Status: Hiatus
My Night With Your Nephew
Chapter 34- Concert! [Finally]
We entered the building, gave our tickets to the man at the door, and searched the arena to find our seats. The place was really big, bigger than I remember it a few years back. We finally found our seats when I realized I was really thirsty, I mean walking around was a little tiring.
“I'm gonna like die of thirst if I don't have anything to drink soon.” I told Jae.
“Okay, as long as your not getting up and down all through the concert to piss. Which I really have to do now, come on.” He said standing up and grabbing my hand as we pushed our way through the crowd of people.
“Just go back to our seats if you get done before I do. That line looks like it's gonna take forever to get through.” He told me eying the line to the mens room, which looked like it was about a mile long.
“'Kay.” I said getting in the line for the refreshment stand.
Getting through the line turned out to be quicker than I thought. I was glad I decided not to get any food, all the stuff they had there looked like it had been swimming in fat while cooking. I ordered a Dr. Pepper and paid the guy at the counter. I wasn't sure if Jae was out of the bathroom yet so I just walked back to our seats anyway. I sat there for about five minutes before he came back.
“God, that line was soo long!” He groaned leaning back in his chair as far as he could without hitting the knees of the kid behind him.
“I know, I watched you stand there unmoving for like five minutes before I got my drink. Hey, what's that?” I asked noticing a small black bag seating next to him on his chair.
“Oh nothing, it's just something I grabbed outside.” He said, sliding it further down the seat so I couldn't see it anymore.
“Please tell me it isn't anything from the bathroom.” I joked.
“No.” He said looking down at the stage.
“Then what is it?” I asked really curious. I mean it could have been for me.
“It's your hot cousin!” He answered. It was something we always said when we were joking around or wanted to surprise the other. I started saying it a couple years ago, and got Jae started on it.
“If you think you're gonna find my hot cousin here, then you, my friend, are confused.” I told him.
“And why is that?” He asked.
“Because we're not at a Fall Out Boy concert.” I said laughing at the stupid joke I had just made.
“Oh haha, you're so funny.” He said. “Now shut up, they're gonna be out in like two minutes.”
“And how would you know that?” I asked.
“Um, maybe the big countdown on the screen up there.” He said pointing his finger in the direction he wanted me to look.
“Oh.” I said, unable to think of anything smart to say back.
“Look down there.” He said leaning over the gate in front of us a little to look right underneath where we were sitting. Looking down I saw a tiny figure with black hair wearing tight black jeans and a black shirt running down through the crowd in the pit in the middle of the floor. He was running up to the stage just as the countdown reached 10 seconds. He jumped on the stage with the help of one of the guards as the rest of the band ran on stage as the lights went almost out and a huge sign lit up in back of them with the words Panic! At The Disco illuminated in large fancy writing. Then a little light shone on them as Brendon began to sing:
It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street.
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,
And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday.
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.
Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.
Yeah (Yeah)
And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin"
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before,
after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.
There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses
And sleeping with the roaches and they taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
When they ended the whole arena was filled with screams.
“By the end of this thing we're gonna be def from the scream of the teenie.” Jae said in my ear.
I faced him giggling and pulled his hat down over his ears. “That better, babe?”
He smiled then pointed for me to look down at the stage.
“Hello Cleveland!” Brendon screamed into the microphone. “How're you guys doing tonight?!”
His response came back as screams.
They played a couple more songs until it came to the part that got everybody excited.
“Have you ever dreamt you were in a sunflower field, running towards the one you love for the perfect kiss?” Brendon started, walking closer to Ryan with each word. When he finally got close enough he leaned into kiss him, but was quick enough to place a peck on Ryan's cheek as he tried to pull away before he could.
“Well this isn't that kind of dream. This is about sweaty, angry, crazy fucking.” He said, and then the whole audience screamed. “This song is called “Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off.”
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)
Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
And hold a lover close
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
***************************** After the concert.
“Oh my holy gee, that was fucking awesome.” I said as we walked towards the stage to get back in the room we would meet them in.
“Glad you enjoyed it.” He said laughing.
“Why didn't you like it?” I asked.
“Hell yes, I loved it.” He said.
“He's so hot!” I said a little too high pitched as we walked past a door with a poster of them on it.
“Oh no, now you're gonna be like this all week aren't you?” He asked me laughing.
“You know it.” I said laughing. “Oh you know you love him too.”
“Oh yeah, I'm gonna be having wet dreams for the next two weeks.” He said rolling his eyes.
