Author's Note: I know you guys aren't exactly Will fans but hang in with
me. Minus the Will how was the writing? Please review. (
Nothing she ever said was the truth, except that. But something's are just better unsaid.
Like the fact that she was helplessly in love with Will Tippin. Sydney sat on the counter
in Will's kitchen, laughing with Will as he prepared a "so-called" dinner that consisted of
cold pizza that had been sitting in his fridge for days. They grabbed their plates and
drinks and headed toward the leather couch to watch the rest of the movie that they had
rented that night. Sydney found herself watching more of Will then she was the movie.
She didn't care as long as he didn't notice.
As the night wore on and the movie was long over, they were engrossed in
conversation. A conversation that, to put it simply, was about nothing. But it didn't
matter to any of them because the only thing that mattered to them was that they were
together. The conversation soon took a turn for worse as they started to discuss how
much each other meant to them. Sydney was in the middle of an inner battle against her
feelings. Her feelings for Will, feelings that ran so deep they touched the soul.
Will was engaged in a personal war himself. He wanted to confess his true
feelings that he had for Syd. His feelings of intimacy and attraction towards his best
friend. Fetal attraction was more like it. A long, awkward silence hung in the room like
the smoke in a bar. He wanted to say something but couldn't. So he did the only thing he
could do. He kissed her.
As Sydney reluctantly pulled away, a million thoughts raced through her mind
and quickly realized that she didn't kiss him. This time HE kissed her! Sydney couldn't
contain herself anymore. She allowed nature to "run its coarse", which led to way more
then was expected.
Sydney woke up to the soft sound of ran hitting the window. The warm embrace
of Will felt so protective. Like he was protecting her from SD-6, the C.I.A., a world
which she was way to fond of. She could hear low rumbles of thunder that were off in the
distance. She stared out the window and watched the torrents of rain run down the
window. She just laid in bed, in the embrace of Will. Listening to his rhythmic breathing
as occasional lighting flashes light up her beautiful face.
Nothing she ever said was the truth, except that. But something's are just better unsaid.
Like the fact that she was helplessly in love with Will Tippin. Sydney sat on the counter
in Will's kitchen, laughing with Will as he prepared a "so-called" dinner that consisted of
cold pizza that had been sitting in his fridge for days. They grabbed their plates and
drinks and headed toward the leather couch to watch the rest of the movie that they had
rented that night. Sydney found herself watching more of Will then she was the movie.
She didn't care as long as he didn't notice.
As the night wore on and the movie was long over, they were engrossed in
conversation. A conversation that, to put it simply, was about nothing. But it didn't
matter to any of them because the only thing that mattered to them was that they were
together. The conversation soon took a turn for worse as they started to discuss how
much each other meant to them. Sydney was in the middle of an inner battle against her
feelings. Her feelings for Will, feelings that ran so deep they touched the soul.
Will was engaged in a personal war himself. He wanted to confess his true
feelings that he had for Syd. His feelings of intimacy and attraction towards his best
friend. Fetal attraction was more like it. A long, awkward silence hung in the room like
the smoke in a bar. He wanted to say something but couldn't. So he did the only thing he
could do. He kissed her.
As Sydney reluctantly pulled away, a million thoughts raced through her mind
and quickly realized that she didn't kiss him. This time HE kissed her! Sydney couldn't
contain herself anymore. She allowed nature to "run its coarse", which led to way more
then was expected.
Sydney woke up to the soft sound of ran hitting the window. The warm embrace
of Will felt so protective. Like he was protecting her from SD-6, the C.I.A., a world
which she was way to fond of. She could hear low rumbles of thunder that were off in the
distance. She stared out the window and watched the torrents of rain run down the
window. She just laid in bed, in the embrace of Will. Listening to his rhythmic breathing
as occasional lighting flashes light up her beautiful face.