But It's Better If You Do
i thought he cussed
Pt. 5
As i was walking over to panic!’s bus i thought
What am I doing? I’ve been to panic!’s bus more than nick’s...besides sleeping. Darn it I cant go over there til I sort out my heart, no wait I promised but I thought I loved nick...
i arrived at the bus and hesitated to knock in the mean time ryan had seen me opened the door and pulled me in.
“well hello to you too”
“oh sorry brendon’s hunting you down”
“why?”
“well......”
brendon burst thru the door
“there you are I was looking every where for you, ryan wouldn’t shutup about you coming over as always and decided why not get her...here...now”
ryan was giving him a death glare from wut i could see.
“sorry was I not supposed to say that?”
ryan rolled his eyes and turned towards me.
“so wutcha wanna do today?”
“I don’t kno well... I don’t kno”
“I was hoping youd say that”
“wut?...okaaaaaaaaay”
“come w/ me”
“o...k...”
he dragged me out of the bus. He hopped in his car dragging me along w/ him.
“what are we doing?”
“just riding”
“are you kidding me w/ these gas prices”
ryan laughed to himself after that there was silence so i decided to break it.
You’re sweet...i think...are you gonna rape me?”
“no you think im stupid panic! Would be kicked off the tour and we would be shunned from the musical industry and with our success I think not.”
“okiee dokiee”
*oh well imagine as im pacing the pews in a church corridor*
i reached in my pocket and pulled out my cellphone and read the caller id .
“sexy beast of a lead singer”
“what?”
“brendon”
“oh”
“hello”
“hay where are yall at”
“somewhere...well nowhere...well I don’t kno talk to ry”
he talked to ry and they hung up.
“I still love that ring tone”
“you should...well neways seriously where are we going”
“I cant tell you”
“what? Why not?”
“cuz where here”
“the grocery store” : ?
i was the most confused i had ever been since i had been there, which is REALLY confused.
“yep”
“you are a nut waiting to crack george ryan ross”
“ok well my dern metabolism is to freakin’ high.”
And yet again i was confused
I thought he cussed
“I herd your not much to cuss so you must not lyk to hear it either”
i nodded he must have seen my confused face.
Awwwwww that’s so sweet.
You walked thru the grocery store watching ryan grab everything in hind sight to fill up panic!’s refridgerator.
*shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time on a live wire right up off the street* ryan’s phone rang i was about to compliment the ring tone wen all of the sudden he moved and walked away?!?!?”
“dude I don’t wanna talk to you so stop calling me!”
“okaaaaaay” i whispered “who was that?”
“nobody”
“was it sum fan girl or su-um”
“kinda yeah”
“ugh”
“hay watch it you ARE one”
“and forever will be but I didn’t mean that towards that I meant it towards THAT!” i pointed to the front window. It was covered in girls taking pictures.
“oh noooo” we gotta call brendon”
“ok whose phone”
“yours im trying to think”
“ok” i called brendon as fast as i could dial for some reason.
“hay brendon we’re at some grocery store and fangirls are every where in the front I don’t kno bout the back but ryan’s car is in the front and we cant get out the front so we need you to come pick us up”
“give the phone to ry”
“okaay” he sounded kinda mad.
“I don’t want it”
“he told me too”
“fine what”
they talked and hung up.
“well”
“he’s coming”
“ok good, was he mad”
“I think we interrupted sumthing”
“oOoOo”
“yea I kno”
there was silence in the car. i decided to brake it lyk always.
“Thanks.” i turned towards ryan.
“your damn welcome” brendon cursed at me!
“gee thank for the profanity”
“you interrupted me!”
“get over it im not about to have it out w/ you BRENDON BOYD URIE”
“shut up”
“you shut up” ryan interrupted “it was my idea to call you ok we just used her phone she doesn’t have to be all punished for it”
“ugh” brendon kept driving til he got a one-half a mile to at least a mile from the bus and i could barely see it.
“get out”
“wut?” we both said in unison.
“you interrupted my make out session now you have to pay”
“I hate you" i mumbled as i got out of the car and started to walk. After awhile of silence i decided to brake it yet again.
“I meant that thanks towards you”
“your welcome...for wut?”
“for your generosity of not cussing for me. Is it hard?”
“no not really I don’t really do it that much neways”
“oh”
i got to the bus and ryan opened the door for me to walk in and nothing prepared me for wut i had just saw.
