"That fucking asshole," Ryan mouthed, ready to beat the shit out of Pete. He couldn't believe Pete had given her an ultimatum like that-a baby now, or a divorce.

"Hey," Sam put her hands up to stop the bashing. "No matter what, Pete is still your friend. You don't need to bag on him just because he and I are breaking up."

She chose the words "breaking up" because they weren't as severe as "divorcing." It was so hard for her to deal with being on the cusp of a divorce. She and Pete were about to join all the other couples who couldn't make it-Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston, Deryck Whibley and Avril Lavigne...

"Fuck that!" Ryan said angrily, his face flushed red. "Pete's a total dipshit and he knows it. Any person that hurts you is not a friend of ours. In fact, I'd say they're an enemy."

Brendon took a more subtle approach. He held Sam, in the same way he had over the years, and let her cry into his chest.

"We know you don't want us to pick sides," he said gently, running his hands through her tangled hair. "But that's not really what it is, Sam. The fact is that Pete refused to listen to you and work out a logical solution. You can't make any excuses for him. It was his mistake. Ryan and I lost all respect for him."

Ryan was about to make another angry comment, but stopped when he saw the tears pouring down Sam's face. Her eyelashes were spiky and her mascara started to bleed. She looked like a watercolor painting, beautiful but smudged around the edges.  

"Sammy," he leaned down at eye level with her. "Brendon and I are so proud of you. You're so strong."

Her dad had suddenly passed away, she'd had two miscarriages, received the alarming news that she couldn't have a baby, and now she was facing another tough situation. She was handling everything with complete maturity and responsibility, and it was honestly impressive.

"I don't feel strong," her voice cracked and she started to cry harder. "I just want to go back to the way things were before we all started changing," she sobbed. "When we were all best friends, and you were living with me, and Spencer lived down the street, and Brendon just joined the band, and, and..." she trailed off out of exhaustion. "The band was taking off, everything was looking so good...and then we all fell apart."

"No," Ryan said. He knew how complicated their history was, but he liked to think everything turned out ok. He made some horrible choices like cheating on Sam, but he was back in his rightful role as the best friend. He and Jon may have left Panic at the Disco, and he may have gotten out of control with drugs and partying, but he found his way back. He resurfaced and morphed back into his previous self. He was able to mend his friendships with Sam, Brendon, and Spencer, and that meant more than anything to him.

Sam waited for him to explain, which he did, in one simple statement. "Because we're back together now."

The underlying emotion in that hit Sam right in the heart. They were back together, and she realized how lucky she was to still have her two best friends. They'd do anything for her, and she'd reciprocate, no questions asked. Because that's what best friends do.

"He's right," Brendon agreed, realizing how brilliant Ryan Ross still was. "We're all still changing, but not enough to ever forget who we are."

The three of them talked about nothing and everything for hours, until they grew too tired to stay awake. Sam was lying on the opposite side of the couch than Brendon, and Ryan was face down on the carpet.

"I'm gonna head back to my place," Ryan stretched, his hazel eyes heavy and in need of sleep. He found his car keys, kissed Sam goodnight, and headed for the door. "I'll talk to you both soon, ok?" he flashed them both a soft smile.

Brendon's two bedroom apartment was actually only a one bedroom since the other bedroom was strictly a music room. There were guitars, mics, and a bunch of cords lying around.

"I can sleep on the couch if you'd like," Brendon offered politely, just in case she wanted to sleep alone.

"No, don't be ridiculous. If anyone should be sleeping on the couch it's me," Sam pulled back the duvet on Brendon's king sized bed. She was about to slide in when she noticed a red bra lodged between the covers.

"Sorry," Brendon muttered.  "I'll, uh, take that," he cleared his throat.

"No worries," Sam handed it to him. It had to be Megan's, and it had to mean they were sleeping together and their relationship was evolving.

Sam didn't know why, but she felt a pang of jealousy.

Sorry this took so long to write! I hope you like it!

Part Ten

Ryan walked briskly back to his cabin. His eyes burned but he was too proud to cry. Spencer trotted along beside him, begging him to speak. "Ry please, I'm so sorry! It was a mistake! You can have him! Please! Please just talk to me!" he pleaded. Ryan ignored him and pulled the cabin door open. He stalked in and raced to his bed. Spencer followed him, tears pouring from his clear blue eyes. "Ryan...please..." he croaked, wringing his hands in pain. Ryan looked up at his former best friend. His honey coloured eyes flashed dangerously. "Spencer...fuck off!" he spat, grabbing his duvet and throwing it back. Spencer shook his head, a few tears falling from his eyes. "N-no! We're gonna talk!" he stuttered. Ryn pulled off his t-shirt and looked at Spencer angrily. "I don't want him Spencer. I don't want ANYONE who thinks that YOU'RE 'beautiful'!" he growled. Spencer gasped and looked at Ryan in a hurt manner. "You don't mean that!" he argued. Ryan rolled his eyes. "Yes I do. Why would I want someone who loves you more? Why would I want someone who doesn't want me?" he demanded, his voice cracking. Spencer hung his head in shame. "I'm sorry..." he said huskily. Ryan nodded and pulled on his pjama hoody. "I know..."

Brendon snuck into the cabin once he was sure Ryan was asleep. He looked over at the older boys bed and saw the tearstained cheeks glistening in the dimly lit room. He sighed and pulled of his clothes. He turned to his bed and nearly screamed when he saw Spencer sitting cross legged at the end of it. "Hey..." he whispered, slipping under the duvets. Spencer looked at him sadly. "We hurt him..." he choked, his eyes watering. Brendon nodded and sighed. "I know man, but its better he knows...now we don't have to sneak around." He decided. Spencer shook his head. "I don't want to hurt him Brendon...He's my best friend in the whole ENTIRE world. Why would I stay with you when it makes him cry?" he demanded. Brendon looked at Spencer unsurely. "Because you love me..." he said simply.

Ryan awoke with a splitting headache. He opened his swollen eyes slowly and sighed deeply. He wanted to go home. He didn't want to stay here and face Brendon and Spencer for another two weeks. That was just too much for him to take. He carefully slipped out of his bed, trying not to wake Brendon. He pulled on some clean clothes and made a dart for the door. Once outside he took a deep breath and tried to blink away the tears. No one need know how hurt he was. He could hide it.

Spencer watched as Ryan left his cabin. It broke his heart to see him wipe away some stray tears. He bowed his head shamefully and wondered how he could ever have thought what he was doing was okay. He hurt RYAN! His best friend...There was nothing humane about what he did. And he had no way of making it better because Ryan never wanted to see him again.

Brendon opened his eyes once he heard Ryan close the door. He sighed in relief and sat up tiredly. He had had the most awful nights sleep that he had had in years. He stretched and pulled on some clothes. There was a bitter taste in his mouth that no amount of toothpaste or mouthwash would fix. He rolled his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror. "I'm not a bad person!" he argued with reflection.

Ryan sat down in the breakfast room and looked around at all the smiling faces. Jen and Pete were feeding each other and giggling. He looked away, a sharp pain tearing through his heart. He winced when Spencer sat down beside him. "Fuck off!" he hissed, pushing his cereal away. Spencer shook his head and stayed put. "You have to forgive me. I love you." He croaked. Ryan looked at the chubby face and innocent eyes. Anger ebbed through his veins. "If you loved me, you wouldn't have stolen my boyfriend!" he hissed, spitting on Spencers toast and racing out of the room.

Ryan ran blindly not knowing where he was going or what he was doing. He stopped however when he bumped into something hard. He was knocked to the ground. He looked up and saw Brendon smiling down at him. "Hey..." he whispered. Ryan blinked away the tears and looked away. "Leave me alone..." he begged. Brendon crouched down and kissed his lips tenderly. "I never meant to hurt you Ry." He promised. Ryan looked at him in horror. "Then why did you?" he spat. Brendon shrugged and looked away. "I dunno...I guess it was because I wanted you to know how I felt..." he mumbled. Ryan looked at him confusion. "What are you talking about?" he grumbled.

Brendon looked at him angrily. "You left me that day. You left me all alone and he came...and he touched me and I screamed your name and you never came back..." He whispered. Ryan  stared at Brendon, dumbfounded. "What?" he demanded. "When he raped me...You left me alone when you promised you wouldn't..."

Brendon's pov: I was so glad Ryan forgave me, I thought he never would. Ryan let go of me, "But im still mad at you!" Ryan yelled and got back up on the couch and layed down. "What!? I thought you forgave me Ry?" I asked and got up off the floor. "Hmph.." Is all I heard, as Ryan crossed his thin arms over his chest and closed his eyes. I knew he really wasn't still mad at me, I could just tell. "Aw Ry come on." I said and got up on the couch and layed on top of him. "Bren.." Ryan said slowly. "Yes." I replied back slowly as well mimicking his tone. Ryan opened his eyes and looked at me. "Get off of me." He said and I giggled. "Make me!" I smirked and Ryan smirked back. "Fine.." Ryan said and pushed me off of him. "Ry! Ow..that hurt!" I said falling on my butt. Ryan smirked and giggled, "You said make me, so I made you."

I laughed slightly and got up. "Okay Ryan, you made me. But really, Im so sorry." I said again to be sure. "Bren, its alright okay, I get it...I wouldn't have sex with you and you needed it." Ryan said and layed back down and closed his eyes tightly. He was trying not to cry. "Aw Ry..no thats not it, I was confused okay." I said and climbed back ontop of Ryan so I was straddleing his hips. He opened his eyes and looked at me, I saw a tear fall down his cheek. This made me want to cry, seeing that I hurt him. "Ryan..stop, I love you okay, and I promise you are the only person I want to make love to. That is when you are ready, no rush." I said and leaned down and pressed my lips against his. I ran my tounge accross Ryan's bottom lip, not knowing if he would do what I wanted. Seeing as he got nervous everytime we went to make out.

Ryan's pov: I obeyed Brendon and opened my mouth slightly, only to feel Brendon's tounge slowly slide into my mouth. I let out a slight moan, knowing I couldn't help it. I surprised myself by doing that. Brendon must have liked it though seeing as he pushed closer to my lips, deepening the kiss. I ran my tounge along with his. I could feel my boxers rising up, and I knew what was happening, Brendon was now making me want him. But I knew I couldn't do it yet, i was too scared.

Brendon pulled away slowly. "whoah Ryan! someone liked that!" Brendon said as I blushed, knewing what he was reffering to. "I..know, I dunno I couldn't help it. Your a great kisser." I said and smiled. "Oh..thanks, so are you, your amazing." Brendon replied his face was now red. "So you definatley forgive me then right.?" He asked and I giggled. "Of course I do." I answered smiling and Brendon leaned down to kiss me softly on the lips.

Taylor's pov: I was up now and it had been about 30 minutes that we left them downstairs alone. "You think we can go down there now?" I asked Laurel. "Oh yeah I guess so, its quiet now so maybe we can." She answered and we both walked slowly down the stairs and peeked into the living room. Ryan was laying on the couch and Brendon was laying on top of him. "AWWW!" I yelled and Laurel nudged me. "shh!" she said.  I looked over and Brendon looked over at me. "ha..sorry guys!" I said and blushed. Brendon smiled then I saw him lay his head back down on Ryan.

They are so cute. I am so glad they are good with each other, I like seeing them together. It was adorable. Me and my cousin avoided being in the living room for  a while, just in case they still wanted to be alone. We heard small giggles once in while. Then we couldn't help but giggle ourselves, everytime they did.

Ryan's pov: I kept my arms around Brendon's waist. I wanted to just stay like this all day with him, It was too great. Our lovely moment was interuppted by Brendon's phone ringing. I pouted. "Aw Ry, I won't answer it." Brendon said and kissed my pouting lips. "Okay." I said and smiled.

I think I would get my way for a while since he was so worried about me getting mad at him. Which I wasn't gonna take advantage of him, I loved him too much to do that to him.

