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Chapter 15
"Oh come on, it's not like that". Ryan rolled his eyes. It was a ridiculously early Friday morning, and Ryan was sitting with Pete whilst everyone waited for Jon and Spencer to arrive.
"It's exactly like that" Ryan said, in response to Pete's previous claim. "We're second best".
Ryan had been wondering why Fall Out Boy had asked them to tour on such a short notice, and upon asking Patrick had figured out it was because the previous support band had dropped out.
Before Pete could utter a good enough comeback, the sound of the front door being opened caused the two to stand, and the others to run in from the kitchen and the garden.
"Sorry we're late" Spencer called, appearing in the doorway with his bags. Jon appeared behind, the two looking somewhat dishevelled.
"I don't think we even want to know why" Pete said, and the others had to hold back their laughter.
"Okay, alright, they're here" Patrick said, taking charge now. "We have a tour to begin!"
The group cheered, heading out to the ready-packed vans that would take them to the buses. Spencer and Jon quickly added their luggage, and the eight sped off.
"I've never been on a tour bus before" Brendon said, gazing out of the window.
"Me neither" Ryan responded, his head resting sleepily on Brendon's shoulder.
"Will we be sharing the bus with those guys?" Jon asked, from the drivers seat.
"I don't think so, Pete said he had something in store for us". Ryan said. They were following the others, who were in their own van. They had around twenty minutes until they arrived, and they were all way too excited for an early morning, in Ryan's opinion. Sure, Ryan was excited, but his exhaustion was overtaking that. He smiled to himself as he considered how much of a drama queen he actually was.
"What?" Brendon asked, noticing Ryan's smile. Ryan shook his head lightly, still smiling. Brendon loved Ryan's smile, more than anything in the world. He leant down and placed a small kiss on Ryan's lips. Ryan smirked a little, not satisfied with just that. He sat upright, placing a hand on the back of Brendon's neck and pulling him forwards. Brendon closed the distance, holding Ryan's forearm gently. Ryan ran his tongue along Brendon's bottom lip, and Brendon made a pleased sound before opening his mouth a little.
Jon sighed, staring out of the window. "A thirty minute car journey. They can't even hold out, for a thirty minute car journey" He muttered, from the passenger seat. Spencer raised an eyebrow, still facing the road.
"Oh come on, the only reason you're holding out is because I'm driving" Spencer whispered, though Brendon and Ryan were too caught up in each other to have noticed anyway.
"I guess so" Jon laughed. "Though we're not all as inclined to go with the whole 'Public displays of affection' thing".
"Well, they clearly-" Spencer cut himself off, as he glanced into the back of the car via the mirror. Ryan was half climbing, half being pulled into Brendon's lap. "Guys, in the car? Seriously? Not only is it getting kind of gross, it's an enclosed space and you're going to cause an accident"
Ryan detached himself from Brendon momentarily, to flip Spencer off with a grin before continuing his previous actions.
"I swear, if they even think about doing that on the bus" Spencer muttered, and Jon chuckled, eyebrows raised. "Loudly, anyway" Spencer added, as an after thought.
By the time they arrived to pick up the tour buses, and meet their drivers, Brendon and Ryan had actually managed to stop and breathe. They piled out of the car, hauling out all of their things after them, and looked around. The place looked fairly empty, and there was nothing save for a few cars. They noticed that Petr had disappeared, and Patrick wandered over to presumably offer an explanation.
"You know, you guys have it easy" Patrick smiled. "We started out in tiny, cramped vans that were prone to breaking down". There was a clunk in the background, and everyone turned towards the sound. There was a garage-type door being slowly lifted, and an excited looking Pete waving them over.
"You guys, guys, over here!" Pete was yelling, a smile plastered to his face. They all slowly made their way over, as the large metal shutters lifted to reveal two huge shiny buses.
"Woah" Jon exclaimed, noticing with delight that one said 'Panic! At The Disco" In white curly font beside the drivers door.
