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frckryan:

Somehow, someway, Ryan managed to remain put and allow herself to grow comfortable within the situation. The idea that she is fully capable of withstanding a conversation like this and not a simple kiss truly baffled her. It was immensely confusing, really. But, the incident that occurred days ago was what brought the two to their current position. Things really do happen for a reason, then, and that very concept was just proved.

Her elbow nudged the lad beside her, feet rhythmically tapping against the ground sediment, “Hey, you’re not an asshole. Not the biggest one, at least.” The brunette’s gaze dropped to the earth once again, digits currently tangling into the noir hair accessory formerly resting upon her wrist. “No! Some people are really good at hiding stuff like that.. Like super good. Haven’t you seen those typical romance movies where the guy has loved a girl for years and doesn’t actually admit it until they’re like.. old ‘n stuff? That probably doesn’t happen in real life, though..”

Rose lips upturned into a gentle smile; one so rare that its only evident at certain periods — this obviously being one of them. “I mean, if we ran off into the sunset, we’d be going into the ocean, you know that, right? We’re on an island, Ben. The most we could do of that sort is stay on the shoreline and watch the sunset together like in movies and all that..” Her shoulders rose into a mere shrug, falling lightly as Ryan’s gaze then diverted back to the lad. “How do you want it to work, since the whole ‘running off into the sunset’ thing isn’t a plausible choice here.. ‘Cause, really, both of us most likely don’t want to jump into a relationship or anything; that’d be a little too fast, you know? I guess I’m just trying to say that for now, I’m content with just knowing you feel the same. — Unless you totally want to run away and get married right now, ‘cause I’d be totally fine with that. You’d just have to deal with my other two wives.” There she goes again. Ryan could never remain serious. Throwing a joke or two in a conversation is purely upon instinct.

"Oh gee, thanks Ryan." Ben laughed shifting slightly to better his comfort. he and Ryan were sat close to each other yet he struggled to hear her. "I'm not a big fan of the mushy love stories, they make me feel sick." He definitely needed a drink, his previous consumption of alcohol was losing it's buzz. It was a reason to leave, but only briefly, part of the man want his phone to buzz with a new dare or truth that came with a good enough reason to excuse himself and disappear for the rest of the night, another part of him want to just hold Ryan and kiss her like he had nothing better to do.  "I don't know. The whole relationship thing would be too fast I agree." Ben began to pick at his nails, he hadn't been a relationship for a few years now, he wanted too, but his past always acted as barrier causing him to stick with one night stands just to get an easy fuck. He didn't want to do that with Ryan, so he wouldn't. "I think we should see what happens." Ben smiled, watching the way she just listened to him. "And maybe one day we could run away and get married!" He joked preferring to joke about it. "So how are you finding the game? Fun, right?"

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                                              Confessional #2

"Urgh, here we go again, right?"

"So what could have happened in the space of two days that could possibly interest all of you viewers?" Ben sighed, he was again, hung over. "Well since the party I’ve spent most of my time with Ryan or getting drunk because most of the squad are in relationships now and only have time for their gf’s or bf’s so it’s whatever." He rolled his eyes making it obvious that it wasn’t just whatever. He missed his friends, but he didn’t want to waste his time waiting for them. “So Ryan and I went hiking and we found this weird statue like the ones on easter island and she called it Greg.” Although Ben knew no one was home he still looked around, just to make sure. “I was thinking about asking her on a date when we get back, but we’ll see how that goes.” He winks and laughs clapping his hands together once. “But the bonfire, oh wasn’t that a fun night. I confessed to Ryan about how I felt and guess what? She didn’t slap me or run away, no. She kissed me.” He laughed again, this time he sounds embarrassed and he hates it. “But anyway! That’s all you’re getting for now. Come back for my last confessional if you think it’ll be more interesting then this one.”

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frckryan:

So, this was her cue, right? Her cue to run away and just block this whole week out? What happens in Bora Bora stays in Bora Bora — well, the bad parts at least. The grumpiness, the negativity infecting the atmosphere, the awkwardness.. But not the good moments. Not the kiss, not waking up and seeing him first thing in the morning, not the squad trips that have happened and will happen more throughout the week; those are the memories she wouldn’t mind keeping and reflecting upon in the future. Oh, goodness. Can this get any more awkward? Seriously? Do they actually have to be doing this in public? Ugh. 

"I’m not going to slap you, Ben. Unless it’s like, something unimaginably drastic then I might have to."

Her knees were brought up against her chest, legs crossed in a comfortable manner as she remained quiet, simply to allow the other to speak. Saying that Ryan just “wasn’t good at moments like these” was the biggest understatement of the century. Sure, she’s had crushes in the past; everyone has. But, she’d always be the one to do her utmost ability to conceal her feelings and simply so so until she just let them go. That definitely wasn’t the case here. 

Here she was, gaze locked upon the male before her, features altering to fit the mood of the situation as she proceeded on listening in to what he was voicing. This was so foreign to the brunette. Never in her life had she been in a situation that required her to do such a thing. 

"Seriously? I, uh — Yeah." Don’t mess this up, Ryan. "I’m supposed to say something back like those cliche romance movies, right? Well, um.. I’m not going to hit you, first of all. But I just, don’t know what to say? This sort of thing has only happened once before, and even that stuff turned to shit but.. — Wow, this is so weird. Never knew you’d be such a sap, Ben." She was merely joking (hopefully Ben would be able to see that). But, it’s a good sign. Jokes and sarcasm for Ryan are either utilized a defense mechanism, or a method to lighten up certain situations. In this one, it was definitely the latter.

