Wild Child (my last fanfic)

It didn’t last much longer though. A couple more presents were shared and the party began to slow down. George’s wife left to put their daughter to bed, but he stayed and chatted, often with Paul. Rachel and Ryan were conversing, and from the looks on Rachel’s face it was pre-tty obvious they weren’t swapping recipes.
Lauren and Damian had run off together. Or so it seemed as neither were in the room. That was odd.
“They’re playing football.” Keith’s voice said, surprisingly close next to her. He’d obviously noticed the searching looks on her face. She turned to face him. He was grinning, quite mischievous at that.
“What are you thinking?” She asked slowly, a smile lighting her face as well. It was easy to catch into his mood.
He shook his head, “Oh nothing.”
“Nothing?” She echoed, her smile growing, “No thoughts about your sister and her boyfriend/band-mate alone together? No thinking about… spying?”
His eyes were laughing but his expression was that of innocence. Amy leaned in and said in a loud whisper, “I brought my camera.”

“KEITH HARKIN! What do you think you’re doing!?” A few moments later Lauren was chasing her brother around the small kitchen. A look of brotherly triumph on his face as he held the camera high over his head. He’d better not drop it, Amy thought rolling her eyes.
As the photo developed he handed it back to the happy couple. Both of whom blushed. Keith then sent that gorgeous triumphant grin to Amy, and it was her turn to blush. She felt oddly proud though, as though Keith’s beam was like winning an award. It was grand.
As the madness quieted down he handed the camera back.
“Thanks for that Amy, the idea and the camera.”
“The idea?” Amy laughed, “Oh the idea was in your head the whole time. I could see it. I just gave ya the hardware.”
“Could you?” He chuckled.
Without thinking she ruffled his not surprisingly soft blonde hair, “Aye, I could. Photographers eye, ya know?”
More laughter, “So that’s really what you do for a living? Photography?”
“Yep. It’s great craic, get to travel around, see the world. And I get paid for it. No downside.”
“That’s a good point. That would be a fantastic job. You must be very good.”
She blushed darker. He said it so simply, like there was no question of it. “I’m decent. No complaints.” She smiled a bit more, “I got some of the waves in Cali, if you want to see…”
“Very much.” He beamed.
She took out another camera, digital and looked for the right photos. Keith was looking over her shoulder, nearly bending as she was a bit shorter than him.
A couple of large wave pictures began to show up. People riding on the tides that pounded the shoreline.
“Woah.” Keith breathed.
“Fun, isn’t it?”
“Warm looking.” He added, laughter in his voice again,
She giggled, “Oh it was very warm. It’s California.”
He rolled his eyes, “I’m a little jealous you got to go. I seriously want to.”
“Who says you won’t? Someday, you never know.”
His smile softened, “I guess. I’ll find a way.” Mischievous again.
“I have no doubt you will.” She chuckled, “Try and keep it legal though.”
His laughter grew, and he pretended to cross his heart, “I’ll not go to jail for trying to get to California.”
She nodded, pleased, “If nothing works, I’ll invite you next time a job brings me there.”
His grin turned absolutely ecstatic. He reminded her of a 5 year old on Christmas morning. And in that same way it was infectious and she was beaming back pathetically.
She heard a cough at her other side. She turned, Ryan was giving her quite the impish smile. She raised her eyebrows.
“What?” He laughed, “I haven’t seen these photos either.” His eyes flickered to Keith for a moment. Amy caught it. She shoved him, and her blush didn’t help at all.
“Well, you have plenty of time to look. Were you thinking of leaving?”
“Do you want to?” He asked in reply.
She knew what he as thinking, that earned him another shove. Keith laughed, but had obviously caught nothing of their looks. Thankfully. Amy was in for teasing obviously. But how could she not melt a little under the gorgeous smile of the surfer boy that looked like a sun god. Besides, he was so friendly, he was the only one, aside from Ryan that she felt at home talking to. And she’d known Ryan for years. Keith, for a day.
“Am I going to see you again soon?” He asked innocently enough, on the surface at least. Ryan coughed again, trying to stifle a laugh surely. Amy giggled.
“I’ll be at Rachel and Paul’s Wedding…” She said slowly.
The 5-year-old beam came back, and she blushed. Was it that her presence made him THAT happy? Or was he just that happy normally? Or a bit of both?
“Great.” He said, “I’ll see you then, Amy. It was a pleasure to meet you.”
And then he hugged her. And oh my! She’d had plenty of guys hug her, sure. Never had it felt so firm, so sweet. Never did it make her heart beat like – like – She shook her thoughts away. Her mind scolding herself.
“N-Nice to meet you too, Keith.” She laughed awkwardly, as she pulled a way.
She moved to say her “goodbye” ’s to the rest of the room. Trying to avoid meeting poor Rachel’s eyes. She wished the teens a happy birthday again and moved to meet Ryan by the door.
As they pulled a way from the apartment Keith and Lauren stood on the porch waving. Laughing, Amy wiggled her fingers in a wave back.
Even with the windows rolled up both Ryan and Amy heard Keith’s last call.
“I’ll take you surfing sometime Amy!”
 