"Unfortunately there's no time for a guided tour but this is your driver, Tony" Pete said, unable to stop the smile on his face from widening. Considering Pete was a cynical, sarcastic, ocassionally selfish guy, he sure loved seeing other people happy.
"Well" Patrick said, bumping shoulders with Pete and looking towards the guys. "I guess we'll see you in Chicago".
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"Holy shit, it's huge" Brendon exclaimed, as the four piled onto the bus.
"That's what she said" Jon smirked, and Ryan smacked his arm playfully.
"Hey" Spencer said. "He could have said that too". They all chuckled, as the driver kindly helped to load their stuff onto the bus.
"Alright" Brendon said, surveying the bunk area. "I take top left".
"Well, I'll take top right" Ryan piped up. Spencer and Jon were left to decide amongst themselves as Brendon jumped up into his bunk, testing the mattress with his hands. He made a sound of approval, lying back and glancing at the ceiling that he would be seeing for a good few weeks. He smiled at this, considering how lucky he actually was. He had Ryan back, which for him was the best thing in the world. He was about to travel America with his manager's band, in an actual tour bus rather than a shitty van. He could not have been happier at that moment. Hell, there was even food in the fridge. There was hardly ever food in the fridge in his own house, never mind the tour bus.
"Brendon". Ryan's quiet, soft voice interrupted Brendon's thoughts. He glanced accross, through the gap in the bunk curtain, and saw Ryan lying opposite. He was smiling, his eyes twinkling mischeviously. Brendon pretended to look indifferent, turning his head to face the ceiling again. The engine of the bus roared to life, disguising the footsteps he knew were there, and before he knew it his curtain was being drawn back and he could feel Ryan's breath on the side of his neck. He turned to face Ryan, smiling happily and placing a quick kiss on his cheek. Brendon realised,as Ryan took a hold of his face with one hand, that there could never actually be a 'quick kiss' between the two of them. A disgruntled 'Ugh, jesus christ, already' could be heard from below, but Brendon pulled the bunk curtain accross in response. Brendon knew he was going to love tour life.
Sorry this took so long, I'll try my best to have the next one up sooner.
"Oh come on, it's not like that". Ryan rolled his eyes. It was a ridiculously early Friday morning, and Ryan was sitting with Pete whilst everyone waited for Jon and Spencer to arrive.
"It's exactly like that" Ryan said, in response to Pete's previous claim. "We're second best".
Ryan had been wondering why Fall Out Boy had asked them to tour on such a short notice, and upon asking Patrick had figured out it was because the previous support band had dropped out.
Before Pete could utter a good enough comeback, the sound of the front door being opened caused the two to stand, and the others to run in from the kitchen and the garden.
"Sorry we're late" Spencer called, appearing in the doorway with his bags. Jon appeared behind, the two looking somewhat dishevelled.
"I don't think we even want to know why" Pete said, and the others had to hold back their laughter.
"Okay, alright, they're here" Patrick said, taking charge now. "We have a tour to begin!"
The group cheered, heading out to the ready-packed vans that would take them to the buses. Spencer and Jon quickly added their luggage, and the eight sped off.
"I've never been on a tour bus before" Brendon said, gazing out of the window.
"Me neither" Ryan responded, his head resting sleepily on Brendon's shoulder.
"Will we be sharing the bus with those guys?" Jon asked, from the drivers seat.
"I don't think so, Pete said he had something in store for us". Ryan said. They were following the others, who were in their own van. They had around twenty minutes until they arrived, and they were all way too excited for an early morning, in Ryan's opinion. Sure, Ryan was excited, but his exhaustion was overtaking that. He smiled to himself as he considered how much of a drama queen he actually was.
"What?" Brendon asked, noticing Ryan's smile. Ryan shook his head lightly, still smiling. Brendon loved Ryan's smile, more than anything in the world. He leant down and placed a small kiss on Ryan's lips. Ryan smirked a little, not satisfied with just that. He sat upright, placing a hand on the back of Brendon's neck and pulling him forwards. Brendon closed the distance, holding Ryan's forearm gently. Ryan ran his tongue along Brendon's bottom lip, and Brendon made a pleased sound before opening his mouth a little.
