Flashback Part: 13
(Steamy Romance, fluff.)
[Hilary and her company are in 3rd Year, Medicine, in Florida.]
Year 2016-17: Fest.
The auditorium was large, enough to accommodate 1000 people. Large stage with fresnel spotlights of various colors, par cans, flood lights, cyc lights glittered in enigmatic beauty, bewitching everyone, with stunningly prepossessing dances that were performed and revealed. Large acoustic sound wall systems, banners, baffles, acoustic clouds helped in the loud music that was echoing in the hall, deafening everyone with cheers, and it was followed by loud applause, hollers, squeals for repeating the hip hop dance that was performed by Final year seniors's dance troupe once more. The name being, Dazzling boys.
Seats went up with multiple galleries till it felt like soaring in sky. There were two rows on each side with six seats in each column. Stairs lined up in the center The stairs were left idly empty as an aisle at the centre which itself was a vast space for All's-Dance-Time later in end. All's-Dance-Time was an inevitable event of any fest and no one was exempted from participating in it. Everyone has to dance if they are in hall or else they couldn't be allowed in the hall. This was the last part of the fest before the announcement of winners of dances and other competitions was made.
Hilary chuckled secretly as she heard the senior most commentator commenting their troupe name. Delia's face gleamed from the lights that reflected and flickered, making almost everyone look pink or green or something entirely else- sinister or bewitching.
"Mawha, thought you knew it, dazzling girl." Delia said mischievously high.
Margot grouched, "When is the next dance of 3rd years!"
"Whao, patient buddy!" Hilary said cheekily.
It was the last day of fest, and everyone, girls were dressed either in black and red and boys were dressed in white and black suit that included white shirt, black coat and formal pants. Hilary dressed in a red silk top with straps on her neck which was v shaped, short sleeved and ended just below the belly with a knot in side of waist, a circle of skin revealing. To match with, she wore black skin tight jeans and wedges. Her hair had been straitened till her back waist with few curls hugging at the ends. She left them plainly open wearing a thin red hairband in her hair which looked stunningly gorgeous on her brunette locks.
Margot dressed in the same way except that her top was black and knee lengthed, with red buttons on one side of center. Delia wore a red full sleeved shirt and black jeans.
The girls looked appealing and gorgeous.
Currently, they were hooting and squealing along with other girls and boys of their batch for the dance that was being performed.
The boys of Final years performed once again and their damn breath taking moves which were whim and enthralling made everyone even more holler in joy.
Ryan along with other boys stood in aisle, forming a good crowd- unlike girls- who were standing near their seats. Hilary noticed how Ryan was squealing and he absolutely looked lively, joyous and damn inviting. He was dressed in the dress code that was allotted and his black locks were unruly and still, banging on his forehead as he once again clapped heartily at the break beat.
"Aha, Hils, look at the stage, not at Ryan." Delia whispered in her ear and Hilary's nerves jolted. She felt a tickle.
"Gah, I'm not looking at him. I was thinking why the boys are out of their places," Hilary chuckled with an impervious blush.
"Tch, it seems like-"
"Shut it, Deles," Margot flung her arm around Delia and they shrilled once again along with the huge crowds as 3rd years made their way on the stage."
"Damn, is this a couple dance or what!" One of them screeched in excitement.
"Wow!" Margot smiled in amazement.
"Girls like you!" Delia mentioned, "I love this damn song!".
It started with a beautiful soft music before the lyric started.
The boys on stage started to dance with stupefied moves and everyone's eyes weren't even blinking for a second. The girls group stood aside on the stage waiting for their parts. All of them were dressed in loose T shirt and skintight black tracksuit.
"I can't believe, they would do on this song," one of them commented,
"I feel like joining on there," One of the guys mentioned with a giggle.
"Oh c'mon, where's Cardie's part now," Delia whined.
"It will come," Hilary said non-plussed as she couldn't stop admiring the dance.