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She nodded, pleased, “If nothing works, I’ll invite you next time a job brings me there.”
His grin turned absolutely ecstatic. He reminded her of a 5 year old on Christmas morning. And in that same way it was infectious and she was beaming back pathetically.
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Haha...... I can just picture.......

Miss.SunFlower said:
Amy was in for teasing obviously. But how could she not melt a little under the gorgeous smile of the surfer boy that looked like a sun god.
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LOL. I love your descriptions.

Miss.SunFlower said:
“Am I going to see you again soon?” He asked innocently enough, on the surface at least. Ryan coughed again, trying to stifle a laugh surely. Amy giggled.
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Haha! I love this!

Miss.SunFlower said:
And then he hugged her. And oh my! She’d had plenty of guys hug her, sure. Never had it felt so firm, so sweet. Never did it make her heart beat like – like – She shook her thoughts away. Her mind scolding herself.
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OMG. MY best friend is like this. SOO much so. The first time a guy hugged her I heard about it for days....
 
sorry, this one is surprisingly hard to write, and I'm drawing it out for a while. Because this it. This is the end of a series I had so much fun writing. Kind of depressing.
More in anyways...


“Hush.”
“Hey, I’m not going to say anything.”
“Yes, you are.”
Laughter, “What can I say? You appear to have made an impression on him…”
Amy blushed. An impression? She’d barely just met him and he was certain she’d made an impression, “He’s just a friendly person.”
“I know that.” Ryan laughed. Of course he did. Keith was his band-mate. “But honestly…”
“Honestly what?” She asked, “What makes me an impression?”
He shrugged, “All I know is he’d been excited to meet you for a while. And by looks of it, you didn’t disappoint.”
Her blush deepened, “He had?”
“He had. Since I first mentioned you, almost.”
“Geez, Keith.” She murmured, looking over her shoulder with a sigh.
There was a silence then Ryan added, “So are you going to?”
“Am I going to what?” She asked, confused.
More laughter, “Go out with him–“
“WHAT!?”
“Surfing.” He added quickly.
She gave him a shrewd look, and his laughter grew. With a sigh she dropped it, “I doubt it.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know.” She mumbled, “But I mean we never set up a day or anything, and he doesn’t know my number, nor I his. So how would this work?”
“He knows my number.” Ryan said, with a wink, “and I, his. If you want it.” She sent him another glare but he continued, unphased, “And besides you’ll see him in two days. The wedding, you know.”
“True.”
He rolled his eyes, “Do sound cheerful about it, don’t you?”
“I’m not sure Rachel would want me there.”
“Rachel thinks you’re a sweetheart. She told me. After I explained everything, of course.” The smile left his voice, “She has a feeling..”
“A feeling?” Amy asked, confused.
“That V may make it to the wedding, still. She says she just knows her sister would be there, no mater what happened between, well between us.”
Amy felt guilt and hope fill her at once. “If that happens is she going to explain?”
“She told me that’s my job,” He said with an awkward cough, “She said she’d get her to promise to listen to me, though. Again, only if this happens.”
“How much do you trust Rachel’s feeling?”
“Not sure. They’re incredibly close, and I agree that it’s very unlike V to miss something like this.” He sighed, “I hope she does.”
Amy sighed as well. She hoped so too.

