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What We've Become
1 Reviews1 year after the band's break up, and the help of Ryan. (:
Brendon's POV:
It's about a year since Ryan and Jon left us. I'm taking this situation more better, as you can say. I'm seeing a counsler now and it's really helping. I'm not crying a lot now, the bags under my eyes dissapeared because I'm finding myself getting some sleep now. I'm eating more regularly. I guess you could say I'm becoming happy again. I'm just taking it day by day. Spencer and I are working on our new album. And we decided to be Panic! At the Disco again, adding the exclamation mark back into our name. We've decided to make 10 songs and then have a deluxe album with a few more songs. We're almost done writing the songs, we just have to compose them. We're doing pretty good as a two-man band. For our upcoming tours though, we have Dallon Weekes from The Brobecks as bass and Ian Crawford from The Cab as guitar.
So with my cutting, it's slowed down. A lot, you can say. It hasn't stopped though, no. It never would. I cut about once a week, when I get depressed. But I still haven't forgot about anything. I think it's just knowing that I still have hope being with him, Ryan, keeps me happy. I'm trying to think positive now. Everyone tells me I need to move on, to forget, but will I? Never. George Ryan Ross lll will forever and always be in my heart, soul, and mind. No matter what.
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Ryan's POV:
After getting so many lectures from everyone saying I was turning out to be an alcoholic, I thought of my dad, and three weeks ago, I put down the bottle. I stopped using drugs too. I couldn't afford it anymore, and I was ruining myself. At one point, I believe 2 weeks ago, I was violently shaking, not stopping. It was because I didn't have anything in my system. But I'm clean now, and I'm more focused on my band.
I miss Brendon. More than ever. I haven't tried to call him since I broke my phone awhile back. Oh yeah! I got a new phone c: But anyways, I just wish I could hear his amazing voice and see his gorgeous self. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I swore it said 'Bren'. My heart stopped, I just realized it was still buzzing. I looked back at the caller ID. It did say 'Bren'. He was calling me! I answered the phone, elighted.
"Hello?" I beamed, feeling complete again.
"Hi Ryan" Brendon said on the other line.
"What's up?" I asked wondering why he had called in the first place.
"Listen, I need your help. You're wonderful at writing lyrics-"
I blushed.
"-and I need you help with our last song. To finish our album, not the deluxed album though, the regular one" he chuckled.
"Over the phone?" I tried not to squeal like a crazed fan girl.
"No, I want you to come over Ry." I could almost feel his smirk.
"Now?" I asked, going to grab my coat.
"Whenever you want, but preferably now."
"I'll be there in about an hour Bren."
"Alright, thanks Ryan."
"No problem. See ya."
"See ya too." Click.
I totally screamed like a little girl after that. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided to fix my hair that was getting too long and brush my teeth. Then I left to Brendon and Spencer's.
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Brendon's POV:
I took a quick shower and had Spencer help me clean up the house. I made sure everything looked presentable. I heard a knock on the door.
"Spencer answer it!" I squealed.
He chuckled and went to the door to let Ryan in.
"Ryan..." I said, amazed.
"You look so-uh.."
"Different?" he finish my statement.
I nodded in agreement.
He had his hair grown and it had little curls. He just, looked different. Not just his hair though..
"You look great Bren" Ryan said smiling.
I couldn't help but get a little sad when he called me Bren. I miss when he called me that. But I gotta be positive.
I blushed,
"Thanks"
I sat on the couch and patted the spot next to me. He sat down.
"So you need help?" he asked.
I nodded then said,
"We can't think of anything else, and since you're an amazing lyricst, we wanted to ask you for help."
"We had ideas, but couldn't find words for them" Spencer said at the kitchen table.
"Like?" Ryan asked.
"Stuff along the lines of 'Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume. It's the only thing that makes me feel as good as you do'. And that's all we have. I was thinking it would be good as the chorus."
"Yeah, it needs a bit more though to it."
"That's why I need your help" I smiled.
"Hmm....."
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Brendon's POV:
About 3 hours later we got our last song 'Nearly Witches (Ever Since We Met)' finished. Not composed though.. darn. Ryan's about to leave now. It makes me think of when he left me the last time. We awkwardly hug and say goodbye. I wait until he shuts the door and walk away. But the door is instantly flown open and Ryan's pinning me up against the wall. He immediately smashes his lips onto mine eagerly and forces his tongue into my mouth. A slightly loud moan escapes from the back of my throat. I wrap my arms around his waist, bringing him as close as he can get against me. I can feel his buldge against mine. *AN: Maaajor girl boner;D* I totally had the urge to fuck him right then and there. I knew I couldn't though since we weren't together. I pulled away.
