Follow Your Heart [Rydon]

Chapter 16: FOB Concerts and Deaths

We're going to see Fall Out Boy tonight and I don't think I've ever been more excited about anything in my life.

Hayley is wearing a Fall Out Boy shirt, her homemade Fall Out Boy skinny jeans and a pair of Chuck Taylor's that have FOB written all over them. 

Ryan's got on a pair of black skinny jeans and a pink Fall Out Boy shirt.

I've got red skinny jeans and a white Fall Out Boy shirt, with my red hoodie and red Chuck Taylor's. 

"Ryan, come on. We have to get going or we'll be late!" Hayley shouted at him. Ryan was fixing his eyeliner in the mirror.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." He said, ruffling his bangs once more before he walked across the room and met us at the bedroom door.

The three of us walked out of his bedroom and hurried down the stairs and out of the house after making sure we had everything. We got in Ryan's car and he drove us to the venue.

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"I'm so excited!" Hayley shouted as we were walking to the line.

"And she just can't hide it!" I shouted after her, making the three of us laugh. Ryan grabbed my hand and gently squeezed it. I smiled to myself and squeezed back.

"If I get the chance to meet Pete Wentz, I'm going to rape him." Hayley said calmly. I stared at her with my eyebrows furrowed and she laughed. "I'm not kidding." She said, making a straight face again.

The line was moving at a decent speed and within the next fifteen minutes, we were inside the venue and on our way to the center floor in front of the stage. The three of us pushed our ways to the front of the stage and we weren't moving until the show was over.

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Their show was amazing and Hayley was convinced that Pete Wentz was looking at her the whole time. Ryan and I laughed at her as she fangirled the whole way home. We dropped Hayley off at her apartment and then Ryan and I went home.

"How'd you like the show?" He asked me, grabbing my hand and lacing our fingers. He had one hand on the steering wheel and he was smiling as he looked out the windshield.

"It was fucking amazing," I grinned from ear to ear and looked out my window. "I'm glad I got to go with you." Ryan squeezed my hand gently and then we pulled up in front of the house. I immediately noticed the ambulance that was parked crookedly in front of my parents house, making my heart drop. 

"Bren-" Ryan's voice was instantly silenced as I quickly pushed the car door open and ran across the street. Standing on the porch was my brother, my parents and a couple of police officers. 

My mom was crying, my dads eyes were red and wet and my brother looked like he felt guilty about something. Once I stepped foot onto the porch, everyone's eyes landed on me.

"What's going on?" I asked, just as one of the paramedics stepped up next to me.

"We're ready to go, if either one of you planned on riding with her." His voice was soft and sincere-like. My eyes widened and my heart fell to my stomach. Without speaking a single word to me, my mom walked right past me and followed the blond haired paramedic into the back of the ambulance and then the doors closed. The ambulance sped down the street, blaring their siren and I turned m attention back to my dad and my brother.