"So, is that it? Damn, I actually thought you were going to say that you’ve been madly in love with me for years. Bummer. But, yeah.. I kinda.. Sorta, maybe feel the same way.. Surprisng, right?"

He let out a sigh, it felt like he'd been holding his breath and it had began to burn his lungs. He expected his cheek to sting, but the feeling never came and to his surprise she hadn't ran away. The male watched the orange flames fade into a navy blue gradient as the fire crackled quietly to it's self, it was peaceful.  "Yeah, it's weird, huh? An asshole like me actually has feelings" He smiled, but the words felt heavy on his lips, the man had be in relationships before, but none of them lasted long all, but one that ended up breaking his heart and left a scar that was still tender to touch. "If I was madly in love with you for years, then you would already be aware of how I feel about you." Was it love? No, not quite, she gave him butterflies, cliche right? He thought, wishing he had a drink to hand. Maybe one day he might love her like, but the thought of it made him feel sick. "So now what? We take each other hands and run off into the sunset and live happily ever after." He chuckled trying to make the air around them feel thinner. "Because that's what the movies always suggest, but I'm guessing that's somehow not how it works... Not for us anyway."

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frckryan:

Nimble fingers continually fumbled in the female’s lap; heart racing at an evidently aberrant pace, but hey, that’s just one of the many perks truth or dare has to offer, right? She was scared, to say the least. The fear pulsing throughout the brunette’s system was unhealthy. Ryan could’ve said no to doing the mentioned dare, but she felt as if she’d somehow be ashamed, embarrassed to show her face, even. She was probably overreacting, but fear is what pushes you to do things you never thought you’d be capable of. Ryan then stood up, sensing dozens of eyes upon her as she walked over to the male sat a couple people away from her - since she decided upon staying beside Alaura the whole night - and took a seat between the lad and some other person she didn’t pay much attention to. This was it! If she said something stupid, like she usually does, she’d probably ruin the whole friendship and just make everything awkward like she’s done in the past with many others. It was a spiteful habit, but a habit she could not contain with a faint heart. Strike me with lightning, please. That’d be highly useful right now! All she desired to do was run. Run far, far away from all these complications and just… not.  "So.. Hi, Bean! What’s up? Having fun at this great game of truth or dare? I know I am!” She spoke, sarcasm dripping from her voice as she tried her best to stall.

                                                           "Ryanal-chan! hey!"

Ben hid his nerves with a simple smile, he was glad to see her, despite the fact that she'd been siting a few humans away from her. The last few days had been crazy, not because of the island, but with Ryan. If he was honest he would've never expected this - whatever it was - to have developed so much, the actor drew in a deep breath and glanced down at his phone. DARE: Tell Ryan how you really feel about her. What was the worst that could happen? She'd reject him and their  friendship would never be the same again? Shit. If he were completely sober this would be impossible, but the man could feel the alcohol cushion his brain and fizzy in his veins. He felt sick as he angled his body to her direction. Just be honest with her Ben. 

"So, I got this dare which is really a truth, but I just want you to know that you can slap me if what i say doesn't sit right with you, just don't hate me, hear me out." He paused to let himself get comfortable with what he was about to say. "So the dare was to tell you how I really feel, normally I would do this in private. When I'm completely sure of what I'm doing and I know it won't ruin anything... but that's not the case here." Ben stopped again, he could hear the chatter and random busters of laughter around them as him lifted his hand to rub his nose, it was a habit from his childhood.  "Ryan, I think I have genuine feeling for you - and I know I can be harsh and cold sometimes, but I don't mean it, it's just I don't know any other way to keep myself away from you... The other night when we kissed... I really liked it, you're a great kisser and today when we went hiking and a piece of your hair stuck to your cheek, you look gorgeous... Okay, you can slap me now if you want."

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                                              Confessional #1

"Hi, i'm Ben, I'm hung over and in need of a shower."

"So this is the first of three I believe." The male sniffed running his fingers through his hair. "These are going on the show, right? Erm, hi mom." He laughed despite the heavy pain in his brain. "For starters, thanks who ever chose Bora Bora, it's amazing here and everyone is here which makes it ten times better." He lifts a mug to his lips and sips the coffee filling it, this was his way of stalling. hopefully the producers would cut it out. "So we get here yesterday, after a long plane journey, where the majority of it was spent with a dead arm because Ryan's head weighs a ton. I managed to explored the bungalow a little bit before I tackled my jet lag like a pro." the sentence is followed by a thumbs up and another smile. "Then the party... Yeah, it was good, Fe turned up drunk, I turned up tipsy and then it started to get messy, Fe and I were drinking everything under the sun, then I hit the Jager with Sophia and then I got Ryan drunk on Tequila shots." He looks down at his phone and smiles at the twitter notifications from Ryan, holding his phone up to the camera he smirks. "Can you guys see this?" The phone is put back into his lap and his smirk disappears. "If you're all wondering what's going on between us... I honestly can't tell you, I think she amazing and beautiful and..." He pauses, smiling faintly at the camera as his fingers tap the mug in his palms. "But we're just friends and a drunk kiss between friends doesn't mean anything... right? I'm out." He reaches to the camera and stops recording.