As i was walking over to panic!’s bus i thought
What am I doing? I’ve been to panic!’s bus more than nick’s...besides sleeping. Darn it I cant go over there til I sort out my heart, no wait I promised but I thought I loved nick...
i arrived at the bus and hesitated to knock in the mean time ryan had seen me opened the door and pulled me in.
“well hello to you too”
“oh sorry brendon’s hunting you down”
“why?”
“well......”
brendon burst thru the door
“there you are I was looking every where for you, ryan wouldn’t shutup about you coming over as always and decided why not get her...here...now”
ryan was giving him a death glare from wut i could see.
“sorry was I not supposed to say that?”
ryan rolled his eyes and turned towards me.
“so wutcha wanna do today?”
“I don’t kno well... I don’t kno”
“I was hoping youd say that”
“wut?...okaaaaaaaaay”
“come w/ me”
“o...k...”
he dragged me out of the bus. He hopped in his car dragging me along w/ him.
“what are we doing?”
“just riding”
“are you kidding me w/ these gas prices”
ryan laughed to himself after that there was silence so i decided to break it.
You’re sweet...i think...are you gonna rape me?”
“no you think im stupid panic! Would be kicked off the tour and we would be shunned from the musical industry and with our success I think not.”
“okiee dokiee”
*oh well imagine as im pacing the pews in a church corridor*
i reached in my pocket and pulled out my cellphone and read the caller id .
“sexy beast of a lead singer”
“what?”
“brendon”
“oh”
“hello”
“hay where are yall at”
“somewhere...well nowhere...well I don’t kno talk to ry”
he talked to ry and they hung up.
“I still love that ring tone”
“you should...well neways seriously where are we going”
“I cant tell you”
“what? Why not?”
“cuz where here”
“the grocery store” : ?
i was the most confused i had ever been since i had been there, which is REALLY confused.
“yep”
“you are a nut waiting to crack george ryan ross”
“ok well my dern metabolism is to freakin’ high.”
And yet again i was confused
I thought he cussed
“I herd your not much to cuss so you must not lyk to hear it either”
i nodded he must have seen my confused face.
Awwwwww that’s so sweet.
You walked thru the grocery store watching ryan grab everything in hind sight to fill up panic!’s refridgerator.
*shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time on a live wire right up off the street* ryan’s phone rang i was about to compliment the ring tone wen all of the sudden he moved and walked away?!?!?”
“dude I don’t wanna talk to you so stop calling me!”
“okaaaaaay” i whispered “who was that?”
“nobody”
“was it sum fan girl or su-um”
“kinda yeah”
“ugh”
“hay watch it you ARE one”
“and forever will be but I didn’t mean that towards that I meant it towards THAT!” i pointed to the front window. It was covered in girls taking pictures.
“oh noooo” we gotta call brendon”
“ok whose phone”
“yours im trying to think”
“ok” i called brendon as fast as i could dial for some reason.
“hay brendon we’re at some grocery store and fangirls are every where in the front I don’t kno bout the back but ryan’s car is in the front and we cant get out the front so we need you to come pick us up”
“give the phone to ry”
“okaay” he sounded kinda mad.
“I don’t want it”
“he told me too”
“fine what”
they talked and hung up.
“well”
“he’s coming”
“ok good, was he mad”
“I think we interrupted sumthing”
“oOoOo”
“yea I kno”
there was silence in the car. i decided to brake it lyk always.
“Thanks.” i turned towards ryan.
“your damn welcome” brendon cursed at me!
“gee thank for the profanity”
“you interrupted me!”
“get over it im not about to have it out w/ you BRENDON BOYD URIE”
“shut up”
“you shut up” ryan interrupted “it was my idea to call you ok we just used her phone she doesn’t have to be all punished for it”
“ugh” brendon kept driving til he got a one-half a mile to at least a mile from the bus and i could barely see it.
“get out”
“wut?” we both said in unison.
“you interrupted my make out session now you have to pay”
“I hate you" i mumbled as i got out of the car and started to walk. After awhile of silence i decided to brake it yet again.
“I meant that thanks towards you”
“your welcome...for wut?”
“for your generosity of not cussing for me. Is it hard?”
“no not really I don’t really do it that much neways”
“oh”
i got to the bus and ryan opened the door for me to walk in and nothing prepared me for wut i had just saw.