Categories > Celebrities > Panic! At The Disco > Stop & Stare

Chapter 25

by flawedrainbow 4 reviews


Category: Panic! At The Disco - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Drama,Humor,Romance - Published: 2008-05-19 - Updated: 2008-05-19 - 3235 words - Complete

I awoke around 8am, and carefully got out of bed.
After grabbing my bag, I quietly walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
I walked over to the shower, and turned the taps, waiting for the perfect temperature before undressing and getting in.
The water cascaded over me, as I washed my hair and cleaned myself.
After about 15 minutes, I stepped out, and wrapped the big, fluffy, hotel towel around me.
I quickly dried my hair, put my glasses on and slipped on the black skinnies and my McFly top Ryan packed.
Ahh, good taste he has... Yoda moment :)
I quietly exited the bathroom, and walked over to Ryan who was sitting up in bed doing something on his sidekick.
I walked over to the bed, and sat next to him.
"Morning." I said to him.
"Morning. Sleep well?" he asked, looking up from his sidekick.
"Yeah thanks. You?" I asked back.
He nodded, "I'm gonna have a shower, then I have to meet Pete downstairs." He said, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"Ok." I said, and he got up to have a shower.
20 minutes later, he emerged with only a towel covering him.
Water dripped from his hair, and onto his chest.
"Can you pass me my bag? It’s right beside you." He said.
I quickly grabbed it and walked over to him.
"Thanks." He smiled, before kissing me.
A droplet of water from his hair landed on my glasses lens and I giggled.
He smiled back, before walking into the bathroom to get dressed.
I took off my glasses, cleaned them, and waited for Ry to get changed.
2 minutes later, he emerged dressed in skinny jeans, Blink 182 shirt, and a grey, slim fit hoodie.
"You look nice." I complimented.
"As do you." He replied, giving me a hug.

'I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
Diddly doo
All of them are standing in a row
bum bum bum
Big ones, small ones
some as big as your head!'

"Morning Bren." I answered.
"How'd you know it was me?" he asked puzzled.
"Special ring tone. Any who, what's up?" I asked.
"Did you check out the gift bags Santa's elves gave out?! It’s awesome!" he exclaimed.
"No I haven't." I answered.
"Go check it out!" he urged.
"Fine!" I huffed, walking over to the gift bag and looking inside.
My eyes widened, "Shit! Are these people loaded or what?!" I said.
"Well, it is a record label, with many successful bands." Brendon stated.
"I meant it rhetorically Bren. But seriously, why give out stuff like this? I mean there’s an iPod, a sidekick, ray bans, and other things! They should be broke by now!" I laughed.
"Well that's not true," Ryan said from beside me, "companies give them their products so celebrities use them in public. Which causes other people to go and buy said product." He stated intelligently.
"Ok..." I nodded, still on the phone to Brendon.
"Stevie? Stevie!" Brendon shouted.
"Oops, sorry Bren." I apologised.
"It’s ok. Anyways, I'm downstairs with the guys waiting for Pete. You guys coming?" he asked.
"Umm, yeah. We'll be down there soon." I said, before we said our goodbyes and hung up.
"Time to go?" Ryan asked.
I nodded.
Just then, my phone started ringing.

'I could be brown, I could be blue, I could be-'