-I double posted :) go back man! >>>

Tiffany.

the next morning while Peaches left, i was on the phone to mom to discuss my problem

"Tiffany Paige, what did i tell you about kissing famous boys?" she asked

"you never told me anything..." i said confused

"well i'm telling you now, i dont want you hurting your sister over some.. rock star" she said

"i'm trying mommy" i frowned

"listen" she said "i know you love Peaches, so you have to stop seeing this boy right now. oh and dont have sex"

i rolled my eyes "it's not that easy mom, he keeps calling me and stuff trying to find me"

"then find a loophole or im coming down there and putting a chasity belt on you" she said and i laughed

"it's not funny missy" she said

"yeah it is mom" i smiled

"okay, well i dont wanna hear my little girl crying because of a broken heart, do you understand?" she asked

"yes mother" i said

"okay. well i have to go now, your father tried to catch a fish and he fell into the water... you know how bad his back is getting with old age" she said and i laughed "okay then"

"i'll talk to you soon. bye. i dont love you" she said and hung up and i smiled and put my phone down

"okay" i said taking a deep breath "Brendon only has our home phone number... and he knows where we live. soo. i should go.. SHOPPING." i said eyes wide and getting my things and realised Peaches took the car

"maybe Brendon could... NO TIFFANY YOU DICKHEAD" i said slapping myself in the face

i checked the time to see that it was half an hour since Peaches was gone, so Brendon would wanna come and play soon enough. i got a little scared for some reason, trying not to get caught.. in my own home. i tied my hair and put it on the side and wore a hat and went for a walk, everytime i heard a car, i'd jump in the bushes.

Peaches.

i woke up and had a shower and did everything in attempt to get perfection. i mean, wouldnt you if you were going out with Ryan Ross?i went downstairs and my sister looked like she had a hang over or something

"hey Tiff.. you okay?" i asked

"ahuh" she replied from the table

i ate some grapes and constantly fixed my hair in the mirror by the door until i heard a knock on the door and saw Ryan and immediately smiled. he was in a vest and it was soo cute. he held out a rose to me

"that's for you" he smiled

"wow thanks" i said "should i take it to our date or leave it here?"

"date?" he asked

"yeah... i won a competition so we're on a date today.. right?" i said

"OH right" he said and i laughed

"you can take it with you if you want" he said

"okay" i said and said bye to my sister and closed the front door

"oh thats right you have a twin" he said and i nodded "Tiffany. i would have introduced you to her but she's a little tired and wearing barely anything... i guess you'd wanna go see her"

Ryan laughed "nah. im not like that"

we got into the car and he did things so gracefully that it scared me a little. i still couldnt get over how gorgeously neat he dressed today. i felt so.. uneven sitting beside him with my hair being a little messy and teased.

"so Jon told me that you always wanted to play an instrument" he said keeping his eyes on the road

"yeah.. it would help if i didnt suck" i said and he smiled. oh god. that smile.

"and Spencer told me that he kissed you last night" he said and i went bright red and he looked at me

"it's okay - i wont tell" he said "it's just the guys are really attatched to you after one day"

"it's because i am amazingly awesome" i smiled trying to get the heat away from my face by fanning my hands

"good use of alliteration there. well let's see how you'll go with me" he said and i laughed nervously.

RYAN ROSS. RYAN ROSS. RYAN ROSS.

we went to an apartment building and the first thing i thought of was he was gonna rape me.. and surprisingly i was okay with that. we went up the lift and into a room, it was no different to any other room except it had his guitar in it.

"you've lost me" i said

"i'm gonna teach you guitar Peaches" he said

"really?" i gasped

"yeah" he smiled and guided me to the couch and he was tuning while i sat there patiently

my face was going so red that i got up and opened a window

"are you hot?" he asked and i nodded sitting on the windowsill

Ryan went and opened another window on the other side of the room and came back to me

"are you better now?" he asked

"yep" i smiled and sat back down on the couch

"i knew i should have brought another guitar, it would be so much easier to teach you" he said

"it's fine, i can just watch" i said

"no... i wanna show you how to play" he smiled and sat beside me

"sit on my legs" he said

"WHAT! nooo i'd break them" i said biting my lip

"you wont" he smiled "you have a beautiful figure by the way"

i went red again

"it'll be easier to teach you if... you're ontop of me. which sounds really dirty, but you get me" he said

i put all my hair to the side and sat on his legs and put the guitar in place

"do i have your permission to guide you with my hands?" he asked and i nodded and he put his arms around me and i felt like crying

"you have your hands in a weird position" he said

probably because they were sweating so much.

he put my fingers in place and tought me how to move both hands at the same time and then i did it on my own and he clapped and i smiled "i feel like i'm four"

"four year olds wouldnt be able to play guitar" he said

"sure they could. they have mini guitars" i said

"well... fine" he said and i laughed

after an hour i stood up because i felt like i was crushing him, but he seemed fine. i was half expecting him to collapse after walking for a moment.

he got me a glass of water and i thanked him and took a sip and he sat beside me

"i assume you're looking forward to tomorrow?" he asked

"what's tomorrow?" i asked

"your date with Brendon" he said

"oh... yeah i want to do him" i said and he laughed

"but even though i say that... i never thought i'd be in an apartment learning guitar with Ryan Ross" i said"

"i thought it's be more private and personal" he said "i should have chosen something more public to show you off with"

i smiled and put my glass on the coffee table

"i dont really like the attention, that's my sister" i said

"that's sorta like me, i'd rather Brendon gets the spotlight" he said

"hm" i said and he looked at me "this is gonna sound crazy, but you should be our merch girl"

i laughed "really?"

"i mean.. the band loves you. and it's a reason for you to come along with us" he said

"i'd love to if i had the chance" i smiled and he softly kissed me and i felt like fainting

two kisses in two days, i'm on a roll!

i pulled away which was a shock to myself and i shook my head

"i am.. so sorry Peaches" he said "i dont know what came over me"

"what about your girlfriend Ella?" i asked

 "oh.. you know about her" he said and i nodded

"we broke it off... it wasn't right" he said "i guess thats exclusive news for you before everyone else knows"

"as much as i wanted that kiss... i don't wanna be another one of your songs" i smiled

he nodded "agreed. dammit why do i always do that?"

"curiosity?" i asked

"...maybe" he said "we should learn some more guitar or the guys are gonna ask why you dont know how to play still"

"okay" i said "i dont wanna sit on your lap"

he gasped and i laughed because it was so cute

"i just dont wanna be a temptation or anything" i said "as hard it is to say that"

two hours later i learnt to play a full song.

Ryan and I were on the floor playing 21 since we had nothing else to do.

"ill ask our maanager about the merch thing" he said and i smiled "are you sure?"

he nodded "positively"

"...Ryan" i said and he looked up at me letting his guard down so i could see all his cards

"this might sound stupid but... do you have a crush on me?" i asked

he opened his mouth and closed it again and opened "yes Peaches"

"aw" i smiled

"is it that easy to tell?" he asked

"i had abit of a hint. Spencer felt bad when he kissed me yesterday and i guess i was kind of hoping it was because of you. i dont know why" i said

Tiffany.

i walked to work and my mom looked at me oddly

"why are you dressed...weird?" she asked

"i took your advice. im hiding from him" i said

"oh.." she said "are you trying to tell me that i give bad advice?"

"no" i smiled "can dad drive me down to the studio place?"

"..if you convince him" she said so i went out back and dragged him to the car and he dropped me off

i went inside and two guys were slapping each other and stopped as they saw me.. dressed a little weird. they whispered to each other

"i'm not Peaches" i said

"OHHH." they both said

i took my hat and jacket off and looked much better

"i'm Spencer and that's Jon" Spencer said and i smiled "you kissed my little sister last night"

"um.. hm" he said and walked out

"so what brings you here?" Jon asked

"i'm hiding from Brendon.. is he around?" i asked

"uh no... have he been.. following you?" he asked in a low voice

"he's being clingy" i said

"oh" he said "i wondered where he was getting to"

i sat down with Jon and eventually Spencer came back and told them everything about Brendon and Peaches' little obsession with him

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love you's

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Pairing:Ryan/Brendon

Summary:"Should we be doing this?" Brendon asked, as a sharp gasp left his plush lips. Ryan just nodded and started peeling his cloths off. And with that it was official that this room would know more,then the piano ever would..

Rated:R ;] [[Rydensex!youloveit!]]

A/N:I actually had fun writing this cuz me and my friend(hayley) went on a sex hunt! we urban dictionaryed some stupid shit! we even asked her sister about sex! x] ahaha and read a bunch of ryden/brencer sex on this site.. idk the name of! lmfao.. so this is our ryden sex! but don't think im wierd.. cuz i dont always think of sex! :] comment!

Disclaimer:I wish I owned them. They'd be my minions! ;D

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"Are you sure about this?"

"Come on Bren,no one will catch us."

"But--"

"Come on Bren."

With that Ryan pushed Brendon into the small room next to the piano room. "What about music class,and J-on and Spp-eencer." Brendon stuttered as Ryan pushed him onto the small couch. "They wont care." Ryan said, presisng his lips to Brendon's. They haven't went open about being together. It'd be wierd. Well to Brendon. Ryan could care less. Brendon moved around a little to get into a good position. Ryan smiled and straddled Brendon. Ryan was happy he got Brendon to shut up. And this was amazing! Brendon's lips were golden. This was the moment Ryan loved. This was.. This was..

Ryan kneeing Brendon in the crotch... Making Brendon yelp and close his eyes. "Fuck!" He groaned. Ryan pulled back and sat at the other side of the couch. "So-sorry." Ryan said. Brendon groaned another time. Ryan moved back. Deciding this wasn't going to stop him. "Let me make it better." Ryan said, kissing Brendon again. "OK,but put your knees away from my dick." Brendon smirked. Ryan giggled and nodded. "Anything for you,baby." Ryan said,putting each leg on either side of Brendon's thighs. Ryan moaned as Brendon's tongue flew across his bottom lip. Ryan quickly opened his mouth. Letting Brendon's tongue roam his mouth. Brendon and Ryan had gone as far as making-out. They've never went full course. And now they were. On a couch. In a music hall. Sexxy right?

"Should we be doing this?" Brendon asked,as a sharp gasp left his plush lips. Ryan just nodded and started peeling his cloths off. Brendon watched as Ryan opened his shirt to see a perfect torso. Slightly traced abs. Ryan smiled and leaned into Brendon's ear. "We don't have anything." Ryan whispered. Brendon snapped back to reality. "Wh-what do you mean?" Brendon asked, clearly showing he's never had sex in his life.. And he's 18. Ryan giggled "Lube.. Comdoms.. Anything to make you feel comfortable." Ryan said, slowly and sensually un-bottoning Brendon's shirt. Brendon sighed "Ugh-Um...I don't know.. Do we need it?" Brendon asked,watching the buttons fall loosley out of the holes they had rested in. Ryan chuckled "Do you want it to hurt?" Ryan asked. Brendon threw his head back on the couch. He never had sex before.. And here he was.. About to lose his virginity to the person he loves.. And it's all complecated and shit. "Bren,I'll be right back." Ryan smiled and buttoned his shirt back and slowly left the room.

Brendon had moved to the piano room. It was maybe 10 minutes since Ryan left. And with Brendon's ADD attitude it was hard to wait. He played a random melody. He didn't even here the door open. "Your really good." Said a voice that made Brendon jump. Ryan was smiling at him. A bag in his hand. Without another word Ryan motioned Brendon to follow him to the room next door. Brendon smiled and followed. Walking in Ryan immeditly threw him onto the couch. "Brendon." Ryan moaned as he straddeled Brendon and cuped his face. "Hmm?" Brendon hummed against Ryan's lips. "Have you ever done this?" Ryan asked once again taking his shirt off. "N-n-no." He stuttered. Ryan smiled. "Your gonna love it." Ryan said, taking Brendon's shirt off aswell.

Brendon was having a moaning fit as Ryan kissed his stomach. Leaving marks,no doubt. Brendon was down to his boxers and Ryan was completly nude. He felt Ryan pull his boxers off inch by inch. "Goddamn,why are you a tease!" Brendon laughed,replacing the laugh by a moan. "It makes it more fun." Ryan said,when Brendon's full body was exposed. Ryan took a minute to admire the younger boy. He's skinny figure glowing as the light from the lamp shined on him. Ryan smirked up at Brendon. He leaned over and grabbed the white plactic bag off the floor. Taking out a bottle of lube and a couple condoms. Brendon's eyes were closed,breathing heavy.

