The Story Of A Beautifully Torn Heart, Maybe Isn't So Torn After All

Belle's POV

I awoke the next morning tightly wrapped in Ryan's arms, wedged in between him and the wall.
"Uhhh...Ryan move over." I moaned.
But he didn't answer.
"Ryan! Come on, Move over." I whispered a little louder this time.
This time he mumbled something, but i wasn't able to hear it.
"Ryan? What did you just say?" I whispered in his ear.
"I said I love you to much to move over." He grinned.
"You Jerk! Your not asleep!" I playfully shoved him.
"No, I'm not. I've been awake for an hour. I didn't sleep at all.
I was to busy thinking all night." He said.
I looked into his eyes, Bags were under them from lack of sleep.
"Ryan! What were you thinking about all night long?!" I exclaimed.

"Ummm....nothing in particular, Just things..." He acted as if he was hiding something.
"O-Okay then...." My voice trailed off.
"Well umm...I'm going to get something to eat. Want anything?" He asked, getting up out of bed.
I shook my head. "No thanks Ry, I'm not hungry." I replied.
Nodding his head,
He got up and left the bunk area.

"That was weird" I said to myself.
"Hey Belle...Still being weird and talking to yourself." Brendon giggled as he climbed into the bunk.
"Yes Brendon, I still am talking to myself." I rolled my eyes.
"Hey! Cheer up kiddo. Would it kill you to smile?" He asked.
"Maybe it would, maybe it wouldn't." A small smile crossed my face.
"There, that's what everyone likes to see." He reached over and hugged me.

"HEY! Get away from my girlfriend!" A voice screamed.
"NO!" Brendon yelled back as he attempted to contain his laughter.
Footsteps could be heard, stomping there way over.
"I said get away from her." Ryan stuck his hands on his hips.
Brendon shook his head and grinned, then hugged me even tighter.
"That's it!" Ryan lunged into the bunk.
Flying at me and Brendon, He grabbed Brendon and threw him out of the bunk.
"Bitch please." Ryan stuck his tongue out.
I could tell by the sound of his voice he was trying his hardest not to laugh.
Like, Who could actually be serious around Brendon?

"Ry-Ry! You're going down!" Brendon got up, and leaped on his band mate.
The two rolled around, and wrestled on the floor for a good 5 minutes before I had to interfere.
"Okay, Okay! Break it up you too. And Brendon,
I would like to have my boyfriend back if its alright with you."
Laughing, Him and Ryan stopped wrestling.
Brendon got up, and walked to the front to go play Guitar hero...Figures.
Meanwhile, Ryan walked over and wrapped his arm tightly around my waist.
"Have I ever told you that I love you?" He whispered in my ear.
I nodded my head and smiled.
"Well, every time I say that, I really mean it.
I love you more and more each and every day."
"Awe Ryan...That means so much to hear that." Wrapping my arms around his neck, I lightly kissed him.
It was quite cute too, He smiled into it.

"Jesus! Break it up you too! You realize we ALL have to live on this bus!" Jon gagged,
"Fine...We'll just go somewhere else then." I took Ryan's hand and went to the back room.
"Ooo...The back room." Everyone giggled.
"Fuck you, Shut up!" I exclaimed as she shut the door to the giggles outside.

No one's POV

"God! Those kids can get so annoying." Belle rolled her eyes.
"Yes, Very annoying. They need to get a life." Ryan smirked as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

- Out In The Front -

"Hey...I wonder what They are doing in there." Brendon whispered.
"Ohh, Who knows.....Actually...I don't even want to know." Spencer shivered.
"Oh they aren't that gross...I hope..." Jon gagged once more.
"GUYS! LETS GO SPY!" Brendon exclaimed, being the nosey self he is.
"Ohh! KAYY!!" Spencer got a huge ear to ear grin across his face.
Quietly tip-toeing, Brendon and Spencer made their way over to the door.
Reaching out, Brendon grabbed the handle and opened it.
Squinting and covering his eyes to what was inside....but there was nothing.

"WHAT THE HELL!" He shrieked as he stormed in, Over to the couch.
"Fucking hell...THEY'RE SLEEPING! They are so stupid!" Brendon sighed, and left the room.
Leaving Spencer on the floor in hysterics.