"Morning Jackson." I greeted.
"Morning babe. Listen, Terry's called in sick today and I was wondering if you could come in." He asked hopefully.
"What time?" I asked.
"11 till 5. Don't worry, you'll be working with me the entire time." He said.
"Ok, I'll be there." I replied.
"Awesome! And you can tell me all about your date!" he squealed excitedly.
"Ok, ok. I'll see you soon babe. Bye!" I hung up.
"Who was that?" Ryan asked.
"Jackson. I have to work today." I told him.
"That's alright. What time?" he asked.
"11 till 5." I answered.
"Ok. Well I'll take all the stuff home m'kay?" he asked.
"Ok." I agreed.
"Well, let’s head downstairs, and I'll organise a car for you." He said.
I nodded, and grabbed my purse, shoving in some things from the gift bag before heading out the door with Ryan.
He grabbed my hand, swinging it back and forth as we made our way towards the elevator.
The doors opened, and we walked inside.
After pressing the floor to the lobby, the doors closed and down we went.
I hummed along to the dorky elevator music.
Ryan smiled and shook his head.
"Hey now, I appreciate all types of music mister." I said, 'glaring' at him.
He smiled, and put his arm around my shoulder before kissing the top of my head.
I folded my arms and pouted, "I hate being short." I muttered.
"Well it suits you." He told me.
Just then, the elevator 'dinged' and the doors opened up to the lobby.
Ryan grabbed my hand once again, and we walked over to the guys.
"Morning." Ry and I both said to them.
"Stevie!" Brendon exclaimed, jumping up and hugging me.
"Whoa! Coffee or Red Bull?" I asked.
"Monster." He mumbled.
"Bren! You're gonna be crazy all day!" I exclaimed.
He looked at me and smiled before kissing my cheek.
"Aren't I always? Besides, Pete might get sick of us quicker which means we can leave earlier." He whispered in my ear.
"Good plan agent Urie." I said.
He nodded and laughed.
"Babe? Cars ready." Ryan smiled.
"Thanks Ry." I said, going on my tiptoes and kissing him.
"I'll see you after work." I said.
"You're going to work? I thought it was your day off!" Brendon said.
I shrugged, "Jackson needed me. I'll see you guys later." I said, hugging them all quickly and running outside to the car.
I told him my work address, and off we went.

"Stevie! How was it?! You looked gorgeous last night! Did you meet any cute boys? Huh?" Jackson asked me all at once.
"Hello to you too." I laughed, putting my bag under the counter.
"Sorry. But forserial, how was it?" he asked.
"It was good." I smiled, jumping up and sitting on the counter.
"Good? Come on girl! Details!" he exclaimed.
I sighed, "It was at the Palms Hotel, and there was music, people... Oh! And Santa showed up. Bren was stoked!" I laughed at the memory.
"And...?" he asked, urging for more info.
"Ooh! We got gift bags!" I said, reaching under the counter and grabbing my bag.
I pulled out some of the things I had gotten in the gift bag and showed him.
"Wow! That's so cool!" he said, looking at all the things.
After a minute or so, I put them back in my bag, and placed it under the counter.
"So... What happened afterwards?" he asked with a grin.
"We went up to our room and went to bed." I answered.
"Is that all?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes." I simple answered.
"You didn't... Do anything?" he asked shocked.
"We kissed, but that's it." I replied.
"You've never..."
"No!" I replied with a blush.
"Really? Wow." He said.
"What? What's so wow?" I asked.
"Normally you hear about 'rock stars? Wanting sex all the time, but yours... Doesn't." He said.
I laughed, "Ry's a sweetie." I smiled.
Jackson smiled, "Ok, time to watch a movie. Your pick." He stated.
I smiled before jumping down, and walking around the store before deciding on George of the Jungle.
I skipped merrily over to the counter, handing Jackson the DVD to put in the player.