All Brendon heard was a ripp and a pop off a cap. He looked at Ryan,who had a condom on already and was no applying lube to his..fingers? Ryan smiled at him. Brendon closed his eyes as he felt something dig into his ass. At first it burned. As his muscles tensed. Brendon arched up as Ryan added what may have been the 3rd finger. Ryan smiled at this and then pulled out. "Ok,no more teasing." Ryan said. Letting Brendon relax. Brendon opened his eyes. When he did Ryan was close by his face, and said against his lips "Lube me up." Pressing the bottle into Brendon's hand. Brendon nodded and put some onto his hand. He had never felt Ryan's member. Let alone his own. Brendon didn't like.. Jerking off. So he could honestly say.. This was the first time he ever touched a dick. He hesitated, but Ryan helped. Taking Brendon's hand and placing it on his fully hard-on shaft. Ryan tilted his head back. When Brendon was done, he was practiclly shaking. "Bren,relax. If your scared, it'll hurt like a bitch!" Ryan stated, sitting up so he was sitting regularly on the couch. Brendon raised an eyebrow. Ryan patted his lap. Brendon slowly hovered himself over Ryan. His back touching Ryan's chest. Ryan placed his hands on Brendon's perfect hips. "Come on,slowly." Ryan said. Brendon nodded,tilting his head back and closing his eyes. He slowly sat himself down on what felt like a knife! He gasped as pain shot up his ass. "Fuck!" He groaned. Ryan kissed his shoulder blade. "Shh,relax,babe. Slowly." Ryan said,lifting Brendon's hips up slowly along with his own and then pushing down again. Brendon had a tear fall from his eye. He didn't get it! People in movies and shows made sexs look fun! But it hurts like fuck!

Brendon couldn't take it. The pain of feeling like Ryan was shoving a gun in and out his ass. "Ry-Ry-Stop." And Ryan paused the thrusts. "What's wrong babe?" Ryan asked, rubbing Brendon's sides. "It-burns." Brendon managed. "Want me to make it better,lollipop?" Brendon nodded fast. Ryan smirked. He moved a little,making the pain rise again! And then something went through Brendon's body. Extreme pleasure shot through his body. "Shi-how?" Ryan just smiled and kept hitting that same nerve in Brendon's body. Making Brendon moan. "Mmm,right there!" Brendon moaned. Ryan moved faster,his grip on Brendon's hips sharp. "Please,Ry,Please!" Brendon begged. "Please what? I can't read your mind." Ryan said, moaning at the end.

"Touch me!"

It didn't take another word for Ryan's hands to grip Brendon's throbbing flesh. Brendon arched his back against Ryan. "Bren,your so--fuck--tight." Ryan moaned. Brendon's head fell into the crook of Ryan's neck. It wasn't long before Brendon felt heat rush to every angle of his body. His moans became screams and gasps. Ryan's hand tightned as he felt the heat as well. But Ryan wanted to last longer then Brendon. He knew he could. He did it before. And he did once again. He felt his hand slickin. And Brendon close his eyes as he rode out his climax. With a muffeled swear or two and Ryan's name. And Ryan couldn't hold it. Brendon was too damn hot like this. And he came inside of Brendon. Throwing his head back and moaning. He slumped back and panted. Brendon fell into Ryan's lap, with Ryan's cock still rested in his ass. Brendon slowly sat up, gasping at the empty feeling invading his ass. He turned around and curled up into Ryan's lap. "Worth skipping class?" Ryan asked. Brendon smiled "Yes." Brendon snuggeled into Ryan.

"Next time, I'm inside you." Ryan smirked at Brendon, who just winked. "OK." Ryan said,tighting the grip on Brendon's waist. "Should we.." "Yeah." Ryan finished. Brendon nodded and grabbed his cloths and slowly got dressed,along with Ryan. "So,tomorrow I have math.." Ryan said. Brendon laughed and turned to Ryan who was buttoning his crinkly shirt. "No. I have a bio-exam." Brendon said. Ryan frowned "F-uh-ine." Ryan said. Ryan started to walk for the door. "Wait Ryan." Brendon said. "What?" Brendon laughed and pointed to the small stain spot on the couch, along with the used condom laying on the floor and the lube laying on the couch. Ryan laughed "Right." He said picking up the condom and lube and shoving it in the bag. "Lets go."

*

"Where were you guys!" Jon said as he saw Brendon and Ryan approach them in the lounge. "Oh,we decided to sleep in." Ryan said. Brendon turned his head. "Mhm,and what did you guys do?" Spencer asked,eyeing Brendon who was avoiding any eye contact. "Lets just say.. We made a sweet melody and a tad of a mess." Ryan said. Jon looked at Spencer, who raised an eyebrow. "What?" They said in unison. "You had to be there." Ryan smiled,nudging Brendon. He turned around and smiled.

And now the room,next to the piano room,knows more then the piano room will ever know..

Tiffany.

i went to bed that night wondering what Brendon would have thought of Peaches since he's seen us both now... what if he liked her more than me? i hated that. i hated being the twin and always getting judged on who's better or who's prettier.

the next day...

"Tiffany!" i heard the sister calling

"what?" i called back and got up and opened my bedroom door to see her holding the phone

"it's some guy named Toby... or something like that" she said

"oh.. thanks" i said reaching for the phone

"anyway i'm off" she smiled and kissed my cheek and i smiled and waved and went back into my room

"hello this is Tiffany" i said

"hey it's Brendon" he said and i raised an eyebrow

"but my sister said...."

"i know, i lied so she wouldn't freak out" he said

"...what.. how did you get this number?" i asked

"it was on the sheet of details when your sister won" he said "i'm bored Tiffany, come amuse me"

"i can't..." i smiled a little

"well.. can i come over?" he asked and my heart stopped "what."

"just for a few hours... Spencer said they'd be gone for like 4+ hours" he said

"..do you know where we live?" i asked

"theres a navigation system in the car, i'll find it" he laughed

"oh... okay" i said

"i'll be there in 10 or something" he said and i nodded "okay"

as soon as i hung up i quickly ran and cleaned the house especially my bedroom. i heard a horn beep outside and opened the door to see Brendon quickly getting out of his car and speed walking to the porch and i smiled

"heeey" he smiled and i let him inside

"woah your house is so pretty" he said

"thanks" i smiled

"i assume you guys live alone since it's not a majorly big house" he said and i nodded

i showed him around and he laughed at Peaches' room with all the posters of the band

"oh look it's me!" he said pointing to a picture of him with a love heart around his head

"yeah... she loves you" i smiled

we went to my room which seemed dull, but he didn't seem to think so. he walked in to see the photos and hair and beauty products all over my table

"wow" he smiled at me

"i gotta look good" i shrugged

he laid on my bed and closed his eyes

"i havent slept on a real bed in ages!" he said and i smiled "you can sleep if you really want to"

"i do..." he said

then he opened his eyes and sat up and put his arms around me and pulled me down

"but i'm not tired" i complained "and i'd probably oversleep and Peaches would kill me if she found me in my bed with you" i frowned looking at him in an awkward position

he moved my legs so i wasnt on him anymore and he laid back down "just an hour"

"i dont know" i said

he put his arm around me and thenwe started making out, i felt so evil, but i didn't want to stop it. when it finally ended i sighed "you have to go, Brendon, this is wrong"

"really?" he asked giving me a certain look to ask if i was sure

"yes" i said trying to be serious, but i had to smile because he was doing the most littlest things to me

"it's not like we're having sex or anything" he added "i just wanna hold onto you"

i hesistated "i dont know"

what i did know was, i would keep hooking up with him if he's here.

i sat up "no" and then he sat up too

"sometimes i wish you knew who i was" he smiled

"well i'm sorry" i said

"is there any way i can change your mind Tiffany Paige?" he asked

"no" i said softly

"even if i told you i liked you?" he asked

"Brendon... shut up and leave" i smiled "this is why you keep getting your heart broken"

"i'm not exactly a womanizer, but i do like to use my charm" he smiled

i got out of the bed and he frowned "what ever happened to sleep time?"

"my god you piss me off" i smiled "fine. go to sleep!"

he got up and put his arms around me and pulled me backwards

"no no no!" i laughed

i hated the fact that i was having fun... but then, he started singing to me

"and only if i could, make a deal with god, i'd get him to swap our places, i'd be running up that road, running up that hill, be running up that building - if i only could, could, could could. come on angel, come on, come on darling, lets exchance the experience, if i only could make a deal with god, i'd get him to swap our places, i'd be running up that road, be running up that hill, with no problems, said i'd be running up that road, be running up that hill, with no problems"

the lyrics didn't really matter to me, it was just the way he was singing it to me, that made me feel so weak. Brendon was an amazing singer, Peaches was right.

"okay..." i said quietly and he looked at me

"we can make out, i'll accept that. BUT THAT IS IT." i said and he smiled and his musical lips found mine

i was really starting to like him... but when would be the moment when he decides he doesn't want to me to be just a friend? or a stranger that didnt care for his band?

but who said he would even want me? he might just go off with his band again and forget all about me.

Peaches.

"SPENCERRRR!" i smiled and ran and hugged him and he hugged me back and lifted me into the air. we were like a happy couple.

"you're definately my favourite person right now" he smiled and put me down

"where are we going?" i asked

"well we're gonna go have lunch and then..." he said

"and then...?" i said

"we're gonna go clubbing" he said happily

"really?" i laughed

the clothes that i was wearing were dark, so i think i'll be okay fashion wise.

we had lunch on a rooptop

"you dont have a boyfriend do you?" he asked

"...no" i said "why?"

"no reason" he smiled "i just think you'd be a perfect girlfriend"

i went red and laughed

"it's a compliment!" he said

"it's embarassing" i smiled

"i'm sorry Peaches" he said and leaned forward and kissed my forehead

"it's okay" i said

it started to get dark by 7 and Spencer took my hand and we went to a private nightclub through an alleyway. i got a little scared since no one was around and the place wasn't exactly clean, but inside was different. bright lights and music with pretty drunken faces everywhere.

Spencers little brother Dallas came and checked me out and i rolled my eyes

"DALLAS!" Spencer said and hit him "dont look at her like that"

"she's hot, jeez" he said rubbing his arm

"she's alot older than you!" Spencer said and took me around and introduced me to some of his friends which i didn't know

"this party is for my cousins band - it's the after party" Spencer said in my ear and i smiled and nodded

"they aren't well known, but they're good. add them on myspace and twitter and facebook" he said and i laughed

we sat towards the front and watched them perform, they were really good. i never caught a name, but they were real good. i pulled my phone out and logged onto myspace

"what's the bands name?" i asked Spencer

"broken hearts and messed up chances" he said and watched me type it into the search button and adding them

"cool" i smiled at him

after they played we went and talked to them in the crowd on the dancefloor

"hey!" Spencer smiled and hugged the singer - which i guessed was his cousin who looked at me and i smiled

"wow who's this pretty young thing Spence?" he asked

"this is Peaches" Spencer smiled and putting an arm around me "she's pretty awesome"

"well she is beautiful" Spencers cousin smiled

"thanks... you guys played amazingly" i smiled

"aww thank you" he said and hugged me

i was dancing with Spencer and at some point he had his arms around me and im pretty sure that i was smiling the whole way through it. we walked to the side and he started to kiss me against the wall, which i was not prepared or expecting for. especially since he was famous in my eyes.

"shit" he said "i'm sorry"

"it.. its okay" i said "i like you enough" i smiled

he smiled "no, you dont understand..."

"understand what?" i asked

"i'll tell you later" he said

"okay" i said

"do you wanna go now?" he asked and i nodded

he took my hand and opened the car door for me

"aw" i smiled putting my hand on my heart "sweet"

he just laughed as i sat inside.

we stopped as maccas and got ice cream cones and just sat in the car, chilling.

