Disclaimer: I do not own HSM! I know...it's sad...

AN: Ok, this chapter is called "Dreams" because they're about dreams that ryan and troy have after they fall asleep at the end of chapter 7. The last thing troy thought about when he went to sleep was ryan...the last thing ryan thought about before he went to sleep was troy...so they dream about each other...i don't know about you, but that makes sense to me! enjoy!PLEASE REVIEW!

Chapter 8: Dreams

Ryan's Dream

I was lying in bed after helping my mom in the kitchen. My eyes were closed, and I was thinking about Troy. Then, I opened my eyes, and he was outside my bedroom window. I opened it, and let him in. We stood there in the dark, barely able to see each other. We were silent. We both knew that words wouldn't help the moment, they'd only ruin it. Troy leaned in and kissed me hard. We walked over to the bed and sat there. Troy took off his shirt, then mine. Then, he stood up and took off his pants and boxers. Then he pushed me down so I was laying on my bed, and he tugged off my pajama pants. There we were, naked on my bed, and he was on top of me. He kissed me again, and I tangled my fingers in his hair, then moved him down and pressed my hands against his back so he'd never get away. He let his hands roam all over my chest, and with his thumb, he played with my nipple, teasing me, and I moaned. Then Troy moved down, kissing my chest, my nipples, then down to my stomach, and he licked my belly button. I moaned again. Then he came back up to my face and kissed me lightly. He sat up and quickly spun me around so I was on my stomace. He layed down on top of me and I could feel him hard against me. He kissed the back of my neck, then sat up, and grabbed my hips and lifted them up. I took that as a signal to get on my hands and knees. He still had his hands on my hips, and he leaned over so his lips were just touching my ear, and he softly whispered, "I love you."

Then, he sat back up, gripped my hips tight, and pulled me back towards him, and I could feel him inside me. I moaned and panted loudly, as did he. He moved me back and forth, slowly at first, but sped up, clenching my hips tighter. Then he let my hips go, and he began moving his own hips back and forth at a slightly quicker pace, and we were both practically screaming each other's names. He slowed down until he got to a slow and comfortable speed, and kept going until we both came, then he slowed down even more, continually, until he stopped, even though neither one of us wanted him to. I collapsed down on my bed, face buried in my pillow, and he collapsed on top of me. He rolled off of me and I turned and looked at him and said in a light whisper "I love you, too."

Never in my life was I more angry to wake up.

Troy's Dream

After I got off the phone with Gabriella, I went for a walk. I decided to go to the basketball court in the park--where Ryan and I shared our first kiss together. I saw my basketball in the grass. I could tell it was mine because it had my initials on it. I picked it up and decided to shoot some hoops. After about two minutes, I heard a soft "Hey." I turned around, and there stood Ryan. I walked over to him and attacked him with my lips, kissing him all over. We were going crazy. We walked over to the grass and layed down, still all over each other. We ripped each other's clothes off until we were naked. Ryan was on top of me now. He kissed and licked all over my chest and stomach, then he went lower...he was giving me a blow job! I arched my back and raised my hips as I moaned. My hands tangled in his hair as I moved his head back and forth to my pace. I kept moaning and screaming his name, and I tilted my head back, arched my back even more, and moved my hips furiously, trying to get away, but terribly unsuccessful. Ryan grabbed my hips so I couldn't be let go. I was glad he did, because moments later, I came, and moaned one more time, panting afterwards. I whispered, between gasps for air, "Ryan...oh, Ryan...inside me...inside me, now...please..."

And Ryan turned me over by my hips, and I was on my hands and knees. Immediately, he was inside me, pushing as hard as he could. I moved back and forth at his speed--opposite the way he was moving-so he would be pushed inside me even harder and deeper. I came, and it was white-hot and blinding and I felt dizzy. It was against my own will, though, because he came, too, and that meant that we had to stop and recover.

Right then, I could hear my mother's voice. "Troy...Troy, wake up."

I angrily came out of my perfect fantasy. It was already Saturday, and it was 1:00 in the afternoon. I got up and took a cold shower.

While standing in the shower, I thought about the dream. Was that really how I feel about Ryan?

Just after I got out of the shower, Ryan called. I walked into my room in a towel and answered the phoe, glad to hear that touch but sweet voice say "Hey Troy. What's up?"

"Oh, nothing." I said. "...just got out of the shower. You?"

"Nothin'" he replied.

I wanted to tell Ryan about my dream, but I didn't know what he'd think. Breaking my train of thought, Ryan said "You know, I'm the only one home right now..." It was too perfect.

"Really?" I said, excited.

"Yep...wanna come over?"

"Duh!" I said. I told him I'd be there in a few minutes, then I hung up and got ready.

Troy's P.O.V.

Wow...what a dream that was! It felt so real! I wish it was real. I want to make love to Ryan, and I want him to make love to me. I hope it'll happen while I'm at his house!

It's so strange that I'm in love with him. I mean, when I was straight, I was sure that I'd never fall in love...any girl who liked me just wanted to be with me because of my popularity. I also never would've thought I'd ever be gay, but I am. And what's weird is that I turned gay because I was falling in love...with a guy. It's amazing how someone can have their entire future planned out, then one little thing happens--like a school assignment--and all your plans change.

Ryan's P.O.V.

I'm so glad that I'm the only one home, so Troy and I can make that little fantasy I had come true! It would be amazing if Troy did all those things to me! Maybe I'll wear a t-shirt and sweats-something that'll be easy to take off.

I never would've guessed I'd be so lucky as to get someone as perfect as Troy to fall in love with me...