“I'm gonna ask you everyday if you did then.” I said skipping as we came to the door and showed our passes to a rather large security guard. He lead us back to a room and we waited five minutes until the door opened slowly and.....
“I'm gonna like die of thirst if I don't have anything to drink soon.” I told Jae.
“Okay, as long as your not getting up and down all through the concert to piss. Which I really have to do now, come on.” He said standing up and grabbing my hand as we pushed our way through the crowd of people.
“Just go back to our seats if you get done before I do. That line looks like it's gonna take forever to get through.” He told me eying the line to the mens room, which looked like it was about a mile long.
“'Kay.” I said getting in the line for the refreshment stand.
Getting through the line turned out to be quicker than I thought. I was glad I decided not to get any food, all the stuff they had there looked like it had been swimming in fat while cooking. I ordered a Dr. Pepper and paid the guy at the counter. I wasn't sure if Jae was out of the bathroom yet so I just walked back to our seats anyway. I sat there for about five minutes before he came back.
“God, that line was soo long!” He groaned leaning back in his chair as far as he could without hitting the knees of the kid behind him.
“I know, I watched you stand there unmoving for like five minutes before I got my drink. Hey, what's that?” I asked noticing a small black bag seating next to him on his chair.
“Oh nothing, it's just something I grabbed outside.” He said, sliding it further down the seat so I couldn't see it anymore.
“Please tell me it isn't anything from the bathroom.” I joked.
“No.” He said looking down at the stage.
“Then what is it?” I asked really curious. I mean it could have been for me.
“It's your hot cousin!” He answered. It was something we always said when we were joking around or wanted to surprise the other. I started saying it a couple years ago, and got Jae started on it.
“If you think you're gonna find my hot cousin here, then you, my friend, are confused.” I told him.
“And why is that?” He asked.
“Because we're not at a Fall Out Boy concert.” I said laughing at the stupid joke I had just made.
“Oh haha, you're so funny.” He said. “Now shut up, they're gonna be out in like two minutes.”
“And how would you know that?” I asked.
“Um, maybe the big countdown on the screen up there.” He said pointing his finger in the direction he wanted me to look.
“Oh.” I said, unable to think of anything smart to say back.
“Look down there.” He said leaning over the gate in front of us a little to look right underneath where we were sitting. Looking down I saw a tiny figure with black hair wearing tight black jeans and a black shirt running down through the crowd in the pit in the middle of the floor. He was running up to the stage just as the countdown reached 10 seconds. He jumped on the stage with the help of one of the guards as the rest of the band ran on stage as the lights went almost out and a huge sign lit up in back of them with the words Panic! At The Disco illuminated in large fancy writing. Then a little light shone on them as Brendon began to sing:
It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street.
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,
And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday.
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.
Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.
Yeah (Yeah)
And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin"
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before,
after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.
There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses
And sleeping with the roaches and they taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
When they ended the whole arena was filled with screams.
“By the end of this thing we're gonna be def from the scream of the teenie.” Jae said in my ear.
I faced him giggling and pulled his hat down over his ears. “That better, babe?”
He smiled then pointed for me to look down at the stage.
“Hello Cleveland!” Brendon screamed into the microphone. “How're you guys doing tonight?!”
His response came back as screams.
They played a couple more songs until it came to the part that got everybody excited.
“Have you ever dreamt you were in a sunflower field, running towards the one you love for the perfect kiss?” Brendon started, walking closer to Ryan with each word. When he finally got close enough he leaned into kiss him, but was quick enough to place a peck on Ryan's cheek as he tried to pull away before he could.
“Well this isn't that kind of dream. This is about sweaty, angry, crazy fucking.” He said, and then the whole audience screamed. “This song is called “Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off.”
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)
Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
And hold a lover close
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster
***************************** After the concert.
“Oh my holy gee, that was fucking awesome.” I said as we walked towards the stage to get back in the room we would meet them in.
“Glad you enjoyed it.” He said laughing.
“Why didn't you like it?” I asked.
“Hell yes, I loved it.” He said.
“He's so hot!” I said a little too high pitched as we walked past a door with a poster of them on it.
“Oh no, now you're gonna be like this all week aren't you?” He asked me laughing.
“You know it.” I said laughing. “Oh you know you love him too.”
“Oh yeah, I'm gonna be having wet dreams for the next two weeks.” He said rolling his eyes.
“I'm gonna ask you everyday if you did then.” I said skipping as we came to the door and showed our passes to a rather large security guard. He lead us back to a room and we waited five minutes until the door opened slowly and.....