"Ryan? Why'd you just do that if we aren't even together.?"
"I-I just have to. I miss your kisses" he blushes.
"I have to go now" he said after a period of silence.
I nodded. He started walking out the door.
"Wait, Ryan!" I said.
I ran up to him and kissed him how they do in the movies.
"See you soon" I smiled.
"Yeah, see you soon" he smiled.
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Spencer's POV:
After I said bye to Ryan, I left to my room. I was trying to figure out my drum or percussion parts to our new song. After about 2 minutes I hear the door open again. Hmm.. I went to go investigate but I heard a moan, so I turned right back around to my room. Then another (probably) 10 minutes later, the door opened and closed a few minutes after that. I came out, thinking that it was safe to come out. Brendon was laying down on the couch, smiling widely. It is great to see him smiling and happy.
"Why are you so smiley Urie?" I joked.
"I kissed Ryan" he grinned.
"Oh," I replied, no expression in my voice.
See, stuff like this gets me mad. Brendon's head over heels again for Ryan because of a kiss. Or multiple.
"What's wrong Spence?" he asked, eyeing me.
"It's nothing."
"Spencer, something's wrong. Please tell me."
I tried not to let my anger out, but simply replied,
"He's going to hurt you again" and walked off to my room.
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Brendon's POV:
Uh what was that about? He's going to hurt me again? I don't think he would. He kissed me. He kissed me! Doesn't that mean something? It has to! I can't fall for him again. It would hurt too much. I can't get hurt. I guess Spencer's right. I sighed and ran my hands through my dishevled hair. Yuck. I walked to the shower, stripped, and got in. It felt good as the hot water ran down my cold body. I remember me and Ryan used to shower together. It used to drive me crazy sometimes when that's all we did was shower. And not anything else. I glanced down, and then sighed annoyingly. Stiff. Stupid stiffness. I got out of the shower and walked to my room with my towel wrapped around my slim waist. I got dressed and layed down on my bed. I realized I was exhausted and soon enough after, I fell asleep, dreaming about Ryan of course..
Sooo..
Hmmm...
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It's about a year since Ryan and Jon left us. I'm taking this situation more better, as you can say. I'm seeing a counsler now and it's really helping. I'm not crying a lot now, the bags under my eyes dissapeared because I'm finding myself getting some sleep now. I'm eating more regularly. I guess you could say I'm becoming happy again. I'm just taking it day by day. Spencer and I are working on our new album. And we decided to be Panic! At the Disco again, adding the exclamation mark back into our name. We've decided to make 10 songs and then have a deluxe album with a few more songs. We're almost done writing the songs, we just have to compose them. We're doing pretty good as a two-man band. For our upcoming tours though, we have Dallon Weekes from The Brobecks as bass and Ian Crawford from The Cab as guitar.
So with my cutting, it's slowed down. A lot, you can say. It hasn't stopped though, no. It never would. I cut about once a week, when I get depressed. But I still haven't forgot about anything. I think it's just knowing that I still have hope being with him, Ryan, keeps me happy. I'm trying to think positive now. Everyone tells me I need to move on, to forget, but will I? Never. George Ryan Ross lll will forever and always be in my heart, soul, and mind. No matter what.
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Ryan's POV:
After getting so many lectures from everyone saying I was turning out to be an alcoholic, I thought of my dad, and three weeks ago, I put down the bottle. I stopped using drugs too. I couldn't afford it anymore, and I was ruining myself. At one point, I believe 2 weeks ago, I was violently shaking, not stopping. It was because I didn't have anything in my system. But I'm clean now, and I'm more focused on my band.
I miss Brendon. More than ever. I haven't tried to call him since I broke my phone awhile back. Oh yeah! I got a new phone c: But anyways, I just wish I could hear his amazing voice and see his gorgeous self. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I swore it said 'Bren'. My heart stopped, I just realized it was still buzzing. I looked back at the caller ID. It did say 'Bren'. He was calling me! I answered the phone, elighted.
"Hello?" I beamed, feeling complete again.
"Hi Ryan" Brendon said on the other line.
"What's up?" I asked wondering why he had called in the first place.
"Listen, I need your help. You're wonderful at writing lyrics-"
I blushed.
"-and I need you help with our last song. To finish our album, not the deluxed album though, the regular one" he chuckled.
