The Very Thought Of You || Ryden Fanfic

Chapter One

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Hello! Thank you for picking up this book. I got the inspiration for this from preciadology on Tumblr. Okay, hope you enjoy!! :)))

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*Ryan POV*
Man, that was a long day. Why can't I sleep? I'm so tired. Damn it, everyone is asleep. I'm quite thankful there was a house for us to stay in. We all have our own rooms. I can hear Brendon lightly snoring from his room. God, he is the cutest.

I get up out of bed and walk to the kitchen. Maybe some milk will make me more tired.

"You know, Brendon and you won't last." someone from the living room says. Who is in there?

"Umm... who are you?" I say, creeping into the living room, glass of milk in hand.

"Future you. Ryan Ross from 2015. You." I'm in shock. What does he mean that Brendon and I won't last?

"Well, Brendon and I are very happy, and we will be together for a long time. I'm so in love." I tell future me.

"You're so naïve. It's adorable. Come with me, babydoll." he says. I'm hesitant. Why should I? I do as future me says, and I sit on the couch. He looks at me, right in the eye, and starts to tear up.

"I love Brendon, too. And I know what happens. But I still love him. He has a great career with a new band member." New band member?
{edit: i realize it's just brendon in the band i am so sorry}
"I vowed to Brendon that I would stay with him until he wasn't happy with the band." I say.

"Hey, babe?" I hear from Brendon's room. Shit!

"I'm in here," I say quickly. I turn to tell future me to get out, but he's already gone. A sleepy Brendon emerges from his room. I lay on the couch.

"Why are you awake?" he asks.

"I don't know. I guess I just can't sleep." I say. He gives me the cutest sad puppy look. I open up my arms and invite him to cuddle. He comes to the couch, lays down, and wraps his arms around me. I feel so comfortable in his arms. I feel like I was meant to be with him.

He puts his chin on my shoulder and starts mumbling a song. It's "The Very Thought Of You", the Billie Holiday version. This is the song he sang when he asked me to date him. I turn to kiss him on the cheek. He stops and slowly drifts to sleep. I close my eyes, with what I feel as a large childish grin.

"Remember this exact moment. You'll need to for a long time." someone whispers in front of me. I open my eyes. Future me is about 2 inches away from my face.

"Okay, I can do that. I'm glad to. I can remember how in love I am." I say to future me. He chuckles, and then frowns. He extends his hand, inviting me to grab his. I do.

"Let's go on a little trip, shall we?"