"Wowww!" Girls squealed once again in an ear piercing sound and the girls troupe on stage took the lead and they begin their alluring moves and twisting their bodies.
The flashlights of phones got on on their own without a doubts, meaning huge praise and they swirled their hands with phones.
Hilary whistled in amazement causing many to look at her. She flushed a bit, nonetheless whistled again along with other girls. The boys squealed as well.
It was a wonderful dance show and everyone had adrenaline bursting through their veins. Couples were already together, squealing together and competing with each other, giggling and hollering. They stood either on the aisle or on any side of rows, no one minded, but many were singles and few pretended to stay away still. The music was driving the eardrums insane and no one gave a damn to lower the applause and whistles.
Slowly, other dances continued and till then a few girls stood near their seats, others watched in just silence, little tired. Many boys moved from the aisle to their seats, and there seemed a little decline of the enthusiasm they had in the start.
An hour passed and the dances were coming to an end. The drinks were served and everyone's gorging was seen. Hilary noticed that Ryan didn't moved an inch and except he drank some water, he didn't indulge in any drinking. He sat peacefully, clicking on his phone, talking in his own way to other guys around, kindly rejecting their offers on drinks and giggling softly at their comments. Hilary looked away casually and headed along with Delia and Margot at the backside where drinks were lined up and served. She traipsed closely from the boys side, willingly not looking at Ryan.
Since yesterday, she has been waiting for this day to arrive and since yesterday she had not got a chance to speak to Ryan. That was hurting a little but she pretended to be totally enjoying the dazzling performances and the music blasting. It all felt so fake though.
And now since Ryan was respectfully staying in apparent boys row, and was still making no attempts in walking towards her, saying her a hi or smile, it felt nostalgic and she felt a sharp pain jolt through her nerves occasionally with the start of every song. It was all those songs which she devoted and loved hugely.
She met Ryan a few hours ago on his floor in hostel when she was rushing with Margot and Delia downstairs to reach to a-kilometer-away auditorium and she crashed against him in front of his door and their keys fell and gradually got exchanged, which none of them noticed. Before anyone of them could say anything, Delia nudged Hilary playfully, Margot hurriedly dragged the other two.
Hilary smirked in maudlin as they sipped their drinks making a heavenly feeling enter them. There was still little time left for All's-Dance-Time. Hilary expected that at least Ryan to see her even in that time, and feeling the aura of joys of tonight vanquish, she was embracing this sadness with wine entering excessively inside her.
He's got huge vanity. She smirked.
The All's-Dance-Time was starting and she still felt the jittery feeling teasing her, she kept a sarcastic and sardonic smile tugged on her face as she made her way with a uncaring attitude out of the auditorium. Unknown to herself, Ryan noticed. She has been waiting secretly since the start of the night event and as destiny had it decided, Ryan didn't got a single chance of meeting her or saying her a hi. As much as Hilary loved music, Ryan's passion was even deeper. He has been mumbling the lyrics of the songs through his soul and singing them and tapping his feet in urge and feels. He indeed was busy in enjoying the dances and smirking his heart out at the moves. He himself wanted be part in the performances but just as he wasn't feeling physically too fit to handle those extra times practicing, he reluctantly gave up.
Ryan wasn't ignoring her, though he indeed was enjoying the dances and couldn't even text Hilary since his battery and network were dying. He had in his heart decided though that just like all times, he was gonna dance with Hilary at All's-Dance-Time and he was as well waiting for this, so that others, as they do, don't mistaken before All's-Dance-Time that he and Hilary were couple, much just how Hilary hated and she didn't think about that.
Ryan was whole lot sober and he felt a thrill of wronging when Hilary plodded and tethered out. The dance had started and much to his worry and apprehension, he walked out of the blasting music filled auditorium. He heard "No one compares to you" starting as he left. He searched her out in campus and gardens, dialed her, but no avail. He sighed.
What's wrong with her...
He thought about where she would have gone plausibly.
