I Got a Thing for Band Members
Send My Love To The Dancefloor
The next place we thoughed we could crash, was the cinema. Infront of the cinema, the six of us couldn't agree on one movie what we wanted to see. Me and Ryan wanted to see "National Treasure", but the others wanted to go see "The Golden Compass". So what we did was me and Ryan went to see the movie we wanted and the others went to see the other one.
It was couple of minutes before the movie was about to start, so Ryan thoughed it would be the best time to ask me questions.
"What is your all time favourite band?"
"Queen."
"Where do you want to live?"
"London."
"What you regret most in life?"
"That I wasn't a good teenager."
"Do you have any tattos?"
"Yeah, moon and three stars on my back."
"Ever had any piercing?"
"None, only had my ears pierced."
"Why do you love Mikey?"
"He is everything I want in a man. And I have a weakness for cute bassists."
"What was the last song you listened yesterday?"
"William sang "Same Blood" a little yesterday."
"Why did you become a photograhper?"
"Because my art's teacher said I got talent for it."
"What is your dream?"
"I don't have one?"
"What was your life when growing up?"
"Good. I was a spoild kid. Then a rebel and now I am what I am."
"Who in the whole world you would never take pictures off?"
"Ashlee Simpson."
"Why?"
"She tries too hard to be like her sister. Plus she can't dance and can't sing."
"What do you think of Panic!?"
"Well, I thoughed you guys were kinda lame, but..."
Like saved by the bell, the movie started and Ryan couldn't ask me anymore questions. I just hoped that he would forget where our conversation, no, our questioning stopped.
In the middle of the movie I got a text message from Mikey.
*wat r u 2 doin?*
*watchin da movie...how bout u 4?*
*same..this is so lame movie,I'd rather be with you*
*doin' wat?*
*u know*
*no,I don't. tell me mikey*
*u know, nite b4 da wedding*
*oh,glad no1 can see me blushin*
*it wasn't that bad*
*yeah only gee and frankie walked in on us*
*oh that,I forgot.miss u*
*awww,miss u more*
*kisses n hugs*
*hugs n kisses n so much more later*
*oh u naughty gal*
*well u made me this way*
*I did no such thing*
*deny it as much as u want,u r guilty*
*do u punish me tonight*
*maybe*
*can't wait*
I just smiled and put the phone back into my pocket. I watched the rest of the movie with a smile on my face. When the movie ended and we walked out, the others were still watching the movie. So we sat down on a bench where Ryan began with the questions again.
"Why is Panic! lame?"
"The name."
"What would be a better one?"
"There isn't one. Panic! At The Disco is a cool name and people remember it."
"What's your favourite love song ever?"
"Hmm, good one. I have to say "Always" by Bon Jovi."
"What is the best joke you know?"
"I'm more of a practical joker."
"Why is William your best friend?"
"Cause he is."
"What song has the best message in it?"
"Any MCR song."
"Best concert you have been to?"
"Police."
"If you wouldn't be married, who would you date out of Panic!?"
"Jon I guess. You know, weakness from bassists."
Now, I heard someone yell my name. I turned my attention away from Ryan and to whoever was calling my name. It was Mikey. I stood up and walked over to him. He just stood infront of me and looked straight into my eyes, hands behind him.
"Why are your hands behind your back mr. Way?"
"Well, I kinda have something for my beautiful wife, but I'm so lost in your blue eyes that I can't move myself."
"Maybe I could help you?"
"No need."
Mikey toke a step back from me and the handed me a long black rose.
"Where did you get this?"
"I have my ways."
"And I love your ways. But there is a "but"."
"What is the "but"?"
"I love one Way more than any other Way."
"What way?"
"Mikey Way."
He didn't get it at first, but when he did, he just smiled at me. He pulled me closer and then kissed me passionatly. After a few seconds or minutes, I don't know, Ryan was tapping on our shoulders. Me and Mikey parted and walked behind the boys, be smelling the rose from time to time. Things are great. Aren't they?
It was couple of minutes before the movie was about to start, so Ryan thoughed it would be the best time to ask me questions.
"What is your all time favourite band?"
"Queen."
"Where do you want to live?"
"London."
"What you regret most in life?"
"That I wasn't a good teenager."
"Do you have any tattos?"
"Yeah, moon and three stars on my back."
"Ever had any piercing?"
"None, only had my ears pierced."
"Why do you love Mikey?"
"He is everything I want in a man. And I have a weakness for cute bassists."
"What was the last song you listened yesterday?"
"William sang "Same Blood" a little yesterday."
"Why did you become a photograhper?"
"Because my art's teacher said I got talent for it."
"What is your dream?"
"I don't have one?"
"What was your life when growing up?"
"Good. I was a spoild kid. Then a rebel and now I am what I am."
"Who in the whole world you would never take pictures off?"
"Ashlee Simpson."
"Why?"
"She tries too hard to be like her sister. Plus she can't dance and can't sing."
"What do you think of Panic!?"
"Well, I thoughed you guys were kinda lame, but..."
Like saved by the bell, the movie started and Ryan couldn't ask me anymore questions. I just hoped that he would forget where our conversation, no, our questioning stopped.
In the middle of the movie I got a text message from Mikey.
*wat r u 2 doin?*
*watchin da movie...how bout u 4?*
*same..this is so lame movie,I'd rather be with you*
*doin' wat?*
*u know*
*no,I don't. tell me mikey*
*u know, nite b4 da wedding*
*oh,glad no1 can see me blushin*
*it wasn't that bad*
*yeah only gee and frankie walked in on us*
*oh that,I forgot.miss u*
*awww,miss u more*
*kisses n hugs*
*hugs n kisses n so much more later*
*oh u naughty gal*
*well u made me this way*
*I did no such thing*
*deny it as much as u want,u r guilty*
*do u punish me tonight*
*maybe*
*can't wait*
I just smiled and put the phone back into my pocket. I watched the rest of the movie with a smile on my face. When the movie ended and we walked out, the others were still watching the movie. So we sat down on a bench where Ryan began with the questions again.
"Why is Panic! lame?"
"The name."
"What would be a better one?"
"There isn't one. Panic! At The Disco is a cool name and people remember it."
"What's your favourite love song ever?"
"Hmm, good one. I have to say "Always" by Bon Jovi."
"What is the best joke you know?"
"I'm more of a practical joker."
"Why is William your best friend?"
"Cause he is."
"What song has the best message in it?"
"Any MCR song."
"Best concert you have been to?"
"Police."
"If you wouldn't be married, who would you date out of Panic!?"
"Jon I guess. You know, weakness from bassists."
Now, I heard someone yell my name. I turned my attention away from Ryan and to whoever was calling my name. It was Mikey. I stood up and walked over to him. He just stood infront of me and looked straight into my eyes, hands behind him.
"Why are your hands behind your back mr. Way?"
"Well, I kinda have something for my beautiful wife, but I'm so lost in your blue eyes that I can't move myself."
"Maybe I could help you?"
"No need."
Mikey toke a step back from me and the handed me a long black rose.
"Where did you get this?"
"I have my ways."
"And I love your ways. But there is a "but"."
"What is the "but"?"
"I love one Way more than any other Way."
"What way?"
"Mikey Way."
He didn't get it at first, but when he did, he just smiled at me. He pulled me closer and then kissed me passionatly. After a few seconds or minutes, I don't know, Ryan was tapping on our shoulders. Me and Mikey parted and walked behind the boys, be smelling the rose from time to time. Things are great. Aren't they?