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Horrible!verse part 2/? - Chad & Ryan
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Horrible!verse part 2/?
This is basically the normal teen-angsting: "oh no, I ruined something nice" and all that. It's a pretty safe chapter. :P



Title:
It's a Boy Thing

Author: [info]princess_aleera 

Words: 1244

Fandom: High School Musical

Warnings: Bad language, mild violence, pre-slash, BAMF!Overprotective!Sharpay

Spoilers/Rating: HSM 2/ PG-13 for language

Diclaimer: Nope, I don't own HSM or Disney. Rub it in.

Characters: Ryan Evans, Chad Danforth, Sharpay Evans, Taylor

A/N: Sharpay decides to be a BAMF and confronts Chad.


 

ETA: This story can be read by itself, or as part of the Horrible!verse. This is part 2.


  

 

 

It's a Boy Thing


 
 


 

"What the hell are you doing?!" Chad yelled.


 

"Uhm," Ryan licked his lips nervously. "Kissing you?"


 

"Why the hell would you do that?!"


 

"Because I hoped you would kiss me back, maybe?"


 

"Why would I? I'm not a fucking fag!"


 

~*~


 

Turns out, you can't die from shame or quiet self-hatred. If you could, then Chad Danforth would be attending his own funeral right about now.


 

He hadn't talked to Ryan at all since that day. Which was pretty weird, since there had been over two weeks, and school had started up again. Every single day, the two of them would meet in the hallway. And every single time, they would look stubbornly in a different direction and refuse to acknowledge each other. Well, maybe it was more Ryan moping, Chad fuming. But whatever, who took tabs, anyway?


 

Taylor, it seemed. "What's up with you and Ryan?" she asked Chad one day, completely out of the blue. "Have you been fighting?"


 

Chad was taken by surprise. "No! I mean, no, we haven't. Why?"


 

Taylor shrugged. "Dunno. You just... act weird around each other, is all. You got along fine in the summer, and now you won't even say hello."


 

"Trust me, it's a boy thing," he assured her. Yup, cos nothing is more boy thing than making out with a dude, a little voice whispered in his head. Chad really hated that voice.


 

~*~


 

"Chad Danforth!"


 

Students yelped and got out of the way of the fuming steam of pink that was Sharpay Evans.


 

"Sharpay," Chad nodded calmly, and hoped she couldn't hear his heart beating like a war drum.


 

She narrowed her eyes dangerously. "What did you do to my brother."


 

"Nothing!" he yelped, and that was a confession as good as any.


 

Sharpay's eyebrows rose. "Oh, you did not, Danforth."


 

"Please," Chad whispered, "not here!"


 

"Fine," she snapped and grabbed a hold of his college jacket. She dragged him off into a nearby closet. "Now. Spill."


 

"Why should I tell you? He's your brother, go talk to him!"


 

"Chad Danforth, watch your mouth," she sneered. "And he won't talk to me. So you're gonna tell me what happened. Every. Single. Thing."


 

Chad groaned. "Fine. We were in the showers after the game, I asked him why he didn't do baseball at school, he said it would interfere with his drama stuff."


 

Sharpay rolled her eyes at the words 'drama stuff', but waved for him to continue.


 

"Then I asked him if he was feeling all right, and then he jumped me out of nowhere!"


 

"Jumped you?" she asked suspiciously. "How."


 

"Well, he," Chad gestured vaguely. "He, you know. Kissed me."


 

Sharpay sighed, annoyed. "Oh, wow. He kissed you. Big deal. Go on."


 

Chad looked at her. "Big deal? Of course it's a big deal! I'm straight! It's kinda weird when boys I know starts kissing me out of nowhere!"


 

"Oh, so it's happened a lot, then?" Sharpay asked her fingernails, whom she was carefully looking at.


 

Chad glared at her. "No. Just this once."


 

"Seems you're not quite the hottie you think you are," Sharpay said. "Now, tell me. What else happened.


 

"Nothing. I left the locker rooms, and when I got back, he was gone. We haven't talked since."


 

Sharpay gave him an Ice Queen- stare. "Danforth, you're lying. My brother's been in sulk mood for over two weeks, and it would take more than that angsty little story of yours to get him there."


 

Chad fidgeted. "Well, I- might have said some... bad stuff."