He gave up and was tired after searching for her, he headed to hostel building to get some sleep. He was hungry as well, so he took some sandwiches on way from stalls.
He headed to his floor and sauntered towards his block and reached for his floor and then, his door. He examined the keys and shook his head when the realization dawned upon him that his keys was with Hilary and they got exchanged. However his door seemed ajar and he hitched. How come the door was unlocked? Pushing it softly, it opened. Much to his startling and fortuitous hopes, he saw a delicate figure lying on the floor in front of his bed. Lights were shut off and he quickly closed the door and opened the lights. Crouching down. he guessed it correctly that it was the very person he has been searching for.
Hilary lied on her stomach, a hand rested on by her entire head, clutching her only possession, her phone.
Ryan was taken aback by this scene. He shook her gently, "Hilary, you awake?" He called her but it seemed that she was apparently unconscious and drained.
He shook her a few more times and finding no avail, he sighed. He removed his black coat and set it aside. He lifted her carefully and much opposite to his thoughts, she was light. He carefully placed her on his bed and sighed with a small groan.
She must have landed here mistakenly. Poor girl, seems she's tired.
Ryan smiled and made an attempt to take up the sheets and cover her. In the moment, Hilary slightly stirred up and her eyes examined in the bleary state at him even though she was tipsy. "Hey, you okay?" Ryan asked with a caring smile.
Hilary didn't answer and kept staring him with narrow accusing eyes, accosting him with questions unsaid.
"If you're sleepy, just sleep now," Ryan smiled once again. He didn't fail to notice the squirm of emotions tangling in her eyes and some sort of accusation she was holding.
"What's it Hils?" He asked worriedly in a consoling tone leaning a little towards her from his standing pose near the side of bed.
"You're mean," she shot childishly.
Ryan blinked and thought for seconds, "Uh, sorry." He didn't know why was she confronting him. Still he didn't want her to worry anymore.
"Ha, so easy, isn't it? Sorry." She shot darkly, mimicking his sound of saying "sorry".
"Hey, relax. Will you? Now tell what happened?" He sat on the small bedside table and peered over her. She turned her head slightly with a scowl. Hilary never behaved like this in front him though Ryan wasn't too uncomfortable at this. This was an honest opening. He wanted to know.
"Why? You care?" She growled at him, her actions seeming inane a little. Ryan sighed, "I care, Hils." He tried smiling and a tired smile crawled.
"Really?" She narrowed her eyes. Ryan smiled admirably at her innocence and blinked heartily at her with a small grin, implying 'yes, I do'. Hilary's doubts washed off at that little action and she smiled at him back, blinking at him in the same way, huffing cheekily at him. He laughed softly. "Now just stop thinking too much. Sleep." He patted on her head.
"No wait. Sit here with me. Keep talking," she demanded happily.
Ryan rolled his eyes, nonetheless complied.
"Why did you leave? Drank too much?" He asked. Hilary was still lying and she turned fully words him. Ryan was fine sitting on the small bedside table. "You were busy and I was bored," Hilary said honestly, still a smile on her face tugging because she was contended that Ryan was with her at least now. And that feeling was more than enough and satisfying.
"Sorry, my battery was almost dying." He turned to plug off his phone and showed that it was dead. Hilary looked at the phone whilst Ryan was thinking if she'd believe.
"But you could have come and said a hi, at least." She pouted.
"Sorry sorry," Ryan held his ears and and bowed a little. Hilary giggled and placed an abrupt pat on his back.
"C'mon, sleep now, I'm sleepy." Ryan attempted to get up but she held his hand and softly stared at him, an ever joyous smile filling her face. Caught in the moment, he stared back at her. He held his emotions very well and his face was just like how it was, holding a question and curiosity of what it was.
"Promise you'll not leave me," she said shyly with a beautiful smile.
Ryan nodded simply, "Promise." There was no such smile but he meant it and it was understood by the personable seriousness on his face.
"Promise you'll respect and protect our friendship." She said loudly with enthusiasm.