That day, we didn't really do much.
After George of the Jungle, we watched Catch me if you can, and Aladdin.
Plus, I vacuumed the floors, and tidied the shelves a little bit.
"Stevie! Your phones ringing!" Jackson called to me from the counter.
I quickly ran over, grabbed my phone out of my bag and answered it.
"A hoy hoy?" I greeted.
"A hoy hoy to you too babe." Ryan said from the other end.
"Hey Ry. How'd the meeting go?" I asked.
"Good. Listen, I was wondering if you'd like to go out tonight." He said.
"Sure, I'd love to." I smiled.
"Great, I'll see you when you get home ok? Bye baby." He said.
"Bye." I smiled, and hung up.
"Ooh, somebody's happy." Jackson sung.
"Shut up you." I playfully hit him.
"Come on bitch, pack up! It’s time to goooo." Jackson said, taking his name tag off.
"Ok ok. Hey Bob!" I called out to our boss who just walked in.
"Hey darling, how are you?" he asked nicely.
He was like a dad I wish I had.
"I'm good. Jackson and I are gonna walk home now." I smiled.
"Ok, be careful. Jackson, take care of her." He told him.
"Yes sir!" he saluted.
"Get outta here you kids. Have a good night!" he said.
"You too!" we replied, walking out of the shop.
"Jackson, this is gonna sound like a weird question but... What is love?" I asked.
"I don't know how to explain it." He told me.
"How do you feel about Drake?" I asked, trying to work out an answer.
"Every time I'm around him, my heart flutters. My stomach flips. He just makes me feel loved, and is always there for me. And whenever I'm around him, I'm truly happy, and I can't get that happiness from anyone else. It’s like, I was made for him, and he was made for me." He sighed happily.
I smiled, him and Drake were so cute together.
"Why'd you want to know?" he asked after our silence.
"Just wondering." I replied looking around.
"Wow, we're already home." I stated.
Jackson chuckled, "See you later bitch." He smiled.
"Bye whore!" I replied, making my way up the front steps.
The door opened before I had reached it, and Brendon was standing there smiling.
"You called him a whore?" he asked.
"You were listening?" I retorted.
He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off.
"Don't Bren. Just, don't." Ryan said, stepping beside him.
I chuckled and walked up to them.
"Hey baby." Ryan said smoothly, wrapping his arms around me.
"Hey." I smiled, pecking his lips lightly.
"Go get changed." He said.
"In what?" I asked, holding his hand and walking inside.
"Clothes?" Ryan said confused.
I giggled, "Well duh! But is it casual? Formal?" I asked.
"In between." He replied.
"Ok, I'll be back." I smiled, before walking off towards my room.
Once I was inside, I walked straight into my wardrobe and thought about what to wear.
After thinking for a minute, I decided on my black tights, and knee length purple dress.
After teaming it with a black cardigan and black high-tops, I messed up my hair, applied some eyeliner, grabbed my purse, and headed out to meet up with Ryan.
He was dressed in black skinnies, with a grey blazer and white button up suit top paired with some nice dress shoes.
Brendon wolf whistled, "Yeowch!" he cried afterwards.
"Bren! What the fuck?!" I laughed.
He shrugged, and turned back to the TV.
"You look gorgeous." Ryan complimented.
"And you look very handsome." I replied with a smile.
He grabbed my hand, and we walked towards the front door.
"Don't be too late!" Brendon called out.
"Yes mother dearest." I replied, rolling my eyes.
Ryan chuckled, and we both walked outside to the car, and got in.
“So… where are we going?” I asked curiously, as we pulled out of the driveway.
“That’s for me to know, and for you to find out.” He replied with a smirk.
“Ok.” I replied, taking Ryan’s spare hand in mine, and holding it lightly.
10 minutes later, we pulled up in front of a large building.
“Ry, where are we?” I asked.
“It’s a surprise.” He told me with a smile.
He opened his door, and I stayed in the car, looking around for whatever reason we were possibly here for.
Ryan opened my door for me, and helped me out.
“Come on, follow me.” He smiled, grabbing my hand and leading me into the building.
We made our way inside, and Ryan led me towards the elevator.
Once he had pressed the button, the doors opened and we walked inside.
He pressed another button inside, and the doors closed before we started moving.
And again, I hummed along to the elevator music, only this time, Ryan joined me.
I smiled, squeezing his hand lightly.
The elevator pinged, or dinged whatever you prefer, and the doors opened.
“Wait.” Ryan said, as I began to walk forward.
I stopped and looked at him, but my eyes were covered with a blindfold.
“Ry! What’s going on?” I asked nervously.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be your guide.” He told me.
I nodded my head, and he led me out of the elevator, holding onto my hand.
After a minute or so of walking, we stopped.
“Ready?” he asked.
I nodded.
“Ok.” He said, before taking off my blindfold.
We were on the roof, and there was a dinner setting for two with fairy lights all around.
“Ry…” I trailed off, this was the sweetest thing anybody had ever done for me.
“You’ve always had a thing for roofs, why not have dinner on one?” he smiled.
“It’s beautiful.” I said, leaning up and kissing him passionately.
Once we parted, he smiled.
"Come on, let’s eat." He smiled as we sat down on the two chairs opposite each other.
Out of nowhere, someone came up to us, pushing along a cart.
He placed a plate in front of each of us, before putting an esky on the ground and walking away.
"How?" I asked.
"I have my... Connections." He said, flicking off some imaginary dirt before chuckling.
I laughed to and looked down at my plate and smiled.
"Ryan, you know me too well." I smiled, seeing the Whopper burger and fries before me.
"Check the esky." He told me.
I raised an eyebrow, but did it anyway.
Juice box galore!
I squealed in delight.
"Haha, yep. Its official, you know far too much!" I giggled, passing him his Vitamin water, and shoving the straw in my juice box.
He smiled, and sipped his drink before we both started eating our food.

