Night In
Summary- Ryan and Marissa finally get some alone time, with no interruptions, could it lead to something more?
Disclaimer- Nothing...still, but hey maybe if I bribe FOX with my life savings which is...10 bucks, do you think it could work? Nah didn't think so. Oh wait! I found 53 cents, now how can they resist?
A/N- It's just a little ooc, in some parts at least...but it'll all make sense next chapter.
On with the story...
"I'm just not comfortable going," Ryan told Sandy.
"Okay, I understand," Sandy said as he walked to the door. He turned around, "Are you sure? Last chance," he smiled and surrendered his hands.
"Yeah. I'll be asleep by the time you guys get home anyways, so..." Ryan said with a smile.
"Okay, 'night," Sandy said as he gave him one last smile and walked off to the car.
He had finally got rid of them. It's not that he didn't like the Cohen's, he really did, look at how much they had done for him, but it was getting really close to 7 and Marissa would be there soon, so he tried to get rid of them as fast as he could. After pleading with them for about 20 minutes, they gave up, and he got to stay 'home'.
Seth had helped him a little. Seth was a good kid, just had an obsession with Summer Roberts, his 'friend.' He took Ryan out on his boat which was just coincidentally named, 'Summer Breeze,' and she called him 3 times on his cell, and once they got home, she called again, twice. So they both had an obsession, with each other.
Seth offered to stay with Ryan, to keep him company, Ryan quickly crushed that idea, and he thought he saw a little bit of glee in his face. 'Summer was probably going to be there', he thought, and then the phone rang, and it was...Summer!
Seth wasn't exactly popular, he was into skateboarding, video games, and had a weird, but refreshing sense of humor; but being friends with Summer got him accepted into the popular group. They still talked bad about him when he or Summer weren't around, Ryan knew that much. But apparently, popularity wasthat was all that mattered around here.
Ryan looked around the pool house. Sighing, he went to the mini-fridge and opened it. A few sodas and frozen meals that should last him...and her. A smile overcame his lips, and he looked at the door to see if he could see her, he couldn't, probably soon though. What if she hadn't been able to get out of her 'thing'?A frown crossed his face, as he checked the clock; 7:03.
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"I'll be fine. Okay?" Marissa said to her mother.
Julie sighed and ran a hand through her daughter's hair. "Are you sure your not well enough to join us, I mean, you play an important role tonight, they couldn't do it without you."
"I already called them, they got a replacement," Marissa explained toJulie.
"Sure you can't? I mean it is one of the most important events and if you just go and..."
Jimmy's harsh voice interrupted her, "Julie!"
"Oh all right," Julie finally gave up and stormed out past Jimmy, to the car, where Caitlin soon joined her.
"Thanks Dad," Marissa said with a fake hoarse voice.
"Feel better, 'Kay kiddo?" Jimmy told her as he gave her a warm smile.
"I will, just a little stomach thing, sure it'll pass by soon," she lied.
"Bye, love you," and with that he ran down the stairs to the car, and they drove off.
Once Marissa heard the car leave, she threw back the covers, wiped off the imaginary sweat, and checked herself in the mirror. She put on a casual, simple dress that tied in the back. She climbed out the window on the trellis and headed towards the pool house.
His fears finally settled once he saw her running towards his door. She knocked twice and then opened the door.
"Hey! Sorry I'm late, it was just my mom," she apologized.
"It's okay," he said giving her a warm smile.
"So what do you wanna do?" she asked, looking around the pool house.
Ryan shrugged, "But I don't really wanna go anywhere, the Cohen's would probably get worried...or something."
"That's fine," she said.
They looked around awkwardly, waiting for the other to say something.
"You wanna play a game or something?" she asked, sitting next to him. Ryan gave her a look.
Great idea, Marissa, a game, you're not baby-sitting Caitlyn, you're on a date! she said to herself. Wait! A date? Is this a date? Did Ryan think this was a date?
He gave her another funny look.
"Sorry," she quickly recovered, "like a mind game, they're loads of fun!" Loads of fun? Jeez Marissa, you're not 60, she said to herself. He gave her a smile and scooted farther back on the bed, and drew his knees to his chest.
"Okay, I'm sure we can have loads of fun," he laughed.
"Hey," Marissa said as he playfully slapped his arm. Boy did it feel good to touch him, and he felt it too, that spark, something was there, something more than friendship.
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"Okay, you have to choose, dating someone whohas the personalityof your Mom, or your Dad?"
Marissa thought about it for a second, "My Dad, having one Julie Cooper is hell enough, having to see twice a day, pure hell," she laughed and he laughed along with her. "That was fun!" Marissa replied cheerfully.
"Yeah." Ryan agreed.
"You wanna watch a movie?" Marissa asked after a few moments of silence. Ryan shrugged, but pointed to the TV...
She happily went there, almost skipping, and took out a few DVD's. "Their collection isn't impressive, do you wanna come over and see a movie at my house?" she asked.
