This Is A Fever You Can't Sweat Out//Panic! At The Disco FanFic//RyanRoss FanFic

*What The Critics Say*

"Leave me alone." I mumbled as Ryan started to gently push me awake. I rolled away from him. He started... licking... my... face...

"Dottie, leave her alone." Ryan whispered, picking his dog up. I opened an eye and looked at him. Dottie was under one of his arms and a mug was in the other.

"Morning." I sat up slightly. I have a migraine.

"Afternoon." Ryan sat on the bed and placed Dottie in between us. He handed me the mug. It was filled with tea and honey.

"What day is it?" I asked in a whisper and holding the mug close to me.

"Thursday. Pete called. There's a meeting later. He wanted to talk about the few things about the album. I'll tell him we're almost done recording it. I'm sure he'll bring a few of his guys and I'm sure they'll want to talk about tours and stuff."

"I'm not doing interviews." I stated firmly and then winced. My throat is a little sore. It's not a little sore. It feels as if I had a bunch of whisky, smoked a bunch, and sat in front of a fire. I'm sure I sound like a person that smoked at least two packs a day. I'm regretting the things I did as a teenager. Goddamned smoking.

"I'll pass the word." Ryan nodded and rubbed Dottie's head. "Brendon called earlier. He wanted to know how you were doing."

"What'd you tell him?"

"That you were still asleep." Ryan looked at me. His eyes smiled. I love it when his eyes smiled. It made me feel happy.

"What'd he say?" I asked before taking a sip of my tea. It tasted good. I liked it.

"He told me to tell you to feel better. And then I had to hang up because Dottie got away from me and came in here." He looked down at Dottie. "Pete also said that there's two practice shows."

"Practice shows?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.

"When Panic plays in LA and Vegas, you and I will be their opening."

"Really?"

"Really."

"When are they going to be in LA and Vegas?"

"Two weeks." He replied, looking back at me. I let out a deep sigh.

"Two weeks?"

"I can make up the setlist and then ask Brendon if we can cover a song or two. I know we don't have a whole lot of songs released. But, we're just opening. The openers only have to do a 30 minute time slot." He explained. I nodded.

"Can we ask Jon if we can cover some Young Veins?" I jokingly asked. Ryan let out a small laugh and shook his head.

"We'll figure it out." He leaned over and pecked my forehead. He cringed. "You're all sweaty."

"Impossible. I'm freezing." I looked at Ryan and frowned. "I'll turn up the heat before I leave."

"This reminds me of that time in Seattle." I coughed. "Remember?" I asked, looking up at him. He laughed.

"Aggie, it's almost like you're going back in time to remember these small things." 

"I almost never get sick, that one time was the worst weekend of my life." I stated. "Other than our first break up."

"You were pretty sick."

"Like always." I smirked before coughing. "When are you meeting with Pete?"

"Thirty minutes. Figured I could get gas." He stood up off the bed. Dottie stayed lying next to me. Her tail wagged slightly as she looked at Ryan.