"are you gonna explain it to me now?" i asked

"...how about this, i'll tell you a different secret instead" he said

"um... okay?" i said

"well after you go out with ryan and brendon, we get to go on a group date, with everyone" he said

"really!" i smiled

"ahuh" he smiled back "i'm not telling you what we're doing though"

"ohh okay" i said happily

we drove back to the studio and i yawned

"why dont i drive you home tonight? it's a little late and then Ryan can come and pick you up tomorrow" he suggested

"okay" i smiled

"have you got everything you need out of there?" he asked and i nodded

along the way i gave him directions to my house and then he walked me to the door

"so tonight was interesting" i smiled

"it was" he nodded "i'm glad that you won this thing"

i smiled and hugged him tight

"you better go inside, its cold" he said and i nodded and opened the front foor with my key and looked at him

i shut my eyes as he kissed my lips and then opened them back up

"goodnight" he smiled and i nodded a waved a little and went inside and closed the door

Tiffany was sitting on the couch pretending to be storking a cat

"where have you been. you were gone for 6 hours!" she said

"i was with Spencer" i smiled

"was it fun?" she asked normally

"yeah" i smiled

"why are you so happy? did you get sex?" she asked

"no i got a kiss" i said

"NO WAY!" she jumped up and hugged me

"he is the cutest kid..." i said in a dreamy tone "anyway im going to bed"

"yeah same, i stayed up watching re runs of Seinfeld" she said

we hugged and then went to our rooms, i couldnt wait for tomorrow.

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Brendon's pov: It was late now and I just got home and had called Ryan about ten times. He never picked up. Which I really couldn't blame him, I didn't pick up at any of his calls, I felt really bad about this now. I had to see him now! I decided to call him one more time.

Ryan's pov: I woke up to my phone vibrating in my back pocket. "Uhh.." I groaned and looked at my phone. It was Brendon. Should I answer it?? The real answer to my own question should be NO! But...I wanted to. So i did. "Hello?!" I said angrily into the phone, suddenly not feeling tired at all. "Hey baby!" Brendon said back into the phone. "NO! I am so mad at you! You never called me back! What exactly were you  doing with your "friend" that you couldn't possibly talk to your own boyfriend!?" I yelled angrily almost forgetting I wasn't alone, people were trying to sleep. "Ry, I am sorry okay, we were busy.." He said. I could here some difference in his voice. "Who was it?!" I asked. "Ry, It was Alex okay." He answered. "Alex!? Alex Deleon!!" I yelled again. "Yes Ry...why?" He asked. "Bren..you were cheating on me werent you!!??" I asked him  very loudly. "Ry..." Thats all he said back..was ry. "What did you two do!? Tell me the truth." I said trying to stay calm and quiet. "Okay..well fine, you promise you won't be mad at me, cause I love you more than anything alright! I mean it! I just..couldn't help it, he was my ex and I wanted to do this for a really long time and we never did! So..well.we.." I knew where this was going, I knew exactly where it was going..they had fucked. "Brendon! Did you have sex with him!?" I yelled as I could feel myself starting to tear up, afraid he would say yes. I knew it was yes, but I didn't want to hear it. "Yes..we did, and Im sorry! I promise on my life it won't happen again!" He said and I started to bawl out in tears. "I..I can't believe..you..cheated on me! You fucker!" I yelled and hung up the phone and crashed down on the couch bawling my eyes out.

Brendon's pov: The morning had come and I didn't sleep at all last night. I kept thinking about Ryan, he would never forgive me and I could tell he was crying and I had been crying all night. I did honestly love him more than anything, I just..lost it. I got up off the bed and changed into some clean clothes not even bothering to take a shower. I had to go see him and try to work things out, it was worth a shot.

I cleaned my face up and finally got rid of the puffyness from crying. My mom would have asked what was wrong, and I would have to lie to her again. I called Ryan again waiting for an answer.

Laurel's pov: I got up and stretched and walked down the stairs still in my pajamas. I looked over on the couch and Ryan was laying there face down. I walked over to him and kneeled down beside the couch and placed my hand on his back. "Ryan are you alright?" I asked him. "No!" I heard him mumble through the pillow. "Ryan look at me please." I said and he shook his head no. "come on Ryan. Lets talk about it." I said and he finally lifted his head up, his face was tear stained and his eyes were red and puffy, he has been crying alot. "Ryan, what happened!?" I asked concerned. "He Fuckin cheated on me like i said!!" He yelled angrily and started to cry again. "He did!? How do you know that!?" I asked shocked. "He called me last night when you guys were in bed and he told me everything! He cheated on me with Alex Deleon, they..they had sex..!" He yelled aloud again and collapsed back down onto the pillow. "Oh Ryan, Im sorry..do you know why he cheated?" I asked. "He said..he needed sex..and I guess its cause I wouldn't give it to him yet..and he said he loved me more than anything, but if he did then why did he do that!!" Ryan said and I could understand but yet again...Brendon could be confused.

Just then Ryan's phone rang. Ryan looked at it and pressed ignore. "Stupid Fuck!" He yelled and I knew it was Brendon. "Ryan here let me talk to him okay, next time he calls." I said and Ryan just looked at me. "Okay fine you talk to him!" Ryan said and handed me his phone. It rang again, I answered it and sat on the couch beside Ryan. "Hello?" I said. "Ry..! uhh..Laurel?" Brendon said sounding dissappointed that I wasn't ryan. "Yeah, its me." I said. "Where is Ryan?! Is he alright!? He isn't hurt is he!!" Brendon immediatley asked questions. "Brendon, Ryan is..fine, except for the fact you really hurt him Brendon...really, he has been crying all night!! What came over you! Are you stupid?! You have a boyfriend and you go and have sex with someone else!!?? Ryan loves you! And you fuckin know it too!" I couldn't help but go off on him, I was mad too. "I know, i know...and I honestly hate myself now! Look I couldn't sleep, all i did was think about Ryan and how much I hurt him and that I reallly do love him! I would Jump in front of a car for him!" Brendon said loudly into the phone and it sounded like he was crying. "Oh..you sound really serious. But why would you cheat if you love him?" I asked. "See I was so confused..you understand! You kissed Ryan and..you didn't mean to. See I didn't think, I was too quick on having sex, and now all I want is my boyfriend back! I love Ryan more than anything! Please..please..just get him to talk to me!" I could hear desperation in his voice when he said this, he really did love Ryan I could tell by his voice, even at school the way he looked at Ryan. "OKay brendon..come to my house okay, he is here, you can try and talk to him in person alright." I said waiting for a reply. "Okay, thank you so much! Really Thank you!" He said sounding relieved and he hung up.

I gave Ryan back his phone and he glared at me. "Why the fuck would you tell him to come here!?!" Ryan yelled at me. "Ryan, just trust me okay, talk to him, he loves you, I swear he does, he was confused." I said and Ryan started to cry again. "Are you sure? Even though he had sex with someone else, he still loves me?" He asked. "Ryan yes he does, I can tell by the way he says it, and the way he looks at you everyday when he sees you. He loves you trust me, and I know he will never do it again. He is coming so you two can talk alright?" I said and looked at Ryan. He looked at me and smiled weakly, "Okay Laurel, thank you." He said and wrapped his thin arms around me in a hug.

Brendon's pov: I finally arrived at Laurels house and ran up to the door and knocked. It was 10 in the morning. I hoped I wasn't waking anyone, but still just was dying to talk to Ryan. Laurel opened the door. "Come in, Taylor is asleep still but Ryan is in the living room." She said and I just hugged laurel tightly. "Thank you!" I whispered and let go of her. I saw laurel walk up the stairs, guessing she was giving us some privacy. I walked into the living room and saw Ryan laying on the couch. I walked over beside him, his eyes were closed but I knew he was awake. I reached down my hand to touch his cheek but he opened his eyes and I could tell he was crying. "Don't fucking touch me!" Ryan yelled and I cringed at his loud voice, he had never ever used that tone with me, his voice was always so calm and gentle. "Ryan..Im so so sorry! I mean it, I didn't mean to hurt you and I hurt myself! Its never gonna happen again I swear!! Please forgive me! Please!" I couldn't help but getting all of that out. "Why!?BRendon why! would you do that!?" He yelled at me and sat up. "I..dunno..I was confused and I didn't even like the sex at all it wasnt right! I can wait for you to be ready! I was confused and I made a mistake!" I said and got down on my knees and started to cry.

I felt Ryan sit down and wrap his arms around me. "Brendon..its alright, Okay I forgive you." He said sounding as gentle as ever. "what...I don't understand, you were so pissed at me. I mean Im so glad you forgive me! bu..but..your not mad? You don't hate me?" I asked hoping he really was forgiving me. "Yes, I forgive you, I love you too much. If you say it was a mistake and you were confused, then I believe you. I will give you a second chance because I love you." Ryan said and I smiled and hugged onto him tightly. "oh god! Thank you! I love you so much Ryan, you are my whole world!" I said as I gripped onto Ryans thin body. "I love you too, and I promise you when I am ready to have sex I will try to make it the most amazing experience ever!" Ryan said and I blushed. "Ryan..you don't ever have to want to have sex if you don't want to, I love you and we can do whatever you want." I said and Ryan laughed softly. "Brendon, trust me I will want to,just not yet okay." Ryan said and I smiled. "Okay whatever you want, anything!" I said and pulled Ryan close to me.

Author: Kendra(mylittleheart)

Fandom: Panic At The Disco/Fall Out Boy

Genre: Drama/Romance

Characters/Pairings: Patrick,Brendon,Kendra,Barbara

Disclaimer/Warning: dont own. maybe slash/sex later

Rating: R

Summary: You would think that after having a baby and getting married Brendon and Patrick wouldve forgotten eachother right? WRONG.

Sequel to Time To Dance (If you can't find it, I can help you. Just let me know. Either here or at my main page. http://darkxhuntress.buzznet.com)

Chapter One What A Match I'm Half Doomed and You're Semi Sweet

Kendra's POV

I walked up the steps to my art class. I'm glad that Babs decided to come back to school with me. I wouldn't be able to get through the day without her. Although needless to say seeing her made me semi depressed. I know her and Patrick were due to have a child any day now. Still waiting for Patrick to pop the question though. I on the other was reversed I had finally married Brendon but no matter how many times we had sex, no baby. Brendon seemed to have given up. I kinda missed it but knew there were more important things than sex. I sat down in my usual seat and pulled out a drawing that I had started. I twirled my wedding ring around my finger. I noticed that the bell had rung and no Babs in the seat next to me. Well what the fuck? I worked on my drawing (which was of Brendon big surprise) and finished it by the end of class. Maybe she couldn’t get out of bed this morning? Maybe it was too much for her now that she was nearing the end of her pregnancy. I leave my drawing there to be graded and walk outside.

Fumbling around in my bag I finally pulled out my Ipod. It was a long walk home after all. As usual I had a tendency not to watch where I was going and I tripped. This was going to hurt there goes my new dress. Someone caught. Before I looked up however I heard a very deep and obviously fake accented voice "You need to be more careful, Mrs.Urie." I knew that voice. Smiling slightly. "I'll have to remember that Mr. Urie. So what’s up? why are you here? You know I walk home even with my big case.” I was joking however Brendon was not. His face was serious. "Babs is in the hospital, her water broke this morning. Patrick's already there pacing like a crazed cheetah. I figured I'd come and get you." I pecked him on the lips and got into his car. As we drove my mind went from being worried to being jealous to being worried to being jealous. It was one big jumbled mess of emotions.

Brendon must of noticed my silence because he kept trying to come up with conversations. Eventually he gave up and just reached over with one hand and held mine. I didn’t know what to think about anything there were days when he would be cool around Patrick and days when he wasn't. Did his mind still wander to that lovely day from almost 2 years ago when he was between Patrick's legs and bobbing his head up and down? Was he turning gay on me? He hardly slept in the same bed as me lately and rarely was romantic anymore. If things didn’t change soon I was just going to rape him and see if that opened his eyes up a bit. We arrived at the hospital and I was out of the car before Brendon had shut off the ignition. I got into the waiting room and saw Patrick pacing. I looked at him and I can honestly say I felt nothing but I wasn't so sure if Brendon felt the same way.

Title: New Perspective

Author: Barbara (patricksgirl84)

Fandom: Fall Out Boy/Panic At The Disco

Genre: Drama/Romance

Characters/Pairings: Brendon/Kendra, Patrick/Barbara

Warning/Disclaimer: Nothing yet

Rating: PG-13

Summary: What's going on with Brendon?? Can these relationships get any worse??

Sequel to Time To Dance (If you can't find it, I can help you. Let me know here or at my other page http://darkxhuntress.buzznet.com. I'm on there more, but will get back to you.