"Okay," Ryan replied with a smile on his face.
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She climbed up the trellis first to open the window, but then she thought it was a bad idea, seeing as she was wearing a dress and Ryan was only a few feet down. She looked down and saw him with his head down, looking at the ground, awkwardly. He obviously had the same thoughts as her. What a gentleman, Marissa thought. She finally opened the window and got in; Ryan shortly followed and closed the window.
He looked around, it was a coral theme room, with its pastel colors, and there were also pictures of her and her friends and some with relatives. "I'm gonna change," she said, pointing to a few grass and dirt stains on her dress.
"Okay," he nodded.
She went in the bathroom while Ryan looked at the pictures. He saw one of her and Luke, Luke of course with a beer in his hand and an arm draped over her waist, but she seemed to be smiling, but it was a fake smile he noted as he looked closer. He looked around more, seeing girls and boys at the beach, or some sort of school function, like a dance. After he had enough with looking at pictures with her and her fake smiles, he went over to her CD and looked at her collection. He didn't really know any of these bands, but was still interested.
Marissa came out in a pair of sweatpants and white v-neck t-shirt and her hair in a loose ponytail. "Hey," she said smiling. He looked up and saw her smile. It wasn't like the smile in the pictures, this one seemed genuine. "Hey," he said smiling back. So I make her smile, he thought.
"So what kind of movie do you wanna watch?"
He shrugged, "Whatever, doesn't matter."
"Good, than I hope you won't mind if we watch a weepy movie, chick flick," Marissa further explained.
"That's fine," Ryan said sitting on the bed and propping himself against the headboard. She got the movie and popped it in, and joined him.
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"It's just so sad, I mean so many people died and...And he was one of them..." Marissa cried in the tissue. "...it's based on real life, when it actually sank, even though these characters aren't real..." she finished once she gained composure. He nodded knowingly. "...and they only knew each other for such a short time, but she fell in love with him anyways...and gave up comfort to be happy..." she started in the tissue again,"...it's just so beautiful," she finally finished.
"Real sentimental streak you got there," he said to her. She laughed and wiped the few stray tears from her face.
"Sorry, I probably look hideous," Marissa apologized as she got out of the bed and in the front of the mirror.
"You look...great, never bad," he replied truthfully.
"Thanks." She said, seeing his reflection in the mirror and his cheeks were turning pinker by the second. They suddenly heard a car pull up in the driveway and doors shut. "Well, I should probably get going."
"Yeah," she said with disappointment, opening the window for him to climb out the trellis. Ryan climbed out, "So see you later?" he asked hopefully, halfway down. "Definitely," Marissa replied, sensing the hopefulness in his voice.
He walked back to the pool house and got under the sheets, falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
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"Ryan? Ryan?" Sandy whispered in the pool house, he saw the boy asleep so went back to his own bed.
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"Marissa? Marissa, are you asleep?" Julie asked walking in the room. She saw Marissa was out like a light. Giving her a quick kiss on the forehead, Julie left the room.
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"So she's like the only girl I've ever introduced to my parents," Seth told Ryan, explaining his complex relationship with Summer.
"Uh-huh," Ryan nodded, trying to understand. Then all of a sudden, the phone rang. Seth went and answered it.
"Hey! Um...hang on a sec," Seth said putting a hand over the phone. "Ryan, you wanna come to a party, should be real wild, ladies...drinking?"
"That's okay," Ryan said shaking his head, "You go, I'm just probably gonna pack." Marissa was going to come by later, at least that's what he hoped, he left tomorrow morning. "Okay...Summer? Yeah, I'm coming, yeah real funny you are, of course I'll pick you up," he said, turning his attention back to the phone.
"Well, I'm gonna head out, tell my parents, see ya," and with that Seth left.
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"So just sign these papers," Sandy said handing the papers to Ryan. "So I'm officially property of the government?" Ryan asked glancing at the papers.
"I'll do the best I can, okay? Sandy answered truthfully.
"Well thanks for all that you've done, both of you," he said signing the papers and thanking his guardians for the past two days.
"Your social worker is a real nice lady, she'll come by in the morning to...you know," Kirsten said jumping in, trying to make the situation better.
"Thanks," Ryan said rather bluntly and with one last wave, he left to go to the pool house.
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Ryan was having trouble sleeping. He knew what it was; he couldn't go with some strangers and live with them. Sure the Cohen's were strangers, but he felt like he knew someone there, oh yeah...Marissa. He got quite angry at the mention of name, she said that they would hang out, but she didn't come over, but then again neither did he, so he couldn't really be mad at her.
He knew he couldn't do this anymore, so he got out and put on a pair of pants, grabbed his jacket and backpack, and taking one last look at the pool house, he left. He should've left a note, he didn't want the police looking for him, and then getting in more trouble than he already was. He went back in, found a piece of scrap paper and pencil and wrote a quick note to the Cohen's.