We were sitting, holding hands, looking out beyond the roof.
"I love roofs." I smiled.
Ryan smiled, "I know."
"This has to be the best date ever! Seriously though, it'd win." I told him, resting my head on his shoulder.
He chuckled before stopping, "Stevie, I have to tell you something kinda important." He stated.
I brought my head up and looked at him, "Is everything alright?" I asked.
"Yeah, everything’s fine. Its just- you know how we've been talking to Pete a bit right?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Well, cutting right to the chase, we're going on tour." He told me.
"Really? That's great Ry! You're doing what you love." I smiled and kissed his lips gently.
"You're not upset?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, I'll miss you, but this is what you do! And it’s what you love, I'm not gonna hold you back from that." I told him honestly.
"I thought you'd be upset or something." Ryan admitted.
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"Because I'm leaving you alone." He replied.
"Well, if I get too lonely, I'll hang out with Drake and Jackson." I told him.
Ryan nodded in understanding.
"When do you leave?" I asked him.
"2nd of January. We'll be gone for a month and a bit." He replied.
I nodded and smiled.
"Come on, there's another part to this date." Ryan said, standing up and helping me too.
"Ry, you don't have to do anything else. This was perfect." I told him.
"Are you serious though? Because if you are, you're easy to please." He smiled.
"Funny." I replied sarcastically, before following him back into the elevator, going downstairs and into the car.
Once we were in the car, Ryan pulled out of the parking space and drove down the street.
After a few minutes, we pulled outside of an ice creamery.
"An ice creamery?" I asked excitedly.
"Yep, come on! Before they close!" Ryan said, and we both got out of the car.
We walked into the ice creamery hand in hand, and looked at the choices.
"Hmm, I think I'll get... Strawberry in a small cup." I told the lady behind the counter.
"And I'll get cookies & cream in a large cup." Ryan added.
The lady nodded and got our ice creams before Ryan paid her.
We went back outside and sat down on a nearby bench to eat our ice cream.
"Why'd you get a small? It’s so... Small." He said.
I laughed, "Well done Ry." I said.
He poked his tongue out.
"I got a small because otherwise I'd feel sick." I answered.
"Oh, ok." He nodded, eating a spoonful of his ice cream.
I put a spoonful in my mouth, and Ryan attacked me with a passionate kiss.
His tongue and mine danced.
"Mhmm, yummy." He smiled when we pulled away.
I blushed, and threw my ice cream cup in the bin.
Ryan finished soon after, and we headed back home.

"How was it?" Brendon asked as soon as we walked through the door.
"Great." I replied with a smiled.
"Good, but Ryan. Its past curfew. Shame on you!" he fake scolded.
"Oh shut up." He laughed.
I quickly kissed Ryan's cheek before going into my room to get changed.
I walked over to my bed and grabbed my PJ's.
I quickly stripped off my dress and tights and was about to pull my pants on when my door opened and Ryan walked in.
"Ryan!" I squealed, grabbing my clothes and running into my wardrobe quickly.
I quickly got into the top and track pants, walking out of the wardrobe with, what I thought was, a permanent blush.
Ryan was sitting on my bed looking straight at me.
"Well... That was fun." I said jokingly before laughing nervously.
Ryan smiled before gesturing for me to sit on his lap.
I sat down, and he wrapped his arms around my middle, kissing my neck gently.
"I had a great night Ry." I told him truthfully.
"I'm glad. I was kinda nervous about telling you about tour though honestly." He replied.
"Why's that?" I asked.
"I just hate seeing you upset, and I was scared you would be." He replied.
After he told me that, I rested my head back on his shoulder and yawned
"Tired baby?" Ryan asked.
I nodded in response.
"Come on then, let’s get you into bed." He said.
I got up off of him, and pulled my doona back before slipping in.
Ryan slipped off his shoes, pants and shirt, leaving him in just his boxers before slipping in after me.
"Night Ry." I said sleepily.
"Night baby." He replied, kissing my shoulder before pulling me close and falling asleep.

[A/N I think this story will end in a few more chapters. It may or may not have a sequel... still processing. Anyways, Read & Review please! I'd like to know if people want me to continue with this story! Otherwise i'm gonna stop. Thanks guys!/]
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