Chapter 2 Time Is Running Out

Barbara’s POV

I laid in bed knowing I should get up. I ran my hands over my abdomen. Inside the baby gave a couple good kicks. I smiled and turned to see the baby’s father.

“Are you planning on getting up?” Patrick asked.

“I need to, but I’m so tired. Plus, I need to go to the bathroom again. So I might as well get up.”

“Let me go first.” He gave me a kiss and went for the bathroom. I finally got up and out of bed. I thought it was too late for me to use the bathroom. I finally realized what happened.

“Patrick!” I screamed. He ran back into the bedroom.

“What happened?”

“My water broke.” He just stood there.

“Patrick Martin Vaughn Stump, get your ass moving. Call the doctor and get my bag while I clean up and get dressed.”

“Oh, okay.” I laughed at him. I was finishing dressing when he came back into the bedroom.

“Your bag is in the car. I called your doctor, but Dr. Cruz isn’t available. His father-in-law passed away. Your new doctor is Dr. Prejean. Have you had him before?”

“No. I’m sure he’s fine.”

“Can you tell the baby to wait until Dr. Cruz is back?”

“I’m sure that will work. Check to see if we have everything.” I brushed my hair and walked to the kitchen. The contractions started. I got through the first one and looked for Patrick.

“Everything is ready. Are you alright?”

“What the hell do you think?”

“Come on.”

He grabbed my hand and we walked to the car. The drive was so long and painful. We finally got to the hospital and checked in. While I was being hooked up to the monitors I watched Patrick pace. “Call Brendon and Kendra.” I told him.

“Already?”

“Yes. It will give you something to do.”

Patrick left and the nurse left soon after. I laid back and thought of Brendon and Kendra. Things were kind of strange with them lately.

Patrick’s POV

I went to the waiting room and called Brendon. After I closed my phone I sat down. I was scared to death. All of a sudden a memory of Brendon and I in the kitchen came into mined. It left as fast as it came. I hadn’t thought of Brendon in months. And now, on this day of all days. I shook my head and went back to Barbara’s room. When I got to the room she was asleep. I pulled a chair close to the bed and took her hand in mind. She opened her eyes.

“Thy're coming.” I said.

“Alright. Are you feeling okay?”

“Yes, why?”

“You just look different.”

“Well, I’m scared. I don’t want anything to happen to you or the baby.”

“Nothing will.”

“What about what happened six months ago?”

“Patrick, the baby is fine. It was just some spotting and ever since then there hasn’t been a problem.”

“I know I just worry. I love you.” I kissed her.

“I love you. So, we still haven’t decided on any names.”

“Let’s just wait to see what he or she looks like. You rest for awhile. I’m going to go to the waiting room. If you need me, just get a nurse to get me.”

I gave her another kiss and went to the waiting room. Soon after Brendon and Kendra came in.

“How is she?” Kendra asked.

“Fine. She’s resting right now.”

“She’ll need as much rest as she can get. I think I’ll get a cup of coffee. You need anything?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“What about you, Brendon?”

“No.” I sat down and Brendon sat next to me. Something was up with him and Kendra.

“How is she really?”

“Good.” I looked at him.

“Stump, I can tell something is wrong.”

“I’m just worried. She had the bleeding early on and I’m scared something is going to happen to either one of them.”

“Nothing will happen.” He smiled and put his hand over mine.

Barbara’s POV

I woke up feeling like something was happening, but what? My hand went right to the baby. Everything was fine.

“Hey, your up. Patrick said you were resting.” Kendra came into the room.

“I was, but something woke me up.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Alright. Last time the nurse came in she said it may be just a few more hours til I start pushing.”

“Wow. I can’t believe your going to have the baby already.”

“I’m getting nervous now.”

“Everything will be fine. You’ll be the perfect mom and Patrick will be the perfect dad.”

We looked at the door and Brendon and Patrick were there.

“I told you to rest.” Patrick came over and took my hand.

“I did. I’m feeling fine.”

The doctor came in and the air went out of my chest.

“Hi, I’m Dr. Prejean. I’m going to fill in for Dr. Perez. He told me to tell you not to worry. How are you feeling?”

“Uh, fine. A little pain every once in awhile.”

“I want to check you and see how much you are dilated.”

“Alright.”

“That’s our cue to leave. We’ll be in the waiting room.” Kendra said.

“You guys can leave. Patrick will call you with any news.”

“You sure?”

“Yes. This may take awhile.”

“See you later. Take care of yourself. We’ll be back later.”

After Brendon and Kendra left I looked at Patrick.

“Trick, could you get me a chocolate bar?”

“What? You can’t,”

“I know. For after. I haven’t had any chocolate or sweet for that matter in months. The doctor is just going to check me over.”

“Alright.” Patrick kissed me and left. The doctor came over to the bed.

“When did you move here?” I asked.

“About two years now. I didn’t know if I should say anything with everyone in the room. Actually, I wondered if you remembered me.”

“Dante, I will always remember you.”

“I really have missed you. After all that shit that went down with you and Jeff, you never called me and I guess I didn’t know if I should call you since I set you two up in the first place.”

“I never blamed you. But I’ve always wondered one thing?”

“What?”

“Why didn’t you want to date me? You were never friends with Jeff.”

“I wanted to date you. It killed me seeing you with him. I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship. We were so close.”

“I don’t think it would of ruined our friendship.”

“Yeah, maybe not. But we’ll never know. Let me check your vitals, so your husband can come back in.” I put my hand on his arm.

“Patrick isn’t my husband.”

“Oh, I was wondering why your last name wasn’t changed. I just thought you kept your name. I’m rambling now.” I smiled at Dante while he moved to the end of the bed.

“Okay, your going to feel a little pressure.”

“Are you weirded out by this?”

“No, right now I’m your doctor.”

I looked up at the ceiling. Seeing Dante after all this time made me wonder if I made the right choice with Patrick. I know I did, but there was a small part of me that wondered. I went back to when I first met Dante. We met in grade school. He came in right before Christmas. No one wanted to be his friend. He lived at one of the foster homes. That first day I sat next to him at lunch and that’s when I noticed he didn’t have any lunch. I took an apple and gave him the rest of my lunch. We were friends ever since.

“Your just about ready to push.” He took off his gloves.

“I’m going to get my scrubs on and have the nurse prep you. By then you’ll be ready. I’ll get Patrick for you.”

“Uh, Dante. Can you not tell him we know each other. I just want to tell him when we’re alone.”

“I understand.”

CHAPTER 34

Title: Across The Street

Author: Laurie [Waurie] Marie

Disclaimer: I made the picture. YOU POST YOU CREDIT [Laurie Marie]!!! I own the entire story and the title. I don't however own any of the bands or the famous characters. This is a fanfiction written for fun! It's not meant to be taken seriously!!!

Genre: Drama

Fandom: Panic at the Disco, Fall Out Boy, The Cab...ETC

Characters: Brendon Urie [Bdon], Ryan Ross [RyRo], Spencer Smith, Jon Walker [Jwalk], Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump [Trick], Alex Deleon, Cash Cooligan...ETC

Pairings: Alex + Brendon = Brenex, Ryden [Rydon]...ETC

POV: Narrator...1st person omniscient

Rated: R [violence, bullying, sexuality, homosexuality, abuse]

Summary: At school Ryan's bullied for being a nerdy geek. At home he's bullied for being a worthless good for nothing punk. And as if all that wasn't bad enough now Ryan's developing a crush on one of the most popular, BOYS, in school. Brendon Urie is the captain of every club from foreign language club to yearbook club. Plus he's the captain of the soccer team. He's a major geek, but the popular kind that everyone loves. And worse, he's openly gay. Now Ryan finds himself torn between his life of hell, and the feelings he thinks he's having. And the thing that's even worse then all of the above is, Brendon Urie lives right across the street.

   Brendon woke up to the feeling of Ryan touching his penis. It had been a faint tickle that'd he'd vaguely felt as he was sleeping. But when Ryan had hit THE spot, and Brendon's hips had jerked forward, then he'd woke up. And as his eyes opened he was thrust into the most thrilling sensation he'd ever felt. He moaned hard as he body took a moment to comprehend what was happening. And then his back arched and he squirmed hard spreading his legs as wide as he could.

"HOLY FUCK...AHH-OH GOD-OH GOD RYAN" he gasped.

"I don't really know what I'm doing Bren" Ryan admitted but his tone sounded amused.

"AH-JESUS-WHATEVER YOU DO DON'T FUCKING STOP!" Brendon begged his body wriggling as Ryan's fingers targeted all the right places.

"JESUS RYAN!" He moaned, "FASTER!"

   Tho Ryan didn't really know what he was doing, but he started to do it faster, and liked it when Brendon started to struggle a little more. His breath was hitching and his fingers were digging into the pillow under his head. And his body almost died when Ryan stopped teasing it.

"Don't stop don't stop!" He pleaded slightly out of breath. His eyes were closed as the lingering pleasure made his dick throb, ringing lust to every single inch of his body.

   But the pleasure only grew when he felt Ryan crawl on top of him. He noticed very immediately that Ryan was nude. Brendon could feel Ryan's naked dick dangling against his own stomach. He sat up pulling Ryan into a passionate kiss and, as they kissed, Brendon removed the remainder of his clothing.

"OH GOD" He gasped thru kisses as Ryan started to play with his manhood again, "Are we doing this for real?"

   Ryan didn't answer. He wasn't quite ready to commit. He was satisfied with where the situation was going and he just wanted to let it play out. So instead of speaking he just yanked Brendon's dick a little harder.

"FUCK-OH GOD FUCK ME!" Brendon whimpered. He couldn't take the teasing anymore. His body was pounding, all the energy he had was racing to his cock. He needed Ryan. He needed him now. But he was too scared to make a move. Too scared that he'd scare Ryan. He didn't want to risk wasting this moment. And so he moved slowly. Tho his body was pulsing, he could feel his heart beating in his head, and tho his mind was telling him to fuck Ryan right there. He moved slowly. He carefully moved his hands around Ryan's penis yanking it once, and then twice, and then a third time. And then he started to move his fingers up and down the hardening shaft. Ryan started to moan, and he let go of Brendon's dick, moving his arms around the larger boy's back.

"Brenny-mmm!" He whispered against Brendon's ear, then started to bite the cartilage.

   Brendon carefully moved one of his hands under Ryan's crotch reaching back until he could feel the crack of his buttocks. Carefully he slid one finger in and hooked it sideways, knowing very well, what would get Ryan off.

"AHH-GODDAMN!" Ryan gasped he clung a little tighter to Brendon. He wasn't sure yet if it was painful, or the most amazing thing he'd ever felt. But he let Brendon work that one finger into the ring of muscle.

"Yer so tight!" Brendon whispered. But Ryan was gasping too hard to hear him. His body was shaking hard with both fear and excitement. He was anticipating what Brendon's next move would be. And finally Brendon slid a second finger into Ryan's cavity. He scissored his fingers, and hooked them, moving them around inside Ryan. And Ryan's head was spinning with, what he was now sure, was absolute pleasure.

"Oh Bren-" He gasped as he bucked his hips trying to force Brendon a little deeper.

Brendon chuckled softly, "Think yer ready for the real deal yet?"

"OH GOD YEAH-PLEASE BRENNY!" He begged.

   Brendon pulled his hand away, and Ryan let himself fall back on the bed. Passion and excitement were still racing thru his thin body. As Brendon moved across the bed to find the hand lotion he knew Ryan kept on his dresser, Ryan started to yank himself off.

"BRENNY HURRY!" He demanded.

   Brendon grabbed the lotion quickly opening the bottled and slathered his roaring erection. Without even an ounce of hesitation he pushed Ryan's legs open and pushed himself inside hard a fast. When Ryan made a sound of pain he stopped, tho his body was urging him on.

"It-it hurts-UHHH...it fuckin' hurts!" Ryan whined, his voice hitching as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Should I stop?" Brendon asked and hoped Ryan would say no. His body was throbbing so hard, and he wanted it so bad.

"No just-be careful with me!" Ryan whimpered. He wrapped his arms around Brendon's shoulder's pulling the bigger boy down onto him.