Thank you for everything you have done, I appreciate it very much, but I don't want to impose anymore. You have a great family, and I wish you a good life, but please don't waste your time and send anyone looking for me, I'll probably be long gone.
Thanks again,
Ryan
He left it on the bed and headed out. But before he could, he had one last stop.
'Tip', "Marissa," 'Tap', "Marissa". After a few more of those, Marisa finally stirred in her sleep. To the sound of his voice, she sat up. She saw rocks being thrown at her window. She went to the window and saw Ryan, backpack and jacket on. "Ryan?" she said surprised.
He motioned for her to come down. She nodded and came down. Once she was face to face with him, she started to speak. "I'm so sorry I couldn't come, my Mom was keeping me locked in, and she thought I was still sick..."
Ryan interrupted her, "Wait, when were you sick?"
"Oh...um, my mom thought I was sick, she's kind of a drama queen, wanted to send me to the emergency room," Marissa recovered. She couldn't tell him that she had skipped one of the most important events of Newport just to spend the night with him.
"Okay, well I just wanted to say bye, so bye," and he turned around.
"Wait!" Marissa practically shouted and turned him around. "What?"
"I...I think I'm gonna go...out of Newport..."
"And back to Chino?" she questioned.
"No, just...out...anywhere, just not here," he replied.
And without even thinking, Marissa spoke. "I'm coming with you."
Ryan's eyes widened. "Uh, what?"
She hadn't realized what she said, but repeated herself, more confident this time. "I'm coming with you."
"What? No, I didn't come here to convince you into coming with me; I just wanted to say good-bye."
"You wouldn't have come here just to tell me bye, you want me to come with you...so I'm coming with you," she said.
"Marissa you have a life here, you can't just leave it, you'd be leaving too much behind," Ryan told her.
"You left Chino, you didn't leave anything?" she asked.
"No, Chino was...terrible, you have a good life, not like me."
"You think my life is good? I have friends I don't like, my parents fight constantly, I mean I have...I have nogood memories of my childhood except..." and stared at the ground shyly, "...except...my first kiss."
"You remember that?" he asked shyly, surprised she had remembered.
"How could I forget?" she told him, blushing.
Her cell phone started ringing and interrupted the awkward, but peaceful silence. She rolled her eyes but quickly went up the trellis. Before she got all the way up, she told Ryan to wait. He nodded and she went in and answered her phone. Ryan tried to listen to the conversation on the phone. He could only make out a few words, see other people
...it's not fair...me or you...trip.
A few minutes later she came out, with a duffle bag, a jacket and car keys. "Let's go," she said dangling the car keys in his face.
"Marissa, what about your parents? I mean I left the Cohen's a note...a note?"
She whipped out her cell phone, "I'll explain it to them later...in the morning."
"Running away isn't the answer," he said. Marissa gave him a look.
"Works for you," she deadpanned.
Ryan had to admit, she was right. But he couldn't do that to Marissa, or her family.
"I'm still not sure though, I wish I could, just me and you, but we can't..."
"Ryan, we can..." she interrupted him, getting closer and closer, "But the question is do you want to?" she asked. With her free hand, she brought it up to his choker and pulled it on it, bringing their heads together.
Then something provoked them, weather it was her wavy, sun streaked hair blowing in the wind, or his blue eyes shining along with the rest of the stars, something provoked them.
Now their noses were touching, Marissa finally closed the gap, tugging on his choker until their lips met. Their tongues were refreshing to the other's mouth. Marissa let go of the choker and wrapped her arms around his neck, tightly, putting their already close lips, even closer. Ryan felt the resistance melt away like ice cream left out in the sun on a hot California day. 'Mmm...ice cream', he thought, her tongue was just like ice cream, smooth and fulfilling, tasted just like it did four years ago.
They both felt like they were thirteen again and kissing someone for the first time. Suddenly it wasn't night anymore, it was day and they were thirteen, with the red robin singing its melodic song, and the squirrel chewing on its nut in the branches.
They continued to kiss passionately until they were out of breath. They pulled back and Marissa looked at Ryan with those penetrating eyes, Ryan panted, "I want to...I want to." She smiled and pulled in for another kiss, and her knees went weak again, but she felt his arms wrap around her waist to hold her up. They pulled back again; Marissa smiled, grabbed her duffle bag off the ground, took his hand and led him to the car. "Me too, me too," she whispered into his ear.
A/N-So what do you think? I had fun writing this chapter. Did you expect this was going to happen? I have an idea where I'm going with this, but since they're both 17, not sure how this idea is gonna work out. So as you can see, I'm not heading into the model home. The next one should follow their 'adventure', have any ideas? And also how should the Coopers react, and the Cohen's? Should Ryan and Marissa come home or live on their own, happily? I kind of like the idea of them living on their own. The other characters aren't really important, like parents or SS, just fillers, just major RM. Any ideas would be helpful, I write what you guys want, and so I hope this made up for the last chapter.