"Over the phone?" I tried not to squeal like a crazed fan girl.
"No, I want you to come over Ry." I could almost feel his smirk.
"Now?" I asked, going to grab my coat.
"Whenever you want, but preferably now."
"I'll be there in about an hour Bren."
"Alright, thanks Ryan."
"No problem. See ya."
"See ya too." Click.
I totally screamed like a little girl after that. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided to fix my hair that was getting too long and brush my teeth. Then I left to Brendon and Spencer's.
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Brendon's POV:
I took a quick shower and had Spencer help me clean up the house. I made sure everything looked presentable. I heard a knock on the door.
"Spencer answer it!" I squealed.
He chuckled and went to the door to let Ryan in.
"Ryan..." I said, amazed.
"You look so-uh.."
"Different?" he finish my statement.
I nodded in agreement.
He had his hair grown and it had little curls. He just, looked different. Not just his hair though..
"You look great Bren" Ryan said smiling.
I couldn't help but get a little sad when he called me Bren. I miss when he called me that. But I gotta be positive.
I blushed,
"Thanks"
I sat on the couch and patted the spot next to me. He sat down.
"So you need help?" he asked.
I nodded then said,
"We can't think of anything else, and since you're an amazing lyricst, we wanted to ask you for help."
"We had ideas, but couldn't find words for them" Spencer said at the kitchen table.
"Like?" Ryan asked.
"Stuff along the lines of 'Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume. It's the only thing that makes me feel as good as you do'. And that's all we have. I was thinking it would be good as the chorus."
"Yeah, it needs a bit more though to it."
"That's why I need your help" I smiled.
"Hmm....."
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Brendon's POV:
About 3 hours later we got our last song 'Nearly Witches (Ever Since We Met)' finished. Not composed though.. darn. Ryan's about to leave now. It makes me think of when he left me the last time. We awkwardly hug and say goodbye. I wait until he shuts the door and walk away. But the door is instantly flown open and Ryan's pinning me up against the wall. He immediately smashes his lips onto mine eagerly and forces his tongue into my mouth. A slightly loud moan escapes from the back of my throat. I wrap my arms around his waist, bringing him as close as he can get against me. I can feel his buldge against mine. *AN: Maaajor girl boner;D* I totally had the urge to fuck him right then and there. I knew I couldn't though since we weren't together. I pulled away.
"Ryan? Why'd you just do that if we aren't even together.?"
"I-I just have to. I miss your kisses" he blushes.
"I have to go now" he said after a period of silence.
I nodded. He started walking out the door.
"Wait, Ryan!" I said.
I ran up to him and kissed him how they do in the movies.
"See you soon" I smiled.
"Yeah, see you soon" he smiled.
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Spencer's POV:
After I said bye to Ryan, I left to my room. I was trying to figure out my drum or percussion parts to our new song. After about 2 minutes I hear the door open again. Hmm.. I went to go investigate but I heard a moan, so I turned right back around to my room. Then another (probably) 10 minutes later, the door opened and closed a few minutes after that. I came out, thinking that it was safe to come out. Brendon was laying down on the couch, smiling widely. It is great to see him smiling and happy.
"Why are you so smiley Urie?" I joked.
"I kissed Ryan" he grinned.
"Oh," I replied, no expression in my voice.
See, stuff like this gets me mad. Brendon's head over heels again for Ryan because of a kiss. Or multiple.
"What's wrong Spence?" he asked, eyeing me.
"It's nothing."
"Spencer, something's wrong. Please tell me."
I tried not to let my anger out, but simply replied,
"He's going to hurt you again" and walked off to my room.
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Brendon's POV:
Uh what was that about? He's going to hurt me again? I don't think he would. He kissed me. He kissed me! Doesn't that mean something? It has to! I can't fall for him again. It would hurt too much. I can't get hurt. I guess Spencer's right. I sighed and ran my hands through my dishevled hair. Yuck. I walked to the shower, stripped, and got in. It felt good as the hot water ran down my cold body. I remember me and Ryan used to shower together. It used to drive me crazy sometimes when that's all we did was shower. And not anything else. I glanced down, and then sighed annoyingly. Stiff. Stupid stiffness. I got out of the shower and walked to my room with my towel wrapped around my slim waist. I got dressed and layed down on my bed. I realized I was exhausted and soon enough after, I fell asleep, dreaming about Ryan of course..
Sooo..
Hmmm...
2 reviews for next chapppiee :D
I wannnaa know what you guys think!
xoxo,
-TeamRyden
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