Chapter 1 - You're Coming Unglued - Ryan Ross

“Do you like horror movies?” Spencer asked as he put a disc into the dvd player.

I nodded in return.

Truth was, I absolutely hated movies that made me jump. When I was little I used to have terrible insomnia.

“Good, cause we rented The Grudge.”

Joy.

“Ryan, I have no idea how to work this machine.”

Ryan and Brendon were getting popcorn and drinks from the kitchen.

“I taught you how to use it last week. How do you forget things so fast?”

“I don’t actually know.”

I let out a loose laugh at this scene.

“Hi dollface.” Brendon said as he jumped into the seat next to me and handed me a drink.

“Thanks.” I smiled.

After Ryan had finished setting everything up him and Spencer sat down, Ryan sat next to me and Spencer sat in the chair as the advertisements started to play.

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We were halfway through the movie and my left hand was clutched tightly in Brendon’s hand.

Another scene in the movie made me jump. My right hand grew a mind of its own and reached down and grabbed Ryan’s hand.

I hadn’t even realized what I had just done until I felt a light squeeze from Ryan’s hand that held mine, and the feeling his thumb tracing circles on the back of my hand.

The feeling of my hand in his was so different from my other hand in Brendon’s own hand.

I can’t even describe the feeling.

How can someone get this feeling with a simple and probably insignificant touch?

Maybe it was the fact that we were watching a scary movie and Brendon was holding onto my hand for dear life.

But I don’t really think that’s what it is.