"I'll; promise." Ryan smiled and freed his hand and sat on the table once again. Hilary held both of his hands, "Promise, you'll respect my decisions,"
"I'll, I'll never accuse them." There was no hesitation, he meant it.
"Promise you'll not scold me ever," Hilary asked childishly with puffed cheeks.
"Did I ever scolded you?" He asked inquisitive.
"No, but still." She said intuitively.
"Promise " he smiled promisingly.
"Promise you'll always stay by my side." She asked without a pause, a little unsure if he'd not be jaded by now.
"I'll." Ryan nodded, "I'm always there, don't worry. Now stop asking and sleep," Ryan appeased her.
Hilary smiled, convinced. Ryan got up.
"Ryan..." she called out again.
"Hmm?" He turned. "Where are you going?" She asked.
"I'll change out into something comfortable. I'm here only. I'm not going anywhere, sleep." He said warmly.
"Give me the goodnight kiss then." Hilary smiled at him, hope written on her gorgeous face.
Ryan rolled his eyes and a jolt of euphoria gushed through his veins but there was no way anyone was sensing it. He sauntered towards her, smiled and placed his palms on her sides on bed and leaned before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. As soon as he did, he felt her perception, that her smile faded, replaced by some ardent unrecognized emotion. He pulled himself back but Hilary squeezed his wrist and told indirectly not to go anywhere. She made an effort quickly to wrap her hands on his neck before he retreated and pulled him. There was so much on her face, he felt wrong to leave her like that. A voice inside him squealed for him to stop saying that he was taking advantage of her. He wanted to know. But his senses felt it so wrong to stop from what she wanted ardently to do now.
She pulled him towards her face until their lips met in beautiful slowness and still, eyes gradually shutting; she was calm and serene. Ryan himself was not at all hesitant but his entire body tensed up with shooting abrupt emotions. Forgetting everything, he ignored each and every force that stopped him and kissed her heartily, sinking in her ocean deep lips. A little tryst was made, and it was soft, light, whole-hearted, no dominance, just the unrecognized love fluttering between the two. Ryan felt no restrain, and Hilary poured her heart out. Untipped, unexpected, it went to another level involving tongues against against each other. Bit by bit, they got accustomed to each others' tastes, accepting it sensually and with controlled exhilaration. His mouth tasted her inebriated flavors of mouth which he never touched. It already send tipsy feels in him. The foreign feels were pleasing them beyond a point of rapture and exaltation. A thrust of jolt streamed through their nerves. Continuing with softness and care, he embraced the moment. Hilary's fingers entrailed in his hair, clutching in urgency, both of them drowning in ocean of rhapsody and elation. Their lungs went to point of bursting with the nonstop constancy of devouring each other, greed, overflow of hormones and scarcity of air. It was just the rush of wind teasing their skins, the silence beautiful, the air cool and serenading, the moonshine glowing upon them. It was a priceless moment.
He pulled away for a breath, so did she felt the need as well. Still, he kept his face close, smiling at her in appease and hint of glee. Hilary looked at him in admiration, no traces of blushes, but utmost satisfaction. Tranquility touched on her face, she lovingly took his hands and intertwined and kissed his fingers. Ryan's eyes baffled and retrospected deeply. Hilary, do you want me to stop abstaining and love you tonight?
He smiled at her sweetly, in his own cool way of appeasing her, "I'll just get changed," he finally stood from his leaning and crouching position.
Hilary nodded respectfully.
He pulled out an olive green loose T shirt and black tracks and went inside washroom. He shut the door of washroom and kept the clothes in the tiny rag. He heaved a breath, gasping at his own self. What have I done...
He felt an ocean of guilt slapping him. I shouldn't have done. Hilary was not sober. I was. I took advantage of her?
He questioned himself. He pinned himself against the wall, just couldn't stop thinking.