She did make it.
As the Maid of honor and Best man walked out first Amy easily caught the way Ryan was avoiding the woman next to him’s eyes. And she avoided his just as steadily. Amy had been concentrating to much on Ryan’s expression to notice much about what she looked like, so it was a shock as she turned to face the audience by the alter.
Ryan hadn’t been exaggerating, well not as much as she had originally thought. Vanessa WAS gorgeous. She had lovely, almost honey colored hair pulled into a tight bun, and while her dress was different, and a little more casual than the other bridesmaids, it fit her beautifully and made her look quite classy. Her expression had turned from a tight serious expression to a giddy grin as Rachel came down the aisle in the most stunning dress Amy had ever seen. Those two were defiantly close.
The wedding went like a blur. And at the most awkward time, the kiss, she remembered that Keith was present somewhere as well. Turning from the STILL embracing couple, she tried to locate her friend.
When he wasn’t located she sighed. She hadn’t really thought about seeing him, much less hoping to see him. But she couldn’t deny the disappointment that filled her in not seeing him. She had been right the first time, it was highly unlikely they’d see anymore of each other in her time there.
Amy looked again at the couple, and then at Vanessa. She was looking at Ryan. Her face slightly flushed but completely serious. Looking at Ryan, she saw him attempt to smile. No dice. Vanessa looked away sharply, only to meet her own eyes. Now it was her turn to try a pathetic smile, feeling guiltier than ever. Ryan hadn’t explained yet, hopefully he would.
As the celebration ended and everyone filed out she searched again for Keith. She didn’t find him. She found Ryan, however.
“Go find her.” She said firmly.
“I’m looking.” He replied sheepishly, he paused then mumbled, “What do you think of her?”
Aside from being completely rash, “She looks very pretty, and very heartbroken. Now stop talking to me and FIND her.”
Laughter, “Aye aye.” And off he went.

Amy followed him until he was lost into crowds of people talking.
“Oh, let this work.” She mumbled.
“Let what work?” A familiar voice laughed from behind her. She whirled around in more excitement than she had planned.
“Keith!” She exclaimed, tossing her arms around him. It hit her what she’d just done and she pulled away blushing awkwardly.
He was laughing, though a light blush was on his cheeks as well. Very light. “Happy to see you too, Amy. You seem surprised.”
“I didn’t think you were here! I didn’t see you earlier.”
“You were looking for me.” His smile was impish which went very well with it not being a question.
“It was nice to have someone else I know in the audience, you understand.”
“I do.” He chuckled, “Sorry about the lateness…”
She laughed, herself, “Trust me, I know all about it. At least you showed up at all, I rarely do that.”
“Miss a lot of family events, do you?” He said, his laughter growing.
“You know about that, don’t you?” She countered, “All the times I promised to meet Ry, but somehow stood him up.”
“He doesn’t mind.”
That was about the third time that had been said. Amy rolled her eyes, “I know that. It’s still embarrassing. I kinda wished I’d missed this time though. Things would probably be better that way…”
“Vanessa?”
“Yep.”
He sighed, still grinning, “It’s going to work out fine. Just you wait.”
“But-“
His finger flew to her lips. She blushed and shut her mouth.
“Ryan can be pre-tty persuasive when he feels like it, I’m sure you know that. And Vanessa still loves him. Combine those two factors and there is no doubt they’ll be together before the reception. Trust me.”
She looked in to his eyes, glistening with laughter. Nonetheless, he was totally serious and confident in what he said. There was no room for doubt. It would all work out fine.
And it did.
 
