Ok so this is another story that Pint Size and I are writing togetger. If you are not familiar with our other story, A Dog Named Bambi, please check it out. It's pretty funny. Anyways, this isn't really something that we're switching off each chapter or whatever, we are writing this together so yeah. Anyways it's a Ryden, but we're both too squemish to write anything too graphic so no worries. We have two chapters written and I'm gonna post the first one and if we get some feedback I'll post the second one. So enjoy!



Chapter 1- I Want the World to Know
I picked up the microphone with my shaky hands. I had never been nervous on stage before. Never. Tonight, however, tonight was different. I felt the sweat pouring from my face, my voice cracking whenever my nerves got to me, and a blush creeping up my cheeks whenever I looked across the stage at …him.

I don’t know why I was being like this. I had it all planned out. I had already gone through this moment in my head a million times, it just had to work. I have Jon and Spencer backing me up and with the way he has been treating me this entire tour, hell, the way he treated me while we wrote Pretty. Odd., how could I have read him wrong. He has to love me back, right?

It was the very last show on the Honda Civic Tour. We had just sang the “last song”, and Ryan was smiling and waving to the crowd as he started to walk off stage. I looked at Jon and Spencer who were flashing encouraging smiles my way. I took a deep breath and announced:

“Wait everybody! I have one more song for you guys.” Ryan stopped dead in his tracks and spun around and looked at me with a look that clearly stated:
“What the fuck are you up to now, Urie?!”
I looked away from him and bit my lower lip as the intro began. Another deep breath and I began to sing:

“I’m coming out, I want the world to know, got to let it show…” I continued to sing until it was over, never even looking at Ryan. When I was done, I took the mic off the stand and walked over to Ryan.
“I love you George Ryan Ross the third!” I proclaimed to the world. I cupped his chin in my hands and kissed him on the lips, earning us an “awww” from every teenaged girl in the crowd.

Ryan stumbled back and slapped me across the face before stomping off stage, leaving me broken hearted and my heart shattered across the floor.
With a dramatic, “Why?!” I collapsed on stage and curled into the fetal position before I began shaking with violent sobs.

Woah. Poor Brendon! lol

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I'll post chapter 2 soon!

Chapter 2- The Stomach Acids Find A New Way to Make You Get Sick


I played last nights events in my mind as I slid the keys into my apartment door’s lock. Jon carried me bridal style into the tour bus as Spencer’s and Ryan’s angry voices bounced off the walls. Jon laid me in my bunk then walked out to join the argument.

“You didn’t have to be so harsh!” Spencer lectured.

“Well… he caught me off guard, ok? What was I supposed to do?!”

“Guys, you know he’s in the other room right? Did you not see me just carry him in? What
the fuck is wrong with you two?!” I heard Jon hiss in a harsh whisper. I buried my head and my pillow and began to weep.

“You know what? Your right Jon.” Spencer stated. “What do you think Ross? Want to take this outside?”

“Look, it’s not my fault. What did you expect me to do? Pretend I love him back?”

“I just think you need to apologize.” Jon said softly.

“Fine. I’ll apologize to the fag, but I am not sleeping with him in there.” I gripped the sheets around me and fought back the loud sobs that threatened to come out.

I could hear Ryan stomping towards the bunks and I tried my best to pretend I was sleeping.

“Brendon… open your eyes I know your not asleep.” He snarled. I opened my eyes and tried not to let any more tears escape, though this proved to be impossible.

“Yeah?” I managed to whisper. His eyes were filled with hate.

“Look I promised Spence and Jon that I’d say I was sorry, but I’ll never forgive you for this Urie. If you want to be part of my life whatsoever, you’ll tell Spencer and Jon I apologized. Got
it?” I nodded and let out a sob.

“Oh, and stop crying. It’s pathetic.”

He walked out of the room and I felt my stomach twist into complicated knots not even the best boy scout could figure out and I ran to the bathroom before emptying whatever I had eaten the past day into the toilet. I think my heart went down the crapper along with whatever it was that came out of me.

OMG, I LOVE IT ALREADY!
Poor Brenny!
Why is Ryro such an ass? >_<
Update soon?
It's really good!

AWWW! poor Brendon! I want to hug him right now :]

Ok everyone, this will probably be the only update for like a week! Please keep this story alive while I'm gone!

Chapter 3- And The News Spread All Over Town


Two days, four hours, and thirty-eight minutes since I had told Ryan Ross that I love him. Now I sit on the couch in the dark, cuddled against a pink fleece blanket, indulging in another pint of Ben and Jerry’s Phish Food, and watching MTV’s Top Ten Worst Musician’s Mess Ups.

“Next on the list, coming in third is Brendon Urie, lead singer of Panic at the Disco, declaring his love for the band’s guitar player, Ryan Ross… Let’s take a look!”

The TV screen proceeded to show me singing “I’m Coming Out” , and approaching Ryan.

“I love you George Ryan Ross the Third!” Then a slap on the face… then I fall to the ground crying.

“Ouch! Let watch that again in slow motion, shall we?” The TV suggested. Then a slow motion slap on the face… then me falling slowly to the ground, my expression changing slowly from happy to crushed.

“Oh god…” I sobbed out before rewinding the scene for the millionth time today. Damn you TiVo.

“Next on the list, coming in third is Brendon Urie...”

I heard a knock on the door. I wiped my nose and eyes on the back of the sleeve of my hoodie and got up from the couch.

“I’m coming!” I call out with a sigh. I look through the peep hole. It’s Jon and Spencer. I smooth my clothes down a bit, run my fingers through my hair, and plaster a fake smile on my face before opening the door.

“Hey guys! What’s crackin’?” They raised their eyebrows.

“You seem to be getting over this whole ‘thing’ well…” Spencer said suspiciously, putting air quotes around 'thing'.

The two of them pushed past me, into the living room.

“Wait, guys don’t-“ It was too late.

Jon picked up my pink blanket with his thumb and middle finger, holding it away from his body as if it we’re a critical piece of evidence that he couldn’t afford to tamper with. I winced as I heard Spencer sigh. I dared to look his way and I saw him poking at the ice cream with the spoon I had been using to devour the frozen treat.

“Look, I can explain.” They looked at me expectantly. “I just love him so much!” I whispered as tears collected on the edge of my eyes.

“Awww, Brenny.” Jon said softly as he rushed to my side and hugged me.

“I’m gonna kick Ryan’s ass!” I heard Spencer mutter under his breath.

I have the greatest friends.

THIS IS SO SAD
and I would agree that Ryan is an ass.
update soon bb, I love this story =D

Aww I rlly feel bad for Brenny!
*kicks Ryan's ass*
There you go, that's taken care of :]

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Originally posted by яоск ρяііисєѕѕ:
Aww I rlly feel bad for Brenny!
*kicks Ryan's ass*
There you go, that's taken care of :]

*Also kicks ryan's ass*
Doublely taken care of!

haha thank you to all our supportive readers! Taylor is actually out of town so I need to either wait for her or beg for permission to update this haha! Please keep this alive!

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Freaken gerard!

She better get back soon!

I love it!
Make sure do write more
...Poor Brendon

oh i love it!