"I will I will!" Brendon promised and slowly he started to set a rhythm. Tho he was so "on" that he wanted to pound Ryan's body into dust, he took it slow, and he found it felt just as good. He pulled out slowly, savoring the sounds Ryan made, and the way his thin body arched off the mattress. And then he pushed back in just as slowly making Ryan claw at the sheets beneath him. His thin lanky legs wrapped around Brendon's back.

"A little faster now Bren?" He begged his voice so small as he lacked breath.

   And Brendon sped up, just slightly, trying to keep control of himself.

"AHHHH-GOD-IT FEELS SO GOOD!" Ryan huffed, "FASTER NOW BABY FASTER!"

   And Brendon let go of all the control he'd managed to keep. And when he did his body took off starting to pound Ryan hard. And even tho Ryan was making sounds that seemed to be of pain, he told Brendon not to stop. And Brendon wasn't sure he could've anyway. So he let the raging monster within him pound the smaller boy, until he felt like his dick was gonna explode. Ryan could feel Brendon's length throbbing inside him, and it made him cry out his name into the musty air.

"I'm comin' baby?" Brendon groaned, and gave one hard thrust in moaning loudly as he released. Ryan's body tightened as he came himself, his seed splattering all over his stomach. And when it was over Brendon collapsed on top of the smaller boy, both of them panting to catch their breath.

"My GOD" Ryan sighed, "that was absolutely fantastic!"

   All Brendon could do was laugh softly.

"You wore me out Brenny!" Ryan said thru a yawn.

   But Brendon was already falling asleep anyway. Ryan pulled the covers around them and snuggled closer to the larger boy. As he closed his eyes he felt Brendon's arms wrap around him and he started to nod off feeling safe and warm, knowing in Brendon's arms he'd always feel safe and warm. And knowing that he'd have Brendon to hold him for the rest of his life. He fell asleep listening to the sound of Brendon's heartbeat, and to his beautiful voice singing "Here Comes The Sun".

THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WOW!!! HOW'S THAT FOR A SLASH HUH??? BETTER YET HOW'S THAT FOR AN ENDING!!! XD!!! Usually I find that my sex scenes are really sweet and passionate, but let's face it that's just not reality man, when you're in the heat of the moment it isn't about romance anymore, it's about fucking, and I thot I could add a little of both, passion with some raunchy shit!!! XD!!! LOVE YOU GUYS!!! LOVE LAURIE!!!!!!!

PS: Now for the question!!!

So I have two stories currently waiting in line to be posted and I'm just wondering which you would rather have first!

A) Breathe Me- Is from Brendon's POV and it's about his struggles to cope with the man he loves, Ryan of course, and his medical conditions. Ryan not only had a terrible terminal disease called Strathclyde's syndrome, but he's also bipolar, schizophrenic, and has a split personality. Is a compelling and gripping tale of love and loss in a crazy world! Fully equip with hardships and quirks galore. Feat: Pete Wentz.

Snippet from Breathe Me:

~BRENDON'S POV~

  [I shot up in bed panting to find my breath. When I looked over Ryan was laying there, still fast asleep, his thin body nothing more then a silhouette against the light blue sheets. It was just a dream. No, it wasn't, it was a nightmare. After catching my breath, and settling the whirling in my stomach and the spinning in my head I got up knowing there was no way I'd go back to sleep. When I looked over at the clock it was only 2 AM. I decided to go downstairs and get some coffee. I pulled a robe on and went down the creaky steps as quietly as I could. I went into the kitchen and started to make some coffee. As the coffee brewed I sat at the table trying to calm myself down. I'd never been a very strong believer in dreams having some kind of meaning behind them. But this nightmare felt like something else. I tried hard not to think about it anymore. But that image of Ryan being shot, his body falling to the ground, blood pouring from the hole in his head was so vivid. The more I thot about it the more horrifying it became, and I couldn't get my mind off of it. I just tried to relax. It was just a nightmare. It didn't mean anything at all. It wasn't a warning. I was just a bad dream. And then I remember the man from the dream. When he'd stood over me he'd said something. "Don't you leave on All Hallows Eve!" But I didn't know what that could possibly mean. I didn't want to assume it was a warning. But if it was, would I be wise to heed his lecture? I didn't know what to think at that point. I just couldn't get that image of Ryan laying on the ground dead, out of my mind. It was so vivid that I felt nauseous. I tried to just clear my mind. It had been a dream after all. It didn't mean anything. Nothing was going to happen. We'd be fine.

"Bren" A voice that came from the steps ripped me from my thots. And then Ryan rounded the corner coming thru the dining room to get to the kitchen. He stood in the dining room doorway leaning up against the frame. His silky blue robe was wrapped loosely around him. He looked really sleepy, his eyes were droopy and his hair was a mess.

"What the hell are you doing babe?" He asked thru a yawn and stretched his arms above his head, then scratched his stomach.

"I-I just couldn't sleep!" I stated, not really wanting to explain the dream I'd had.

He yawned again and rubbed his eyes, "Do I smell coffee?" He took a seat across from me at the small round table.

I laughed, "Yeah, I didn't know what else to do at 2 in the morning!"

He smiled lightly, "Well count me in then!"

  I nodded and got up checking the coffee maker. Luckily it was finished. I poured some for Ryan and me and put cream and sugar in both. I sat Ryan's cup in front of him then sat down with my cup in front of me. He sipped his coffee slowly since he knew it was hot. And I stared down at mine watching the cream swirl around on the top. And for a while neither of us spoke, and I could feel an awkward tension between us. Ryan sipped his drink again then sighed softly.

"Are you gonna tell me the real reason you're up at 2 in the morning making coffee babe?" He asked, his tone was a little bitter, and somewhat demanding, but I could tell he was just curious.

"I-I just couldn't sleep anymore, I just had to get up for a while!" I lied. I didn't want to tell Ryan about the dream because I was scared I'd freak him out. I didn't want him to be more paranoid then usual.

"Ok" He said, his voice bitter, as he stood up and walked thru the dining room toward the steps, "if you don't want to tell me then fine I don't care, keep yer fucking secrets!"

  I had to wonder for a moment what kind of secret he thot I'd be keeping from him. His voice sounded so cold. What kind of secrets was he referring to? I stood up leaving my coffee on the table and went upstairs. When I got to our room he was already in bed, with his head hung, I watched tears drip onto the blanket. I stepped in and closed the door behind me. He looked up at me and wiped his face, then layed back in bed and pulled the covers around him.

"What's wrong Ry?" I asked as I crawled into bed next to him. He turned away from me and sighed, but didn't say anything.

"Baby, what's going on?" I begged touching his arm lightly. He pulled away and curled up into a tighter ball. I felt him start to shake when he started to cry again. I layed right behind him, spooning his delicate body.

"Sweetie, tell me what's wrong? Why do you think I'm keeping secrets from you?"

  He pushed me away from him and stood up, wrapping his robe tighter around him. He walked into the middle of the room and sighed, then turning to me he shook his head and started to cry.

"You can't stand me anymore right? That's it! You can't deal with my shit anymore!" He rambled. I had no idea where any of this was coming from.

"Ry-"

"NO THAT'S IT, I UNDERSTAND, WHY DON'T YOU JUST ADMIT IT!" He snapped.

"Cuz-that's not it. I don't even know where you're getting this information Ry. Where is this shit coming from?" I asked as I stood up and walked toward him.

"I heard you yesterday on the phone with Pete, you don't even have time for your book because you're so busy taking care of me. It's ok Bren. I understand if you can't handle it anymore. I'll just go back into the hospital or something baby!"

  I had to pause unsure of what to say. Did he really honestly think I'd ever let him go back into the mental hospital? Did he really honestly think that I wanted him to go back into the hospital? I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Ryan, I don't understand why you're saying this shit, I don't even know what made you think this shit's true?"

"Just admit it Bren, I know it's hard, I've lost lots of boyfriends because of this disease!" He whimpered and started to cry again.

"Ryan" I walked over to him and grabbed him wrapping him up as tight as I could in my arms. He sobbed against my shoulder. "Baby, I love you so much, don't even think like that. I'd never let you go back to the fucking mental hospital. I'd never leave you. Don't even think that way!"]

B) Pros And Cons Of Breathing- About how Brendon has come down with cancer. It's a tearjerker about his battle with cancer, and trying to keep it a secret from everyone including his lover Ryan who is suspicious that Brendon's cheating.

Snippet from Pros And Cons Of Breathing:

["Babe" Ryan said, very softly from his place on the bed. His voice made Brendon pause and swivel around to face him. "You know you can tell me anything, don't you?" Ryan asked, his lowered tone implied that he knew something was wrong, and that Brendon was lying about being ok. But Brendon wasn't going to say anything, not yet, it wasn't time yet. Instead he just nodded, then abruptly left the room. He went down stairs and moved very slowly into the living room where Spencer and Eric were playing Guitar Hero. They were both vegged out on the couch, staring at the TV like it had hypnotized them. Brendon didn't say anything to them. He wanted to save another Q and A. He was so tired to everyone asking him if he was all right. He was tired of having to lie about how he was just, tired. His excuses were few and far between, but they all revolved around one platinum cause and that was, he just needed some rest.

"I just need some more sleep, I'll be good to go in a few days!" He'd told his friend and label mate Pete Wentz, after they'd gone out to breakfast one morning.

  But even Pete hadn't bought Brendon's bullshit excuse.

"You can talk to me, I mean, if you need to!" Pete had recanted.

  But Brendon had never even thot about talking, not to anyone. This wasn't the type of thing that you can talk about to make it better. Talking wasn't going to cure it, and it wasn't going to make it go away. So Brendon had decided very early on that lying about what was actually wrong was the best idea. He knew it wasn't safe to risk letting information like that out. It would worry Panic! At The Disco's fans to think their all too beloved lead singer was dying of lung cancer. No! Brendon knew talking about it wouldn't make it easier to live with. Infact talking about it would only make everything harder. People would start apologizing to him. His fans would send him thousands and thousands of I love you or get well soon comments on every Panic! At The Disco website they could find. The press would go nuts. He didn't want all that attention. He just wanted to keep it a secret. He would continue to go to oncologist appointments in seclusion. He wouldn't tell anyone, not even his lover of almost five years. No one could know. Not unless...but Brendon tried not to think too far into the future. His disease was still in the early stages, and the chemo, so far had been responding well. The tumors in his bronchial tubes weren't shrinking, but also weren't growing, and that was a good sign. The doctors didn't even, at that point anyway, think he'd need any surgery. But they had also reminded him that cancer wasn't an exact science and that anything could happen between now and the end of his battle. But when he'd heard his struggled was going well after his third round of chemo, he'd come home, shaved his now thinning hair, and had a glass of champagne to celebrate. No one had even question why it was he'd suddenly taken on this new "do", and he was ok with everyone's blatant disregard for his choice of style. Tho some of the fans had commented that they liked his hair longer. He knew there was really nothing he could do about it now.]

ALRIGHTY!!!! WELL THERE ARE YOUR OPTIONS!!! VOTE NOW!!! XD!!! THANKS SO MUCH EVERYONE!!!!! LOVE YOU ALLLLLL!!! LOVE LAURIE!!!!!!!! I'LL KEEP THE VOTING POLL OPEN FOR TWO WEEKS!!! AFTER THAT WHICHEVER FIC WINS WILL BE THE ONE I POST!!! I LOVE YA'LL LOVE LAURIE!!!

PS: i will try to work on a sequel to across the street!!!!

CHAPTER 32

Title: Across The Street

Author: Laurie [Waurie] Marie

Disclaimer: I made the picture. YOU POST YOU CREDIT [Laurie Marie]!!! I own the entire story and the title. I don't however own any of the bands or the famous characters. This is a fanfiction written for fun! It's not meant to be taken seriously!!!

Genre: Drama

Fandom: Panic at the Disco, Fall Out Boy, The Cab...ETC

Characters: Brendon Urie [Bdon], Ryan Ross [RyRo], Spencer Smith, Jon Walker [Jwalk], Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump [Trick], Alex Deleon, Cash Cooligan...ETC

Pairings: Alex + Brendon = Brenex, Ryden [Rydon]...ETC

POV: Narrator...1st person omniscient

Rated: R [violence, bullying, sexuality, homosexuality, abuse]

Summary: At school Ryan's bullied for being a nerdy geek. At home he's bullied for being a worthless good for nothing punk. And as if all that wasn't bad enough now Ryan's developing a crush on one of the most popular, BOYS, in school. Brendon Urie is the captain of every club from foreign language club to yearbook club. Plus he's the captain of the soccer team. He's a major geek, but the popular kind that everyone loves. And worse, he's openly gay. Now Ryan finds himself torn between his life of hell, and the feelings he thinks he's having. And the thing that's even worse then all of the above is, Brendon Urie lives right across the street.