Great job Magsie-Chan! I love it :D Of course you want to delay everything you can because this is the last fanfic. Well, maybe you can write one what happened to all after this :D
 
When I first learned what pairing you were using for this story I thought you were insane. But it is sooooo sweet! You can write anything when you set your mind to it. Maggie, Look up copywriting stuff and see if you can publish this! DO IT! Sorry, I'm pushy about that kind of things but it needs to be done.
 
Ryan Kelly and Vanessa Brennon walked into the reception hall with their hands clasped so tight, Amy was quite sure their circulation was getting cut off. He was beaming from ear to ear and she had happy tears glistening in her eyes as she grinned. To an observer, THEY looked like the couple that just got married. Not to say the couple that had just tied the knot looked any less ecstatic. Maybe it looked like a double wedding.
Either way, it was clear everything had worked out perfectly. Rachel was able to split away from her husband to give her sister a warm hug. Ryan took that time to slip and reach Amy.
“You got her to listen?”
“Obviously.” He winked, “I was a little scared at first, she wouldn’t stop, and she was very good at countering.”
“Countering what?” She asked, confused, “What was there to counter?”
“She asked if I loved you.” He told her, smiling still.
She blinked, “You told her ‘no’, right?” His grin went crooked, “Right?” She stressed. Laughter. “RYAN! You didn’t say yes!?”
“I said it was an unfair question.” He replied. She buried her face in her hands.
“Do you have any idea how idiotic that was?”
More laughter, “Idiotic or no, I can’t say I don’t love you, Amy. Could you say you didn’t love me?”
“Of course not, Ryan, you’re the greatest friend I’ve ever had.” She sighed, “Did you at least explain why it was unfair.”
“Once she let me.” He chuckled. Amy sighed, a little upset with him. She supposed she should be happy it all worked out though.
“Who was letting you do what, Ry?” A voice Amy didn’t recognize said. Seconds later, Vanessa’s head popped over Ryan’s shoulder. Her face showed surprise, but no hurt. Well, actually, hurt, but not the kind she’d expected.
Ryan coughed, “V, would you like something to drink?”
Vanessa blushed, “Yes but I-“ Before she could finished Ryan slipped past the two girls.
There was a beat before both quickly said, “I’m so sorry.”
Amy laughed awkwardly and thankfully Vanessa joined in. “I really am, though.” She continued, “I nearly ruined both of your lives.”
“Oh don’t even!” She squeaked, “You ruined nothing! I was rash and stupid and I wasn’t thinking straight. I should have listened- I shouldn’t have thought. I almost broke my own sisters heart.” She gestured to Rachel.
“Don’t beat yourself up. What you makes perfect sense for what you saw.” Amy defended.
“And you have no right to feel upset about showing affection toward a brother you haven’t seen in a LONG time!” She said back.
She sighed, “What say we have a truce. We both have nothing to be ashamed of…”
“Especially now that everything has worked out.”
“Exactly.”
“Truce?” She beamed extending her hand.
She gave it a shake, “Truce.”
With a jolt Amy was pulled into a warm hug from the beautiful woman. A comforting nearly family-like gesture. She felt tears forming.
“It’s nice to meet you.” Amy added, as they pulled apart, “Ryan spoke a lot about you before, well, this.”
