-- Ryan's POV --

So, I saved Troy from Gabriella, and then we went to the kitchen.

"Lovely, would you like something to drink?" He asked me, taking a water bottle out of the refrigerator.

"I'll have whatever you're having." I said, standing next to him. He grabbed another water bottle, and we walked out to the living room where Taylor and Chad were sitting in front of the TV, Chad's arm around Taylor.

"Dude, I got her back!" Chad said, smiling. Taylor smiled, and kissed his cheek, and he turned his face, and kissed her lips.

"We'll leave you two lovebirds alone." Troy said, taking my hand, and we walked back upstairs.

We opened the door to our room, and we walked inside, closing the door, and locking it. Troy flopped onto my bed, so I flopped on his.

"Hey, you were supposed to get on here with me." HE said, looking over at me, with puppy dog eyes.

I shrugged, ignoring him. He got up, and sat on top of me, straddling my waist, and pinned my arms down next to my head, and kissed my nose.

"You gonna punish me now?" I asked seductively, and he nodded, starting to kiss my neck, my weak spot. I let out a soft whimper, biting my lip. He kissed my neck some more, then went up my jaw line, and nibbled on my earlobe, me letting out another soft whimper.

"You must like this, huh." He whispered into my ear. I nodded, and kissed his lips.

"Ryan?" He asked, pulling away.

"Yeah? Something wrong, cutie?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Ryan, will you be my boyfriend?" He asked, kissing my nose.

"R-really?" I asked, shocked.

He nodded. "Please say yes."

"Yes, I will, Troy."

He grinned, and kissed my lips softly. I flipped him over so that I was on top of him, and kissed him hard. He kissed me back with equal force, and I felt his tongue run across my lips, asking for entrance. Gladly, I opened my lips, allowing his tongue to trace the inside of my mouth. I massaged mine against his, and he let out a soft moan, and put his hands on my hips, and began lifting my shirt up. I pulled apart from him, and helped him take off my shirt, then I pulled off his.

He suddenly pulled away, and looked at me. "I-I'm not ready for this babe…" He said, his voice quivering.

"It's okay." I said, ruffling his hair. "Don't worry about it." He smiled, and kissed my lips again, rubbing my sides softly.

I pulled away, glancing at the clock. 12:32. It read.

"Jeeze, when did it get so late?" I asked him, yawning, and realizing how tired I really was.

He glanced at he clock. "We better get to sleep."

I nodded, and stood up, and walked to my bed, and laid down, closing my eyes, giving into sleep.