   Brendon fixed his hair and straightened his shirt.

"We kissed" Spencer said, "it's no big deal, we don't need to go telling Ryan about this ok!"

"We made out Spencer, I put my hand in yer pants, but I agree we don't need to tell Ryan!"

"Yeah" Spencer shot, "he doesn't need the stress, and plus it didn't mean anything we're both just really scared right now!"

   Brendon nodded. The two of them left the bathroom and went out to sit in the hall outside Ryan's room with Kat and Stan. After a while of waiting Elliot walked out with a tear stained face.

"He want to see you both" She pointed at Brendon and Spencer.

   They nodded and walked into Ryan's room together. He was laying in bed, all the machines hooked back up to him, with gauze now around his thin throat.

"Ryan honey we're here" Spencer said as he touched Ryan's hand softly.

   Ryan opened his honey eyes looking straight up at Spencer and smiled.

"Hey" his voice was even raspier then before.

"Hey, how you feelin'?"

He laughed hoarsely, "I'm tired of ppl asking that!"

"I bet!" Spencer laughed, then added "Brendon's here too honey!"

   Brendon wanted to step out of the corner where he was hiding, but he decided that he was safe there, and he liked it there and he wanted to stay there.

"C'mere Bren?" Ryan whispered.

"N-nah it's ok I can hear you Ry!" Brendon stuttered.

"C'mere Bren?" He said a little more sternly.

   Brendon carefully slipped over to the gurney. Ryan held his hand out to him as far as he could with the restraints on, his honey eyes closing as pain engulfed his thin body. Brendon took his hand lightly and savored the warmth.

"I said some things that I didn't mean!" Ryan said groaning softly.

Brendon nodded, "I know, you don't really love me, it's ok, I understand you were-!"

"NO" Ryan cut him off, "not that, the other stuff, about how I wanted to die because of you. I don't know why I said that Bren, I don't mean it, I was just so scared, I'm still scared. I really like you, NO, I love you. And that scares me to death. I don't understand why I feel like this!"

   Brendon didn't know what to say, there was nothing to say, there was only one thing to do and he did it. Bending down he pushed his lips into Ryan's and wanted to squeal like an excited little girl when Ryan parted his lips allowing Brendon's tongue into his mouth. But instead of squealing Brendon just moaned. When they separated he was out of breath.

"I love you, but I'm not ready for anyone to know yet!" Ryan stated.

Brendon nodded, "Then we won't tell, it's no one's business!"

Ryan smiled but only for a second, and frowning said, "I'm really sorry I tried to kill myself, I'm even sorrier that I blamed it on you. I know you didn't do anything Bren. I was just really scared!"

"Ryan don't even think about it now ok. We don't have to rush we'll just take it slow and see what happens!"

   Ryan laughed, then without warning, pushed his lips up into Brendon's melting into the warmth of Brendon's tongue. Spencer stood by, feeling suddenly jealous and not knowing why. Was he jealous of Brendon, for taking all of his BFFL's attention, or was he jealous of Ryan for kissing Brendon? He couldn't figure out why, but a green eyed jealously monster was slowly eating away at his heart. Of course that didn't stop Brendon and Ryan from having a slow but passionate make out session. And Spencer found himself wanting to tear Brendon away from Ryan and have his way with him right there on the hospital floor. That thot gave him chills. He knew he had to get rid of those thots right away.

AND YET ANOTHER DRAMATIC TWIST!!!!

THIS FUCKER IS MORE THEN 100 Pages on my comp...it's currently 101 pages on my Microsoft word!!! XD DAMN!!!

Comment please????

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They ain't many chapters left now guys...wow...I feel about to cry...my poor baby, coming to an end...sobs!!!!!!

CHAPTER 33

Title: Across The Street

Author: Laurie [Waurie] Marie

Disclaimer: I made the picture. YOU POST YOU CREDIT [Laurie Marie]!!! I own the entire story and the title. I don't however own any of the bands or the famous characters. This is a fanfiction written for fun! It's not meant to be taken seriously!!!

Genre: Drama

Fandom: Panic at the Disco, Fall Out Boy, The Cab...ETC

Characters: Brendon Urie [Bdon], Ryan Ross [RyRo], Spencer Smith, Jon Walker [Jwalk], Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump [Trick], Alex Deleon, Cash Cooligan...ETC

Pairings: Alex + Brendon = Brenex, Ryden [Rydon]...ETC

POV: Narrator...1st person omniscient

Rated: R [violence, bullying, sexuality, homosexuality, abuse]

Summary: At school Ryan's bullied for being a nerdy geek. At home he's bullied for being a worthless good for nothing punk. And as if all that wasn't bad enough now Ryan's developing a crush on one of the most popular, BOYS, in school. Brendon Urie is the captain of every club from foreign language club to yearbook club. Plus he's the captain of the soccer team. He's a major geek, but the popular kind that everyone loves. And worse, he's openly gay. Now Ryan finds himself torn between his life of hell, and the feelings he thinks he's having. And the thing that's even worse then all of the above is, Brendon Urie lives right across the street.

   Ryan had stayed for a few more days in the hospital. And when he was released had gone straight home and passed out in his nice warm bed for a long time. When he finally woke up it was to the feeling of Brendon jumping on his bed and screaming like a little girl for him to wake up.

"SHUT UP!" He moaned and pulled a pillow over his head.

Brendon laughed, "GET UP BABE" He said and tickled Ryan's barefoot.

   Ryan tucked his feet under the covers and closed his eyes quickly falling back asleep.

"GET UP!" Brendon chimed and pushed Ryan's shirt up tickling his belly.

"GO AWAY" Ryan said laughing and grabbed Brendon's hand.

"NAH, GET UP I GOT A SURPRISE FOR YOU!"

"NO GO AWAY!" Ryan said chuckling again.

   Brendon shoved his fingers into the bend of Ryan's crotch and tickled him until he was begging for it to stop.

"Get up I got a surprise!" Brendon said leaning over to kiss Ryan's lips softly.

Ryan sighed and sat up rubbing his eyes, "FINE I'M UP!" He shot, "WHAT'S THE SURPRISE!"

   Brendon reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys.

"What's that to?" Ryan asked in a stunned voice.

"My dad just bought me a new car" Brendon chimed.

"WHAT, what kind?"

"A Volks Wagon Micro Bus!" Brendon bragged.

"NUH UH!" Ryan jumped out of bed in his pajamas and ran to his bedroom window. He could see the robin's egg blue bus sitting in the driveway.

"OMG, LETS DRIVE SOMEWHERE!" Ryan shot as he fumbled to find a jacket.

   Brendon laughed and picked Ryan's jacket up off the floor throwing it to him.

"We could go visit Spencer!" Brendon suggested.

"OK, CAN I GET BREAKFAST FIRST THO I'M HUNGRY!"

"Yeah I'll get something for you!"

   Ryan nodded and scuttled over to the door, but Brendon stopped him, laughing at how childlike his boyfriend was, and leaned in kissing him lightly. Ryan stopped only when he started to laugh.

"Wha-" Brendon asked afraid that he'd done something embarrassing.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about how big yer trunk is!"

Brendon laughed, "Yeah, what's that mean?"

"You could fit a mattress back there!"

"YEAH" Brendon didn't understand where the conversation was going.

"And we could have sex on it!"

Brendon cracked up, "That'd be fun!'

   Ryan nodded and nuzzled his head under Brendon's chin, kissing his soft creamy skin lightly. Now that he and Brendon were dating officially, even if it was still in the closet, Ryan found himself lusting for Brendon more and more every time they saw eachother and they hung out a lot.

"Maybe instead of going to visit Spencer we could have sex after breakfast!" Brendon joked, but got a bit scared when Ryan gave him a dead serious "OK LETS DO IT" look.

"Maybe we could!" Ryan chimed and pulled the comforter off his bed wrapping it around him tightly.

   Brendon leaned in kissing the slightly taller and much skinnier, boy's throat. It was still covered in gauze but Brendon knew he could still feel it.

"Maybe, if you still want to after breakfast we could try!" Brendon said. He didn't want it to seem like he was rushing things! He wasn't rushing things. He finally had Ryan and he wanted to keep him.

"Ok, I love you!" Ryan chirped then walked out the door and went down the stairs with the comforter still around him.

   Brendon followed close behind him.

   They decided to go inside McDonalds and get some breakfast. They had some pancakes. And when they finished eating they stayed there talking for a while. And then Ryan did something that Brendon was REALLY not expecting. In front of a very busy breakfast crown Ryan leaned in kissing the other boy. And Brendon felt so empowered, so wonderful, like superman. He knew ppl were watching, and he didn't care. He slipped his arms around Ryan's waist and held him as his small body trembled. "I love you" Ryan murmured between kisses, and those words made Brendon's heart soar across the universe. Ppl were watching and Ryan didn't care. Ryan was still kissing him. Ryan's arms were now around Brendon's neck and the two of them were getting pretty deeply involved. That's when Ryan realized it was time to stop. He pulled back, a bit breathless and smiled.

"That was totally wicked!" Brendon joked in the gayest lisp he could fake. Ryan just laughed.

   The two of them left McDonalds hand in hand, and decided to go visit Spencer when Ryan was quite ready to get serious yet. They only stayed a Spencer's for a little while since he had a bunch of stuff to do that day. And instead of going home they went to a park and walked the track for a while. They didn't go home till later, stopping on the way to get some more McDonalds. As they ate in the car Ryan started to laugh.

"If you keep spoiling me with McDonalds I'm gonna get fat!"

"Ah, s'all good, more cushion for the pushin'!" Brendon kidded.

Ryan laughed, "What if I got up to like the size of the Goodyear blimp!"

"Um...then I'd definitely have to be on top!" Brendon joked again.

Ryan laughed again, "Yer so funny Bren, that's what I love about you! You always make me laugh!"

"I try" Brendon said sheepishly as he reached over grabbing Ryan's hand.

   They went back to Ryan's house, going up to his room and curled up in bed to watch a movie. Which ended with them making out thru all the sex scenes. Making out hard and rough, Brendon reaching into Ryan's pants to cop a feel, Ryan feeling up Brendon as well. They stopped before any real sex happened since Ryan got nervous, but Brendon was ok with that.

"I like touchin' your naughty places!" Brendon joked, making himself laugh.

Ryan laughed as well, "I like it when you touch my naughty places" he agreed.

   He curled up against Brendon's chest and sighed like he was relieved.

"I'm so glad I have a boyfriend!" He chirped, his voice a little sleepy.

"Not as happy at I am!" Brendon snorted playfully.

   Ryan giggled and wrapped his arms around the bigger boy's chest. Brendon put his arms around Ryan's thin body.

"Yer absolutely beautiful today baby!" he whispered.

   Ryan couldn't repress the smile that stretched from ear to ear.

"Thanks, yer pretty handsome yourself!" He snickered in reply.

   Brendon leaned in kissing Ryan's lips gently and Ryan kissed back as passion made his blood race.

"I love you" Brendon whispered, when he pulled back, "now take a nap, you need yer rest if you ever want to heal all the way!"

   Ryan put in head on Brendon's chest even tho he'd wanted to go further then kissing at that moment. He was confident that they'd go all the way, and soon!!!

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Well if that doesn't leave room for a slash scene next chapter then I don't know what does!!!!!!! XD lol!!! Comment please??? Love Laurie!!! PS: SLASH SCENE NEXT CHAPTER!!! OK...i got one more chapter to post after this...and then...is time for a big decision on you all's part!!! XD!!! THANKS SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!

Libby's story:

a year ago, I came to colorado with my parents because they thought their relationship would repair it's self if they had a more "relaxing environment" around them. Surely the move didn't work. I never really had that much friends back in Florida so I didn't really miss it much. 