“He did?”
“First thing he said… after ‘I missed you’, of course, was ‘wait until you meet her’. I asked who he meant and basically got a rundown on every quality you possess.” She winked.
Vanessa turned a pretty red, “Geez Ryan.” She murmured.
It was practically the same thing shed said when Ryan had told her about Keith wanting to meet her. Keith! She’d lost him in the crowd when talking to Ryan and Vanessa. She scanned around for him.
“Missing someone?” Vanessa asked.
Without thinking she nodded, “Have you seen Keith? I was hoping to talk to him and I’ve lost him.”
“Keith, eh?” She asked, perfect eyebrows raised. Amy blushed. “No clue. You meet him at Lauren and Damian’s party?”
“Yeah. He’s very- very- nice.” She trailed off. Vanessa’s smile grew. A second later another woman stood beside her. Rachel. Beaming from ear to ear.
“Did I hear Amy and Keith’s names in the same sentence?” She giggled. It was sisterly teasing, and instead of embarrassed in the least, she was happy. Happy to be a part of it.
“I- He’s just a good friend, you know.”
Rachel and Vanessa looked at each other with raised eyebrows, “Isn’t that what you said about Paul?” Vanessa began.
“And you about Ryan?” Rachel continued.
“I think I see a theme.” They concluded.
Amy’s face was red, and it didn’t help as just then she was lifted up in a hug from behind, “Geez, Ames! Thought I lost ya!” Keith’s voice laughed.
She tried to contain her pounding heartbeat. “God, Keith! Don’t DO that! You scared me half to death!”
He laughed, “Sorry ‘bout that.” He turned his fantastic grin to the other two women “Hello Rachel, wished you and Paul the best yet?”
“Only about three times, Keith.” She rolled her eyes.
“No harm in saying it again.” He replied, “Ness, I’m glad to see you. Was worried you’d left for good.” Amy looked away in guilt again.
Vanessa cheerfully replied, however, “Oh, part of my heart’s in Ireland now. Can never leave it.”
“Glad to hear it.” He said.
Somehow, then, the two sisters had found reasons to disappear and Keith and Amy were alone..
“I’m glad to see you again, Keith.”
“I figured you were.” He replied. “Which is why I’m wondering… If you weren’t doing something, next Friday…”
It felt right then, like the whole room had disappeared.
“Do you want to go out, surfing you know? I’d love to take you out to the beach one of these days.”
Her heart pounded and she couldn’t think straight. Seeing Keith, and for once JUST Keith. Like-like a date. Well sure, that was fine if she were a local girl, someone he could see and date regularly. She wasn’t that type. And pretending she was would only hurt him, if he started to like her like that.
And if SHE started to like him like that. When she left it would hurt her too. She didn’t want to go through that.
But turning him down. That was impossibly hard. He looked so eager, and she knew inside she really wanted to go.
“I’m not sure.” She mumbled.
His smile didn’t falter, “You’re busy, then?”
Heck no, she wasn’t busy. What would be her excuse then, “Had some stuff planned with Ryan, you know. I’m not sure I’ll be able to get away.” She took a step back toward where said friend was.
As she moved to turn she heard him reply, that ecstatic grin shining in his voice, “I have no doubt you’ll find a way, Ames. I’ll be counting on it.” She couldn’t help but turn to look, just to see his wink.
 
