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We Have to Party All Night

by RyanRossLuver 0 reviews

I do not own the lyrics used in this chapter

Category: Panic! At The Disco - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Angst,Drama,Romance - Warnings: [!!] - Published: 2008-01-23 - Updated: 2008-01-24 - 1374 words - Complete

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We havbe to take our clothes off, we have to party all night
- Gym Class Heroes

“I…I love you Jack.” There, I said it. My conscience is clear. He knows how I feel about him. He should know. After all, he is my boyfriend.

“I love you too sweetie.” Good, I like it when I get a good reply. He’s walking out the door, and his best friend David is staring at me. Why? Oh, he’s heading this way…

“Hi Da-“ His lips pressed to mine, not letting me escape. His hands are holding me tight. I pulled my lips away.

“Let me go!” his hands moved to under my singlet. I squirmed more, trying my hardest to get away. He was beginning to unbuckle his pants, and pushed my skirt up over my hips. He backed me against the wall, and dropped his boxers too, but someone was running into the room, shouting at Dave, causing the man to release me and pull up his boxers.



I awoke once more to find Ryan shaking me. Not a pleasant way to be woken, but it’ll do. I suppose it was good that he woke me, as the dream was turning pretty awful. I hadn’t recounted that experience since it happened, and since that kiss with Spencer earlier. Oh god, the kiss. How am I supposed to tell Ryan? I thought, starting to shake, not from the cold of the night, but because I was truly worried about how I should approach this situation.

“Are you cold honey?”

“N…no,” I managed to stutter out, my mind focussed on the task at hand.

“C’mon, get under the covers with me.” I got up and off the bed, and walked slowly to the door of our bedroom. I picked up my jacket from where I threw it on the floor, and slid it on over my arms, which were shaking almost uncontrollably by now.

“I’m gonna go out and get some fresh air. I’ll be back in about an hour. I just need some time to myself, okay?” I said to Ryan as he shot me a confused look. I opened the door and waltzed out, and headed down the stairs to the main street outside. Once the fresh air hit me, I was glad I managed to get away from Ryan. I did need this time to myself, to think about how I would approach Spencer, to how I would tell Ryan that I kissed another man. I found myself making my way to Central Park, to that very same bench which I perched myself upon earlier that day, or was it yesterday? I don’t know, I’m confusing myself, as I haven’t seen a clock since waking, or in this case, being woken, from the dream. It amazed me that even in the dead of the night, there were still people walking their dogs in this vast park, running with them, even playing games of fetch and Frisbee. I lowered myself down onto the bench, and stuck my hands into my pockets. In the left hand one, I pulled out my iPod, and put the headphones in. The first song to play was “Clothes Off!!” by Gym Class Heroes, and I found myself singing along.



We have to take our clothes off
We have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
Excuse me miss
I couldn't help but to notice how alone you are
I dig the attitude and how you're acting like you own the bar
Got me flashing keys and I don't even own a car
Like you ain't feeling my charm, because I know you are
I'm trying to see how your lips feel
Oh I'm sorry, my name is Travie and I'm pretty much a big deal
Oh, you've never heard of me
That sounds absurd to me
The way you stole my attention was flat out burglary
What do you say let's exit stage left so me and you can
Possibly reconvene and play some naked peek-a-boo
Cause after all the blouse you're wearing is kinda see through
And it's obvious I'm heading wherever you're leading me too
Such an angel with a devilish angle
And quite the certified sweet talker
And you're buying every line of it girl
And I don't really blame you
If I was in your shoes I'd probably do the same too
We have to take our clothes off
We have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
Now here's another barn burner for the slow learners
Put your helmets on and take a seat on the short bus
Next stop, right around the corner from your momma live
No turning back so you better buckle up
Shit, don't be concerned with mine
I feel like a Speak and Spell way I got you learning my lines
Fine, pull the string, replay that shit
I change my name to "did he really just say that shit?"
Yep
I'll take a mile if you let me
Six-five, two hundred plus and so sexy
My legs going numb for keeping my phone on vibrate
To hide the fact your girlfriend keeps textin' me
And I've been trying to never mind it man
But every time I get a new number, she finds it damn
And you thought you had it sewn up
Until right around amazing o'clock when I showed up
We have to take our clothes off
We have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
Got chicks, all hot chicks
Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks
Slim chicks, round chicks
Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks
Got chicks, all hot chicks
Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks
Slim chicks, round chicks
Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks
Good grief girl, you're giving me goosebumps
Standing there in your underwear and new pumps
It's like the more time we waste and less time I get to taste you
Honestly I could easily replace you
It's not a scam girl
That's how I am girl
Peter Pan, I'm a sucker for smacker's jam girl
It's clear I'm only here for good clean fun
Shut up and kiss me like the antidotes under my tongue
Whoa
We have to take our clothes off
And we have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We have to take our clothes off
And we have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
Got chicks, all hot chicks
Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks
Slim chicks, round chicks
Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks
Got chicks, all hot chicks
Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks
Slim chicks, round chicks
Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks




I was so caught up in singing along with the song Travis had sent us a few months ago, that I didn’t hear footsteps approaching from behind me. As my iPod changed to play “Sugar, We’re Goin Down”, I felt as if someone were standing over me. I turned myself around, and found myself staring into Spencer’s eyes. Once again, I found myself shivering, not from cold, but from anxiety. I don’t think there was ever a time in my life that I was scared to be around any of the band alone, but now, things are beginning to change, like how I cannot look Ryan in the eye properly, without thinking about how I have hurt him over the past day, and that Jon and Brendon are always going to be looking out for me, and I’ll never have any time to myself at all, someone in the band, or security, will always be with me, making sure I don’t hurt myself. And I don’t know what made me do it, but I stood up, and kissed Spencer passionately on the mouth, and he returned the kiss just as hard.
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