Her legs still shaking as her teacher called attendance.
"Taylor Townsend."
"Present." She squeaked, the whole class laughed and Taylor looked up to see the teacher staring at her oddly.
"No, present is not the correct answer to the problem on the board. Taylor are you feeling alright?"
"Yes, ma'am." Taylor glanced at the board, "1943."
"Excuse me?"
"The answer." She added then dropped her head to her desk. Ryan Atwood just kissed me. What the hell do I do now?
"Come on, come on." Ryan muttered staring at the clock. It was almost three, which meant in a few short minutes he'd be face to face with Taylor- or more accurately lips to lips with Taylor.
"Atwood," Summer whispered nudging him, "You okay?"
"Just waiting for the end of class." He whispered back, "Did you talk to Seth today?" Summer shook her head as the bell rang, "You might want to try." He added as he gathered his books and headed for the tutor center.
Taylor was already there waiting for him, her left hand nervously playing with the hem of her right sleeve. He grinned putting his books down on one of the tables, alerting her to his presence.
"Oh hello Ryan." She said standing up and trying to put more distance between them as Ryan started walking towards her.
"Townsend." He nodded, still advancing.
"So I uh- I wrote out some problems for you to do." She said pointing to the table, "and I'll check your english paper while you do that and- stop!" she added putting her hand out in front of herself when her back hit the wall and Ryan was still coming.
"Why?" he asked placing his hands on either side of her against the wall, so she was trapped.
Taylor stared down at her shoes, refusing to look at him, "Ryan I'm your- I'm your tutor and I don't think it's appropriate if we do anything like…like this." She gestured between the two of them.
"But I want to." He simply said, letting his hands travel from the wall to caress her sides.
"Why?" she asked softly, Ryan wasn't even sure he heard her at first until she raised her voice, "Why are you doing this? Ryan you're my friend, my only friend." His hands stopped, as he waited for her to continue, "I don't understand why you're doing this."
"Because you're hot." He said stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world. She looked up completely caught off guard and he grabbed her face between both of his hands, "And I'm bored." He added with a smirk before bringing his lips down onto hers.
"Ryan-" she managed to squeak out before his tongue entered her mouth for the second time that day.
"Alright look Atwood I know you have a tutoring session or whatever it is that you were going on about, but what the hell business is it of yours if I talk to- Oh my God!" Summer exclaimed.
"Summer Roberts!" Taylor cried, shoving Ryan away and grabbing her bag, "Summer Roberts just saw you and me and- oh my god!"
"Summer Roberts is still standing here Townsend." She reminded weakly, grasping the door to keep herself upright.
"Do your homework, and the problems." Taylor mumbled to Ryan as she headed for the door her cheeks burning and her heart pounding.
Ryan Atwood just kissed me again.
Summer Roberts walked in on it.
Crap!
"What the hell was that?" Summer demanded as Taylor ran down the hall.
"Tutoring session?" Ryan shrugged wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He'd have to ask Taylor what flavor lip-gloss she used, cause whatever it was was really good.
Okay there you go chapter three. Hope you guys liked it.
-Em