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It didn’t last much longer though. A couple more presents were shared and the party began to slow down. George’s wife left to put their daughter to bed, but he stayed and chatted, often with Paul. Rachel and Ryan were conversing, and from the looks on Rachel’s face it was pre-tty obvious they weren’t swapping recipes.
Lauren and Damian had run off together. Or so it seemed as neither were in the room. That was odd.
“They’re playing football.” Keith’s voice said, surprisingly close next to her. He’d obviously noticed the searching looks on her face. She turned to face him. He was grinning, quite mischievous at that.
“What are you thinking?” She asked slowly, a smile lighting her face as well. It was easy to catch into his mood.
He shook his head, “Oh nothing.”
“Nothing?” She echoed, her smile growing, “No thoughts about your sister and her boyfriend/band-mate alone together? No thinking about… spying?”
His eyes were laughing but his expression was that of innocence. Amy leaned in and said in a loud whisper, “I brought my camera.”

“KEITH HARKIN! What do you think you’re doing!?” A few moments later Lauren was chasing her brother around the small kitchen. A look of brotherly triumph on his face as he held the camera high over his head. He’d better not drop it, Amy thought rolling her eyes.
As the photo developed he handed it back to the happy couple. Both of whom blushed. Keith then sent that gorgeous triumphant grin to Amy, and it was her turn to blush. She felt oddly proud though, as though Keith’s beam was like winning an award. It was grand.
As the madness quieted down he handed the camera back.
“Thanks for that Amy, the idea and the camera.”
“The idea?” Amy laughed, “Oh the idea was in your head the whole time. I could see it. I just gave ya the hardware.”
“Could you?” He chuckled.
Without thinking she ruffled his not surprisingly soft blonde hair, “Aye, I could. Photographers eye, ya know?”
More laughter, “So that’s really what you do for a living? Photography?”
“Yep. It’s great craic, get to travel around, see the world. And I get paid for it. No downside.”
“That’s a good point. That would be a fantastic job. You must be very good.”
She blushed darker. He said it so simply, like there was no question of it. “I’m decent. No complaints.” She smiled a bit more, “I got some of the waves in Cali, if you want to see…”
“Very much.” He beamed.
She took out another camera, digital and looked for the right photos. Keith was looking over her shoulder, nearly bending as she was a bit shorter than him.
A couple of large wave pictures began to show up. People riding on the tides that pounded the shoreline.
“Woah.” Keith breathed.
“Fun, isn’t it?”
“Warm looking.” He added, laughter in his voice again,
She giggled, “Oh it was very warm. It’s California.”
He rolled his eyes, “I’m a little jealous you got to go. I seriously want to.”
“Who says you won’t? Someday, you never know.”
His smile softened, “I guess. I’ll find a way.” Mischievous again.
“I have no doubt you will.” She chuckled, “Try and keep it legal though.”
His laughter grew, and he pretended to cross his heart, “I’ll not go to jail for trying to get to California.”
She nodded, pleased, “If nothing works, I’ll invite you next time a job brings me there.”
His grin turned absolutely ecstatic. He reminded her of a 5 year old on Christmas morning. And in that same way it was infectious and she was beaming back pathetically.
She heard a cough at her other side. She turned, Ryan was giving her quite the impish smile. She raised her eyebrows.
“What?” He laughed, “I haven’t seen these photos either.” His eyes flickered to Keith for a moment. Amy caught it. She shoved him, and her blush didn’t help at all.
“Well, you have plenty of time to look. Were you thinking of leaving?”
“Do you want to?” He asked in reply.
She knew what he as thinking, that earned him another shove. Keith laughed, but had obviously caught nothing of their looks. Thankfully. Amy was in for teasing obviously. But how could she not melt a little under the gorgeous smile of the surfer boy that looked like a sun god. Besides, he was so friendly, he was the only one, aside from Ryan that she felt at home talking to. And she’d known Ryan for years. Keith, for a day.
“Am I going to see you again soon?” He asked innocently enough, on the surface at least. Ryan coughed again, trying to stifle a laugh surely. Amy giggled.
“I’ll be at Rachel and Paul’s Wedding…” She said slowly.
The 5-year-old beam came back, and she blushed. Was it that her presence made him THAT happy? Or was he just that happy normally? Or a bit of both?
“Great.” He said, “I’ll see you then, Amy. It was a pleasure to meet you.”
And then he hugged her. And oh my! She’d had plenty of guys hug her, sure. Never had it felt so firm, so sweet. Never did it make her heart beat like – like – She shook her thoughts away. Her mind scolding herself.
“N-Nice to meet you too, Keith.” She laughed awkwardly, as she pulled a way.
She moved to say her “goodbye” ’s to the rest of the room. Trying to avoid meeting poor Rachel’s eyes. She wished the teens a happy birthday again and moved to meet Ryan by the door.
As they pulled a way from the apartment Keith and Lauren stood on the porch waving. Laughing, Amy wiggled her fingers in a wave back.
Even with the windows rolled up both Ryan and Amy heard Keith’s last call.
“I’ll take you surfing sometime Amy!”
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*sighs* keep going,dearest.:D
 
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