He wiped his fingers against the forehead and sighed. Should I tell her tomorrow what happened... No... She wouldn't have ever wanted to do what she made me do. It would embarrass her. I'll not hurt her. I'll keep her promises true, always.
He tried to convince himself that it was neither his, nor Hilary's fault. A demon teased and accused him for his feelings as love for Hilary. But he was wise and strong enough to ignore it easily.
He changed, and strode out confidently.
He noticed that she was soundly sleeping and he smiled looking at her. I'm not some stupid freak to get squirmed and cringe out.
He walked to another side of the bed. I'll sleep on my side of bed. As loyal he was, he turned on his side and slept peacefully, never turning towards her, giving her privacy, protecting her faith in him she'd asked for.
The next morning, he'd woken up early, satisfied to find himself on his side of bed and Hilary sleeping still. He showered quickly and prepared light meals and set it in a tiny table and putting two chairs around.
A towel hung round his neck. He stood at a distance, staring at Hilary, wishing she would wake up. A minute later, fortuitous to his wish, she woke up with a curious and inquisitively doubtful face. She remembered now that she landed in his room and fell on the floor.
"Had a good sleep?" He asked.
"Did I came-" she sounded stupefied.
"You mistakenly came in my room. You drank too much. I told you to sleep on the bed when I saw you, and you did." Ryan explained with a little lie.
Hilary flustered. "Go, get fresh," Ryan pulled out a new tooth brush from a pack and handed her. She was blushing uncontrollably at his gesture. "I've got breakfast ready, let's eat it. You must be hungry,"
Hilary nodded submissively. She took the tooth brush, and headed to washroom.
She came out after few minutes, seeming fresh. She sat with him and they had the breakfast peacefully silent.
Questions came in her mind shouting and shooting.
Somehow, she wasn't angry with him like she was last night. She didn't remember an event and a moment of her in his room. She felt relaxed and glad with him.
"When did the party ended?" She asked.
"2 a.m" He answered, "You got the keys exchanged mistakenly. I returned at nearly 12 and saw you."
"Did I d-disturb you?" She asked.
"Nah, you were sleepy." He answered.
Hilary nodded, seeming to accept his answer.
They ate peacefully. "Thanks so much, Ryan. I don't deserve this much-"
"Hey, it's really okay. We're friends. Remember?" He smiled.
She nodded gladly, admiring him to skies in her heart. Such a sweetheart.
"Hilary..." he said her name. She broke from her reverie and looked at him, Ryan easily catching her that how cute she looked, "I mean, you trust me, don't you?"
Hilary didn't doubt him a bit, she nodded eagerly, "I do. I can always trust you."
Ryan for a second thought to tell her everything what happened,
"You're a good-hearted person, so nothing can make me doubt you. Nothing." She emphasized the word 'nothing' with such a trust and feeling that Ryan didn't say anything.
Ryan nodded ignorantly and kept eating.
"Uh," a sudden thought came in her mind and she stood up with wide eyes.
Ryan frowned. "I forgot. Delia and Margot. They'll ask me where I was!" She looked horrified. They badly teased her with Ryan and Delia shipped them both live. Ryan understood her fears, "Its just 8 o'clock now, they must be still sleeping. You may return to your room secretly. Just tell that you returned late last night and they were sleeping when you did." Ryan suggested. The idea was mind-blowing. She smiled in hilarity.
"You're so clever." She mumbled, "I'll leave then, Ryan." She smiled. He nodded and handed her, her keys and she tiptoed with slow steps to her room.
Much like Ryan predicted, they were sleeping dead to the world, and she got to her bed, attempting to sleep back. Thoughts of Ryan and her previous place hit her nostalgia. It felt so good, though.
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Delia woke up at ten, feeling a hangover hit her hard. She saw the girls were sleeping. She didn't remember anything about Hilary. She showered and attempted to wake the other two occupants of the room.
Hilary woke up quickly and Margot ignored and woke up a lil later.
The girls got fresh and prepared some meals for themselves and ate it. No one spoke anything, feeling the tiredness of yesterday still radiating around.
