You're Right That It's Wrong To Spend the Night Alone

**RYAN'S POV**

I watched silently as Jon and Pete swung their hands between them, laughing and talking quietly.

"Ryan?"

"Hm?" I turned around.

"Are you okay?" Spencer looked worried.

I nodded, still silent.

"You're sure?"

I nodded again.

"Okay, well...We're going to head back to the bus, okay?"

I nodded.

"Ry, could you say something? Please? Just stop nodding."

I sighed softly but didn't nod, or say anything.

Spencer sighed back. "Come on."
He took my hand and led me back to the bus.

"Ry-ry?"

I looked up from my book to see Brendon looking down at me. "Hm?"

"Are you okay?"

I kept my face emotionless. "Yeah."

"You sure?" He sat down, wrapping his arms around me.

I nodded, nuzzling my face into his neck, and resting my hands on his chest.

"Ry?"

"Hm?" I whispered again.

"Please tell me what's wrong."

I sighed. "Nothing's wrong, Bren. I promise. Okay?"

Brendon sighed back. "Okay." He paused. "Can I ask you something?"

"Obviously."

"What do you think about Martin?"

"Johnson?"

He nodded.

"He's a good guy. And really cute, too...He's really talented. I've got nothing bad to say about him." I frowned. "Why?"

"Cause...I was thinking of asking him out."