 

Her eyes narrowed. "What. Stuff."


 

"I- I asked him why he kissed me. He said, 'because I was hoping you'd kiss me back'. And then I-" Chad took a deep breath and braced himself. "IsaidIwouldn'tcosI'mnotafuckingfag."


 

Sharpay blinked once. Twice. Then she took a step forward and slapped Chad right across the face. "I am not finished with you, Danforth," she sneered. Then she turned on the heel and slammed the door behind her.


 

Chad stood motionless, feeling somewhat better than before. Something with him getting what he deserved.


 

Or maybe he just liked to torture himself.


 

~*~


 

"Ryan, I need to talk to you."


 

Ryan slammed his locker shut to find Chad Danforth standing beside him. Chad Danforth, who hadn't spoken to him in over three weeks. Chad Danforth, whom he'd had a ridiculous crush on(but that was long gone, yessir), and who had called him a fucking fag and bolted when Ryan had told him how he felt. Well, Ryan hadn't actually told him as much as actually kissed him, but anyway.


 

"I have nothing to say to you," Ryan said with as much cold in his voice as he could muster, and turned to leave.


 

Chad held him back. "That's cool, cos I have a lot to say to you."


 

One part wanted Ryan to leave. Don't break open fresh wounds, it warned him. The other part, however, wanted to stay and listen to Chad. Well, that part always wanted to listen to Chad, so Ryan wasn't really sure what the best course of action would be.


 

Chad decided to take that as an invitation, however, and started talking. "I'm sorry, okay? I mean- it was really shitty for me to react like that. And I didn't mean to say that you were a- you know."


 

"A fag?" Ryan said helpfully.


 

Chad seemed to shrink a little. "Yeah. That. I didn't mean it."


 

"But I am, aren't I?" Ryan shrugged, and tried to keep his cool. Even though he could feel the layers of bandage around his heart slowly wear down, and start aching all over again. Told you so, the mean part said.


 

Chad winced, very slightly. "Yeah, but I don't care. I mean, love's love, right? Or something. I just, I kind of freaked, you know? I mean, you weren't exactly subtle."


 

"Subtle isn't the Evans way."


 

Chad snorted a laugh and touched his cheek gingerly. "I noticed."


 

"What's that?" Ryan nodded at Chad's chin, where a red bruise was developing.


 

"Your, eh. Your sister doesn't like me very much at the moment. To be honest, I'm kinda agreeing with her, though."


 

Ryan gaped. "Sharpay hit you? I don't believe it."


 

"Well, believe it. Cos it fucking hurt," Chad muttered.


 

"And you calling me a fag to my face really didn't." Ryan could have slapped himself. He was supposed to stay cool, dammit.


 

Chad flinched as though he'd been slapped again. "I am sorry, Ryan. I really am. I'll never do that to you again. Please believe me."


 

I do. "I don't. And why do you care, anyway? It wasn't like we were best pals or anything. You've got Troy back, I've got Sharpay, no need for us to stick around each other."


 

Chad had the decency to look hurt. Well, tough luck, Ryan thought, even as his stomach churned with guilt.


 

"I miss you," Chad said quietly, not meeting Ryan's eyes. "I miss hanging out with you."


 

"Yeah," Ryan sighed. "I miss that, too. But I guess I blew that one, huh?" And he smiled sadly and walked away.


 

Chad stood there for a moment longer, panic-struck. Not at their horribly awkward conversation. Not at the way their companionship may have ended permanently, or that Ryan had walked away from him.


 

It was that in that exact moment, when Ryan had walked away from him, Chad had only thought of one thing.


 

And that was how incredibly beautiful Ryan was.


 

~*~

 

Feedback that doesn't involve "I hate you" are love? :S
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From: (Anonymous) Date: June 22nd, 2011 04:06 pm (UTC) (Link)
I almost could've killed you when you ended part one on such a sad note, but now, I feel pretty hopeful. :3
princess_aleera From: princess_aleera Date: June 22nd, 2011 04:20 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh dearie. You have read the warnings for the later chapters, right? Because if not, you should do that right away.

And yes, I have previously been threatened with bodily harm because of my endings. Glad you like itXDD
raadlaee23 From: raadlaee23 Date: July 24th, 2012 05:00 am (UTC) (Link)

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