Disclaimer: I don't own RFR. Stop rubbing it in. It makes me cry, and if I cry, then the keyboard will get wet, and that means that I won't be able to make this story.
A/N: Hey, hey, ppls!!! OK, well, I made 'Can I Be Your Memory?' and someone asked me to make the beginning of it. AKA, how they became a couple. You'd better likey, I worked my butt of on it!!!
I was lying on my bed, writing a new song, when Ray came in.
" Oh, hey Ray, I didn't hear the doorbell ring." I said, sitting upright.
" Hey to you too, and Simone was outside taking out the garbage. She let me in." Ray said, sitting down next to me. With a smile on his face, he took one of my pillows and hit me in the face. I rolled my eyes and punched him in the shoulder. Ray can be so immature at times.
" What are you doing here?" I asked him.
" What, I'm not allowed to come visit my best friend at her wonderful...well, almost wonderful house for no reason at all on a weekend?" Ray said, sounding offended. I gave him a look.
" OK, I just came over to get your opinion on something I'm working on." He admitted.
" And what exactly is that? A solar-powered flashlight?" I said sarcastically.
"NO!!! Although, a solar-powered flashlight is a genius idea," Ray said. "Well, anyway, the thing I'm working on is a poem."
"Oh, really?" I said, my eyebrows flying up.
" Yes, really!!! I can make poems you know!!! Well, actually, it doesn't really rhyme, but it's still a poem!!!"
" OK, let's hear it." I said, crossing my arms. Ray took a piece of paper from his pocket, and cleared his throat. He did that for a while, and I gave him a look.
" There are so many different questions I have, so many unanswered. Why is it called a crush? Why do people fall in love? Why is love in such unlikely places? Why do I have these feelings that I can't understand? What is true love?" Ray stopped, and then looked at me. "But then...but then I look at you, and suddenly, it all makes sense. It's called a crush because if you're not careful... you'll be crushed. People fall in love because they need someone in life that really understands you...sometimes better then you know yourself. True love...is you." He finished.
He was close. Too close. And then-it happened. Ray leaned in a gently kissed me. I wanted to stop-I really did- but I didn't.
Hehe, unlike 'Can I Be Your Memory?,' this is more then one chapter!!! YEAH!!! throws confetti on self, opens mouth and starts to choke OK, so anyway, look for the next chappy once I finish it!!! .:Jessica:.
btw- 'Shame On Me' is coming out once I get started on it. I've been waaay to busy with school. But look for it... in about 2 months or so... maybe if I don't go to London then less...
A/N: Hey, hey, ppls!!! OK, well, I made 'Can I Be Your Memory?' and someone asked me to make the beginning of it. AKA, how they became a couple. You'd better likey, I worked my butt of on it!!!
I was lying on my bed, writing a new song, when Ray came in.
" Oh, hey Ray, I didn't hear the doorbell ring." I said, sitting upright.
" Hey to you too, and Simone was outside taking out the garbage. She let me in." Ray said, sitting down next to me. With a smile on his face, he took one of my pillows and hit me in the face. I rolled my eyes and punched him in the shoulder. Ray can be so immature at times.
" What are you doing here?" I asked him.
" What, I'm not allowed to come visit my best friend at her wonderful...well, almost wonderful house for no reason at all on a weekend?" Ray said, sounding offended. I gave him a look.
" OK, I just came over to get your opinion on something I'm working on." He admitted.
" And what exactly is that? A solar-powered flashlight?" I said sarcastically.
"NO!!! Although, a solar-powered flashlight is a genius idea," Ray said. "Well, anyway, the thing I'm working on is a poem."
"Oh, really?" I said, my eyebrows flying up.
" Yes, really!!! I can make poems you know!!! Well, actually, it doesn't really rhyme, but it's still a poem!!!"
" OK, let's hear it." I said, crossing my arms. Ray took a piece of paper from his pocket, and cleared his throat. He did that for a while, and I gave him a look.
" There are so many different questions I have, so many unanswered. Why is it called a crush? Why do people fall in love? Why is love in such unlikely places? Why do I have these feelings that I can't understand? What is true love?" Ray stopped, and then looked at me. "But then...but then I look at you, and suddenly, it all makes sense. It's called a crush because if you're not careful... you'll be crushed. People fall in love because they need someone in life that really understands you...sometimes better then you know yourself. True love...is you." He finished.
He was close. Too close. And then-it happened. Ray leaned in a gently kissed me. I wanted to stop-I really did- but I didn't.
Hehe, unlike 'Can I Be Your Memory?,' this is more then one chapter!!! YEAH!!! throws confetti on self, opens mouth and starts to choke OK, so anyway, look for the next chappy once I finish it!!! .:Jessica:.
btw- 'Shame On Me' is coming out once I get started on it. I've been waaay to busy with school. But look for it... in about 2 months or so... maybe if I don't go to London then less...