My mom is a lyrical dance teacher who just got hired at a dance school at the time. One day after school she brought me to the dance school to show me around and watch. As I was by mom as she talked to the owner I saw a long lean girl with brunette hair running under the customer service desk dodging under from the back room. She gave me a smiling look while she noticed me. Around thirty seconds later she popped out of the corner on the floor. "hey" she whispered looking up at me. "Do you see a tall man with a hat in a scarf anywhere around". "No" I said nodding back. She looked back and forth and dashed back into the back room. But as she was leaving to a room behind, a man similar to what she describes popped out of a closet and startled her into a bunch of rental tap shoes. The owner looked back and laughed "Oh, Mariah..." then continued to talk to mom and offered my mom for a tour. My mom accepted and they left me alone in the lobby with The girl and the guy. They smiled at each other and walked up to me. "Are you a new student here?" the guy asked. "No, my mom's a new teacher" I said. "Oh, cool well I'm Tucker I'm a new student teacher here too". The girl walked up to us, "Tucker, stop trying to make new friends because you know I'm better at that then you are" she said grabbing my shoulder and pulling me away. "Tucker" laughed and rolled his eyes then went to grab files or something. "Hi my name is Mariah, I'm a student here in jazz, tap, hip hop and ballet" she started to brag. "Nice to meet you Mariah, my name is Libby" I said back. "Libby... I like that name. In fact I think I'll name my baby that when she's born" Mariah rubbed her tummy. At first I was about to freak out, this girl was pregnant! She rolled her eyes. "I'm joking!, what you think i'd actually be expecting!". We both laughed at the same time and then that's when I found my best friend...

Two hours have passed, Ryan was still in shocked, by that time his eyes had bags under them and bloodshot. Libby was next to him rubbing her hand on his shoulder trying to sooth him. Mariah went too bored she was lying on the floor looking up at the ceiling with a marker she found under the couch. Libby stared down and glared at her "You are so juvenile" she said. That was the only thing spoke after two hours, Mariah didn't respond. After awhile the silence was cut of from a knock on Ryan's door. 

Libby signaled Mariah to get it because Ryan was too sad to get up. "Fine" Mariah rolled her eyes and got up. Mariah opened the door to find a girl with browns eyes and blonde hair starring at her, depressed. "Yo" Mariah nodded her head scanning at her. She looked familiar in many ways; one reason was she looked kinda like that girl who kinda looked like Libby, Kate?. Then the other reason was that she's seen her somewhere before maybe performing a dance with her and others once. "hey are you Keltie" Mariah said. "Yeah" she said back.

"I just wanted to tell Ryan... sorry about the news." she said slowly. She was puzzled backing herself away from Mariah due to her scribbled face. "Yeah sure come in!" Mariah stepped out of the way. "My name is Mariah, I'm Libby's best friend, who's currently 'Ryan's friend" she handed out her hand and Keltie shook it. They walked across the hallway into the living room. Mariah walked ahead of her. "Ross has a visitor" Mariah said falling back on to the carpet. Keltie took a seat on the other couch at the end of the living space. "Keltie..." Ryan pointed out. "Sorry I kept Hobo so long, I'll go get her in the backyard" he got up and ran to the backyard avoiding to get into an argument with her. Mariah and Libby looked at each other then Mariah flipped her head to Keltie. "Ya herd the news?" she asked her. Keltie sighed and nodded not saying the word. Ryan came back with Hobo, she ran across the room wagging her tail glad to see her mommy. 

Keltie picked hobo up but still didn't speak for awhile. Ryan sat back next to Libby. "I just can't believe it" Ryan said looking down. "He's... the other reason why I came here" Keltie looked up saying. Ryan starred at her waiting for her to continue. She took deep breathe. "You, see Ryan, it was two days after your 21st birthday and me and Brendon were in a room alone while you, Spencer and Jon where dillydallying off with Pete. Then when I made eye contact with him. That was it... we fell madly in love with each other. We kept it secret from everyone till I found out that text message from you. Then we started to get even more closer if you know what I mean...". Ryan paused then glared at her. "You mean to tell me after all of that. You where with him, You cheated on me?" his voice raised. Keltie jumped up from the couch "You cheated on me too!, we were in love!, I thought I was in love with you till I finally found out the real Brendon" She weeped. "I knew it! I just knew it! Spencer tried to tell me. I should have listened to him!" Ryan said pasting around the room waving his arms in the air. Keltie stormed up face to face with him, it was the closest she's been to him in a long time. Mariah jumped off of the floor and sat next to Libby in Ryan's spot. "This is getting Juicy!" Mariah leaned whispering to Libby. "Ri, shut up!" she whispered back. 

Keltie and Ryan kept on throwing words at each other, one problem after the other. Mariah picked up hobo and snuggled her while they both watched. At one point Mariah interrupted their babble. "Me and Hobo are on Keltie's side!" she said. Hobo barked agreeing with her. "Mariah, shut up!" Libby snapped. "No, Libby you shut up because you're on Ross' side!" Mariah was trying to joke around but it was no time for joking. It turned into a real argument between them while Ryan and Keltie continued. The room was filled with stubborn toned talking from the four people in it. 

But it came to a sudden stop when Libby and Mariah herd a noise that sounded like a hand smacking someone's face hard enough for the person to hit the ground. They turned to find Keltie holding the side of her face with her mouth open looking at Ryan. As Keltie was about to fight back, Ryan pushed her down and picked her up by her shirt. Nose to nose looking furious at her he started talking to her again. "You don't know what, I've been through all my life..." he quietly growls. "I grew up with an abusive drunk, basically hated by everyone and now one of my best friend has died and you're giving me pressure on this? I don't care you cheated on me with him but why tell me after he just past?" He dropped Keltie back on the floor and she started to cry. 

Brendon's Point of view:

White, all I could see was white. White as white can get, so white it was burning my eyes. For one second I turned around and then then a silhouette holding up of what appeared to be gun, shot at my head. Then white... I herd nothing but the sound of rain and feel as if someone was still driving the limo. After I felt a big crashed and it stopped, then for two hours all I saw as the white until it turned from a blur, from foggy sight to crystal clear sight once again. It was morning and I was lying on a black leather seat. As I pulled my body up I felt like it was still down yet I was up. I placed by hand to the side and felt gooey dry liquid stuff hit my palm I lifted my hand up and looked at it. It was blood, I looked down and there I was. Dead, cold, bloody, and dirty. I felt like freaking out but somehow I didn't. I jumped up and with out taking sight off me. I stumbled and fell right through the limo and onto the grass. "This has got to be a dream" I said to myself. No more like a nightmare...

I felt something behind me and looked up. It was two police men talking to each other. Talking about what happened last night and that Spencer and the band were safe. At least they're safe, Oh man, that would be terrible if something happened to them! 

They don't notice me, so I slip through under the ground and fly back up. I felt a tingle in my spin making me think of...of... Ryan?

chapter 1: Chanel no.5 

Libby came down stairs trying not to stumble from getting out of bed too fast. The sizzle and crackle of breakfast on the stove and the smell of home cooked pancakes and bacon alerted her. She came into the kitchen and admired the view of the early cali sun from the window. "How lovely" she sighed to Ryan at the other end of the kitchen flipping the pancakes. "Not as lovely as you..." he turned his head smiling at her with his cute little laugh. His hair was wet and he was in nothing but a beige towel covering himself from his shower. SHe chuckled back at him and walked to him then pecked him on the check. She put her hand on his shoulder and gazed at the pancakes he was cooking. "Thank you" she said, "thank you for letting me and Ri stay here in california, instead of going back to Colorado with my stupid parents getting a divorce!". "No problem" he said back to her. "I decided you needed to let go of it relax and just escape. I want to spend more quality time with you anyways" he kissed the top of her head and looked into her eyes. After about three seconds they snapped out of it and he got plates and set the pancakes and bacon on them. Libby walked to the table smiling in delight of her yummy breakfast. He placed a plate in front of her, another next to her and then another across from her. He sat to the plate next to her and started putting syrup on his. She took a bit "YUM!" she said chewing her food. "How do you make such great pancakes" she asked, ryan shrugged "It takes years of practice, you know I'm a black belt at Pancakate" She laughed at what he said. "Ryan, you are so funny, I'm glad I met a guy like you". All the sudden they herd the stairs leading to the basement, creek and moans so disturbed they could be a ghost's. But it wasn't. It was Libby's best friend Mariah, who happened to be a dancer that came with Libby to California and now she's "crashing" with her and Ryan. Though Mariah or "Ri" is more physically prettier and a taller figure than Libby, Ryan had a sudden interest for Libby. Mariah rubbed her eyes and yawned. Curlers were in her hair and her feet where snugged in ripped, dirty, once fluffy slippers she borrowed from her other friend Sierra back in Denver.

"What's for breaky" she said walking up to Libby and Ryan. Libby was bout to throw herself across the table and attack Mariah for ruining their moment, but she controlled herself. "Pancakes" Ryan smiled and handed Mariah her plate. Mariah looked down at it and scowled. "Excuse me but, I think you loved a dancer for two years, you know what they eat. I'm not eating this bacon" she huffed and scrapped the bacon on the kitchen floor. Libby had enough of Mariah's daily picky nonsense and asked her to leave out of the kitchen. "Ri, go in Ryan's living room and watch TV or something" she said trying not to growl at her. "Fine, I'll leave you two love leeches alone, you can suck the gushy mushy love out of each other" Mariah turned quickly out of the kitchen, almost making her pancakes slip of the plate. 

Ryan waited till he herd the TV turn on and then turned to Libby pulling her hair in the back of her ear. "Is she always like this?" he said so quietly Libby could barely hear him. "She has episodes, thank a pouty step sister for making her strong against her will" she said running her hand through Ryan's hair. 

Libby and Mariah came to california because Libby was visiting her cousin and Mariah was shooting as a background dancer in a Lady Gaga video. Paris Hilton was starring in the video and had an hour long conversation with Mariah on the set. They decided to meet up one night somewhere and Mariah decided to take Libby. But since Libby's only 17 and Mariah's only 16, they can't go to clubs so instead Paris Hilton took them to a bonfire with some of her hippy friends. That's where Libby met Ryan and they started to talk. She finally had started having feelings for him after Mariah busted in their talk at one point and told him that she had the most major crush on him when she was little. Libby didn't want anymore of Mariah's old memories on her rockstar crush so she shooed her off. Ryan said it was okay and her heart beated and then one talk led to another and then they went home with him. Now Libby's parents and Mariah's mom (Especially Mariah's mom...) must be freaking out that they are three days due after returning to denver. 

Mariah ran as fast as she can to the kitchen trying not to slip in Sierra's slippers. She fell back but held herself leaning on the doorway. She was hyperventilating which led to Libby to think of her acting like an idiot and Ryan was startled. "What, now!" Libby sighed. "Brendon Urei!...Ryan!...Brendon Urie!..." she said crawling on the floor. "What are you trying to say" Ryan chimed in. "Limo, VMAS, out in the middle of nowhere, on CNN NEWS!" Mariah's words trembled. "Okay, now you're just speaking in tongues" Libby said looking down at her raising an eyebrow. Mariah jumped up on her legs landing in some pile like form. "CNN news just said that Brendon Urie, Ryan's old bandmate was the only member of Panic At The Disco, shot and killed, leaving the VMAS in their limo. For the rest and the limo driver they all escaped last night... the limo was found this morning crashed into citrus trees with his body in it!" Mariah explained squealing quietly. "Ri, that's not even funny!" Libby snapped back at her. "See for yourself" Mariah responded and Ryan pushed her out of the way running to the living room with Libby behind. They stopped and looked at the TV not even bothering to sit. Pete Wentz was on the screen, with tears running down his eyes and Ashlee Simpson was there next to him covering her tears with big shaddy sunglasses. "I love you man... Our love goes out to his family and Spencer, who's in the hospital." Wentz couldn't bear it anymore talking and collapsed crying into his wife's arms. Ashlee took the mic holding Pete. "We all thank you for the love and support during this hard time, thank you" they walked off and it went back to the newswoman. She repeated the headline "Lead singer of rock band, Panic At The Disco's Brendon Urie shot dead!"

Libby turned her head towards Ryan, he had tears in his eyes looking at the screen speechless and motionless.