"The party was damn awesome." Delia smirked.
"It indeed was," Margot took a deep breath.
"Yeap," Hilary agreed.
"You missed us Hils; Delia danced with Ralph." Margot winked, "He was damn hard flustering to ask her." She giggled.
Delia looked away, ignoring.
"Deles?" Hilary looked at Delia.
Delia understood what Hilary was thinking, "Ralph is our Junior, and there are more couples in our Juniors than the rest of the college. That explains."
"Interested?" Hilary asked briefly.
"Are you serious?" Delia looked in incredible manner.
"I just asked." Hilary shrugged.
"Just before Margot says, I'll summarize: I was asked by Daniel first, Jack second, some random guy from Interns, and then finally Ralph was decent in asking. I agreed. And no one said that All's-Dance Time have to be a couple dance. There were many singles. I was happy with myself." Delia said, "I can't help if guys flirt so persistently. I'm gorgeous, I know".
Delia giggled.
Hilary chuckled and nudged Delia before hugging her. Margot laughed as well.
"We should find someone for you soon, just like how Hilary found one for her." Margot teased. Hilary flinched. "Who are talking about?"
"As if we don't know your feelings for Ryan." Delia rolled her eyes.
"Girls, I told you we are not speaking of this. Please..." Hilary rolled her eyes.
"You can't hide from us. We are your closest friends" Margot said. Even though Hilary confessed before them in the start of First Years, she later moved on and lied to them there was nothing as such, and the nascent ambiance just tricked her. She consistently made them believe and tried that she and Ryan were just FRIENDS. But they were far from believing.
Delia got up and placed a finger on her chin, "I'll find a guy for myself. I'll see. And I'll tell you, girls" Delia was confident.
"I can imagine anyway that one day," Delia said with a smirk, "You'll have uncountable children with Ryan."
Hilary florid flustered and her nerves shot an electricity through her body. She got up running to catch Delia, "What are you even saying! Argh!"
Margot bursted in laughter. "No, Hilary is not strong that much. Two or three will suffice." Margot commented with laughter. Hilary was fuming in anger right now, "Ryan knows that lot of children will drag her away from him."
"Shut up, you pervs!" Hilary hit Margot but Delia escaped with a victorious giggle.
She slid in the washroom.
"Chill up, Hils. We all know you love him." Margot smirked, moving away carefully though.
Hilary gave up and thumped on her bed.
"And one day, Ryan proposed Hilary in front of Seniors and Dr. Ark, daring to interrupt the old hag's lecture..." Delia continued. Hilary ignored, but still scowled.
"Ryan stood on his knees, held Hilary's hand and confessed his undying love for her and they kissed!" Margot completed in satisfied loud squeal. The girls clapped for Hilary, "Everyone also clapped and showered petals of roses on them."
Hilary sighed, not responding to them, "Well, I think you're done." Hilary stood up, heading to kitchen, not looking pleased.
Delia looked worried at Margot, "Is she okay?"
"I think she's not fine." Margot said. Delia looked more worried.
Margot understood what the matter was, Hilary still doubt if Ryan will accept her, and that they assumed and said, that's just cool when said and thought but it hit hard when she realized that it was hard to turn it into reality.
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The next day at the campus, a never-ending lecture like a rant was going on, speaking about bone tumors. Hilary was listening it with full attention, seated in the farthest row on the first bench. She was taking down the notes quickly.
"Hilary, slow down," Margot whispered. She didn't reply.
The Professor continued the rant until the tumors died down and the bell clamoured.
"Phew, finally. He could have slowed down, give us a rest." Margot commented on professor.
Hilary didn't answer and picked her bag and hung it and strode out hastily towards the next Microbiology lab.
"Why is Hils not speaking to us?" Delia said to Margot, frowning in Hilary's direction.
Ryan wore his apron and headed towards the lab on next floor.
"Hey Ryan," Delia called.
"Hey, is the lab starting so soon?" He asked.
