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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 2, 2009 21:21:20 GMT -4
Ryan laughed as the two of them exited the dance hall. He slipped his arm gently over her shoulder. "Who said I was implying anything other than enjoying the company of a pretty girl?" An eyebrow quirked in question as he tilted his head in her direction and continued to steer her towards the dorms. "And as for me being scared.." He said leading her up the stairs before pausing to slip the key in the lock. He pushed the door open letting her begin to step in the room, his hand slipped to her hip, holding her in place as he leaned forward pressing his lips to her ear.. "You have no idea who you're messing with." A soft chuckle could be heard falling past his lips as he guided her the rest of the way into the room letting the door shut behind them with a quiet click.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 2, 2009 21:30:13 GMT -4
Following him out of the hall, Della grinned, a bit flustered as he casually slipped an arm around her. Writing it off as one of those random friend cool casual random moments, she smiled again, trying to keep silent as they walked into the boys dormitories. There was no dorm advisor in sight, which was a very good thing. They reached the room he shared with Cayden and she waited for him to unlock the door. Della's eyes widened as his hand slid down to hold her by the waist, immediately feeling the heat rise in her face again. "You just won't stop, will you?" She asked jokingly, trotting inside and kicking off her heels as she flopped down on his bed nonchalantly.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 2, 2009 21:33:35 GMT -4
He chuckled quietly and leaned against the door crossing his arms over his chest. "Sure don't." A smile stayed plastered over his features as he pushed away from the door and towards where she was sitting. With even less grace than Della he plopped down on the bed beside her, reaching across to grab his guitar. Not taking his eyes off Della his fingers began sliding over the strings slowly strumming out a quiet bluesy song. "What is it you wanted me to play for you?"
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 2, 2009 21:37:54 GMT -4
Della rolled her eyes, tugging the bottom of her dress down more so that she was covered better, lying down on her side and propping her head up to watch him play. "I'm not sure, what do you want to play?" She replied, tilting her head a bit and smiling as she watched him start to play.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 2, 2009 21:42:44 GMT -4
Ryan began tugging at his lip ring again with his teeth. Music.. was personal for him. He usually never played for anyone. Ever. His shoulders shrugged slightly as he continued to play. Momentarily his teeth relented and released the metal as a smile tugged at the corners of his lips and his fingers began finding the melody of "One man drinking games." (ohhh name drop) Without too much thought his lips began moving but the sound was almost inaudible over the guitar as he sang quietly.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 2, 2009 21:51:01 GMT -4
Running the hand that wasn't keeping her head propped up through her blonde hair, Della watched Ryan's expression, wondering why he looked so strained from her watching him. The expression vanished as quickly as it had appeared, leaving her to doubt that she had even seen it. He began to play a song by Mayday Parade, one of the bands that she was seriously in love with, and Della tilted her head a bit, wondering why he was singing so quietly. "Sing louder, you have a nice voice." She said softly, a smile glowing on her face.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 2, 2009 21:53:58 GMT -4
His chuckle interrupted his singing as she told him to be louder. Clearing his throat slightly he raised his voice as he lowered his eyes to the strings his fingers were sliding against. If there was ever a time that Ryan Glintz was shy.. it would be when he was playing music in front of someone. His eyes stayed trained on his strings until he strummed the last cord of the song. Taking a slow breath he let his blue eyes slide back up until they locked with Della's own blue eyes.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 2, 2009 21:57:35 GMT -4
Della listened as he played, watching his fingers glide over the strings. He seemed a bit nervous, but she had no clue why he would be. He didn't seem like the type who felt nervous ever. Closing her eyes, she smiled as he finished the song, opening her eyes to look into his happily. "You're really good." She murmured, smiling again softly.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 2, 2009 22:00:07 GMT -4
He sat the guitar back in its spot by the bed and leaned back against his pillows, using one of his arms to hold his head up enough to look at Della as she propped her own head up. A soft smile slipped over his face, not his normal cocky, arrogant smile... but a real one. "Thanks," He said just above a whisper. He cleared his throat a little loudly and glanced around the room. "So... what now." His head tilted to the side as the soft smile slipped into something more mischievous.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 2, 2009 22:31:40 GMT -4
Della grinned happily as he put his guitar down, watching him as he smiled. She noticed it wasn't the usual 'I'm an ass but everyone loves me anyways' smirk, and made a mental note of that. As he asked what they should do next, Della raised an eyebrow, wondering why his smile was slowly morphing into a mischievous grin. "I don't even want to know what you're thinking now." She muttered, laughing softly and then shrugging. "I don't care. Whatever. Just don't try anything stupid." She warned, laughing again quietly.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 3, 2009 8:47:22 GMT -4
The silly smirk stayed on his lips as he glanced over Della's small frame. "You're probably right about that, love." He paused a moment as if thinking. "Ladies choice since I'm not allowed to try anything... stupid." He laughed quietly as he crossed his arms over his chest.
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 3, 2009 17:34:10 GMT -4
Della laughed, shaking her head and tugging the bottom of her dress down more so she was covered better. "Perv." She teased, sticking her tongue out at him jokingly. "Well I have no ideas. Try to not be perverted for a second, and give me some suggestions. Then I'll choose from whatever suggestions you give. That way it's like we're both choosing, but neither has to make a huge, complicated decision." She suggested, a grin on her face as she rolled over onto her back to stare up at the ceiling and wait for a response.
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 3, 2009 17:46:11 GMT -4
He laughed quietly and twisted his body so he was hovering over her face slightly with his own. "Me? Not be perverted... tough..." With his trademark smile ever present he pushed her hair off her face softly. "We could go to the beach? Or stay here and watch a movie? or some tv. We could go back to the dance. We could... make out?" Upon mentioning making out he leaned back to avoid the swat she was sure to throw his way and laughed. "I tried."
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Post by cleansesong on Dec 3, 2009 17:50:14 GMT -4
"Tough? Pfft!" She responded, rolling her eyes as she shook her head. "Thats a laugh." With a soft laugh, she listened to his responses, raising an eyebrow and reaching over to whack him at the last suggestion. "You wish!" She joked, rolling her eyes again. "Is that really all you've got? No other ideas? Thats pathetic!"
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Post by stupidkiid on Dec 3, 2009 17:52:06 GMT -4
"Of course I wish. Why do you think I brought you up to my dorm room all by our lonesome, huh?" Quiet laughter fell past his lips as she insulted his ideas. "Well miss original, what do you propose we do?"
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