Jon sighed, staring out of the window. "A thirty minute car journey. They can't even hold out, for a thirty minute car journey" He muttered, from the passenger seat. Spencer raised an eyebrow, still facing the road.
"Oh come on, the only reason you're holding out is because I'm driving" Spencer whispered, though Brendon and Ryan were too caught up in each other to have noticed anyway.
"I guess so" Jon laughed. "Though we're not all as inclined to go with the whole 'Public displays of affection' thing".
"Well, they clearly-" Spencer cut himself off, as he glanced into the back of the car via the mirror. Ryan was half climbing, half being pulled into Brendon's lap. "Guys, in the car? Seriously? Not only is it getting kind of gross, it's an enclosed space and you're going to cause an accident"
Ryan detached himself from Brendon momentarily, to flip Spencer off with a grin before continuing his previous actions.
"I swear, if they even think about doing that on the bus" Spencer muttered, and Jon chuckled, eyebrows raised. "Loudly, anyway" Spencer added, as an after thought.
By the time they arrived to pick up the tour buses, and meet their drivers, Brendon and Ryan had actually managed to stop and breathe. They piled out of the car, hauling out all of their things after them, and looked around. The place looked fairly empty, and there was nothing save for a few cars. They noticed that Petr had disappeared, and Patrick wandered over to presumably offer an explanation.
"You know, you guys have it easy" Patrick smiled. "We started out in tiny, cramped vans that were prone to breaking down". There was a clunk in the background, and everyone turned towards the sound. There was a garage-type door being slowly lifted, and an excited looking Pete waving them over.
"You guys, guys, over here!" Pete was yelling, a smile plastered to his face. They all slowly made their way over, as the large metal shutters lifted to reveal two huge shiny buses.
"Woah" Jon exclaimed, noticing with delight that one said 'Panic! At The Disco" In white curly font beside the drivers door.
"Unfortunately there's no time for a guided tour but this is your driver, Tony" Pete said, unable to stop the smile on his face from widening. Considering Pete was a cynical, sarcastic, ocassionally selfish guy, he sure loved seeing other people happy.
"Well" Patrick said, bumping shoulders with Pete and looking towards the guys. "I guess we'll see you in Chicago".
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"Holy shit, it's huge" Brendon exclaimed, as the four piled onto the bus.
"That's what she said" Jon smirked, and Ryan smacked his arm playfully.
"Hey" Spencer said. "He could have said that too". They all chuckled, as the driver kindly helped to load their stuff onto the bus.
"Alright" Brendon said, surveying the bunk area. "I take top left".
"Well, I'll take top right" Ryan piped up. Spencer and Jon were left to decide amongst themselves as Brendon jumped up into his bunk, testing the mattress with his hands. He made a sound of approval, lying back and glancing at the ceiling that he would be seeing for a good few weeks. He smiled at this, considering how lucky he actually was. He had Ryan back, which for him was the best thing in the world. He was about to travel America with his manager's band, in an actual tour bus rather than a shitty van. He could not have been happier at that moment. Hell, there was even food in the fridge. There was hardly ever food in the fridge in his own house, never mind the tour bus.
"Brendon". Ryan's quiet, soft voice interrupted Brendon's thoughts. He glanced accross, through the gap in the bunk curtain, and saw Ryan lying opposite. He was smiling, his eyes twinkling mischeviously. Brendon pretended to look indifferent, turning his head to face the ceiling again. The engine of the bus roared to life, disguising the footsteps he knew were there, and before he knew it his curtain was being drawn back and he could feel Ryan's breath on the side of his neck. He turned to face Ryan, smiling happily and placing a quick kiss on his cheek. Brendon realised,as Ryan took a hold of his face with one hand, that there could never actually be a 'quick kiss' between the two of them. A disgruntled 'Ugh, jesus christ, already' could be heard from below, but Brendon pulled the bunk curtain accross in response. Brendon knew he was going to love tour life.
Sorry this took so long, I'll try my best to have the next one up sooner.
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