"No idea. Did you speak to Hilary?" She said.
"Uhmn, yeah. She wished me in the morning." Ryan said with a shrug.
"Oh,"
Ryan walked out and reached to the lab. He kept his bag amongst the crowd in the rag and stood in his place. His allotted spot was opposite to Hilary, thanks to the coincidence of their roll calls.
Hilary was reading her notes and she didn't see Ryan standing.
"Hilary," Ryan called. She flinched out of her trance of reading and stared at him baffled, "What?" She spoke impulsively and a bit rudely .
"Sorry, I think I disturbed you," Ryan raised an eyebrow.
"No no, you just shocked me. What is it?" She tried to smile.
"You okay? Why aren't you talking with Delia and Margot?" Ryan shot straight.
"None of your business," she said calmly and continued reading her notes. Ryan shrugged, he was aware of this side of hers, which was slightly rude, straightforward and unruly sometimes.
After an hour of experimenting and identifying the bacteria on slides after staining, they walked towards the rug, the general pandemonium flowing, and picked their bags.
"Uh, can you give me your Surgery notes for a day?" Ryan asked her suddenly before she'd disappear.
Hilary took out her notes immediately and handed him. "By tomorrow's class." She said and left. Ryan sighed.
The girls might had some fight. Hilary seems down.
After the representative send the group message that the class after lunch is cancelled and it basically gave an implication that they had 2 hours to spare.
Hilary sighed as she read the message. She didn't go for the lunch. She just waited for the class of three o'clock. She made her way intuitively to Library and showed her card. Much to her surprise, Ryan was already seated in the Library reading her notes and referring the text.
She ignored and took a seat at the farthest corner and opened her notes to start reading. None of them exchanged any words or looks, just continued reading under the chilled up aura of usual library and the sounds of turning pages could be occasionally heard. An hour later, Ryan got up, went to Hilary and without a word, handed her notes to her and turned. He stopped for a second, "Thanks for the notes."
Saying nothing else, he walked out. Hilary kept staring at him. She sighed and held her head in hands. Undoubtedly, it hurt her to see Ryan this way, giving her the privacy to stay alone and in the process being not around her, and ignoring her.
It isn't his fault. Its Margot's and Delia's fault. Why am I being rude to him?
She walked up, took her books and quickly strode out.
"Ryan, wait." She called. Ryan turned. She was slightly panting.
Ryan frowned at her, "Did I loose a sheet from the notes?" He asked.
"No no, I mean." She stopped and groaned slightly, "You're so fast." She said with nervousness. How was she suppose to say sorry, how blatant it would sound.
"Whatever," he rolled his eyes, "Let's go for the lunch," he understood her apology and he turned and continued sauntering,
Hilary sighed with a heave and followed him.
A/N: I've waited so much to post this chapter ever since I wrote it. I adore these two so much, I think this was one of the rare chapters of actual romancing XD
This was the point where Ryan had caught Lupus already and was unaware, that's why he didn't participate in dances/performances. After what happened, that night between them, he begun developing and realizing romance feels for Hils. He wanted to say her soon but he was still thinking, introspecting, and trying to cope up health later.
These two were perfect with each other, I still wish they could be together...XD
Next Flashback will be the last one, more focused on Ryan's personal life and holds many answers to your later questions ;D I would have wrote about his health going down and sufferings, but I just couldn't write his sufferings.I will tell that later in normal chapters briefly. You'll see ;D
If you've NOT noticed yet, I've mentioned suspicion that should have come in your minds regarding Nyhan. I mentioned few chaps back in AN. He lied (small lies or?) at few places. Noticed? (Chap 39- three lines of phone conversation between Tyson and Nyhan.) Also, I really hope you guys remember what Nyhan said and talked with Hilary when he FIRST met her (Chap 26). Because all what he said IS really important, just saying.
I lost someone dear to me last year because of Lupus. Ryan was slightly based on him. T.T
Review, :)