The Casual Affair (Ryden/Mpreg)

Chapter 1

Hey guys! So a while back I wrote a short story called "I Had A Feeling" and I promised that maybe I'd turn it into a full story. Well here it is. I was in the mood to write some sappy yet sexy Mpreg. This is book is going to be set months before the short story so, Brendon and Ryan are not a couple at the moment. Anyway, enjoy! :3 -Katlyn

Brendon's POV

I sleepily lift my head from my desk and wipe away the drool from my mouth. Just think, a few more months of this bullshit and I can graduate. Thank you god. "Mr. Urie, can you tell me tell me how you write a inverse of this question?" Mr. Bane asks me from the front of his room. He raises an eyebrow at me with his wire frames setting low on his nose. I squint at the words on the board.

If it is raining, Shelby will take the bus.

"Um..."

"If it isn't raining, then Shelby won't take the bus." A voice says from the back of the room. I look over my shoulder at the voices owner.

Brown hair covered his honey colored eyes and a confident smile plays on his lips. He kept his pencil poised gracefully between his thumb and index finger. "Thank you Mr. Ross, but I asked Mr. Urie."

"Well he obviously didn't know the answer, so I just saved him the trouble." The room chuckles and the know it all leans back in his chair. Smug little asshole.

"I barley had anytime to think.." I grumble.

Ryan Ross was perfect. At least to everyone else. I on the other hand thought he was an dick. Straight A's, perfect hair, snare drummer in the band, and captain of the swim team. He does have an impressive ray of talents, but that doesn't make him any less of a jerk.

Then there was his bitchy girlfriend, Keltie Colleen. I hated her almost twice as much. Tall, blond, skinny, and a great smile made the head cheerleader the ultimate prize.

She has it out for me, I swear.

During our sophomore year she posted pictures of me as a ten year old all around the school. How she got the pictures is beyond me.

But what do I care? I know what I want to do with my life and I'm going to make it happen, one way or another.

I want to be a singer.

I dream of the stage. Where the fans scream for me. Boys and girls sing along to my words. Where, for once, I'm loved.

It will happen. I know it.

The bell rings and I get up to leave, but not before colliding with Prince Charming himself. "Watch what you're doing slacker." He growls. How could such an innocent looking face be so cruel?

I huff and power walk to my locker. I want out of this hell hole. I wanna go home. I get my shit and head to my car. Such a shitty week. Good thing I'm going to my brothers for the weekend.

My brother is my best friend. Dallon is tall and tough. He always stood up for me as a kid. He still tries to every so often, but I think he's realized I can stand up for myself.

I was heartbroken when he told me he was moving out with his girlfriend Breezy. Breezy was lovely and all, but i didn't want Dallon to leave. Ever. Yeah, that's probably not healthy. Every two weeks though, I come stay the weekend at his place.

And that's where I'm headed.

***

"All your bags packed?"

"Yes mom."

"Do you have your tooth brush?"

"Yes mom."

"What about underwear? Do you have enough underwear?"

"Mom! I've got everything I need! I promise. Besides, it's not like Dall lives across the country. He's only a half an hour away." I say. Mom's very over protective of her baby. Her eighteen year old baby.

"Alright. I just worry, you know?" I nod and she pulls me into a hug. "I love you. Drive safe okay?"

"Grace, leave em' go. He's not a kid." My dad says from the recliner in the living room.

"Thanks dad." I throw my bag over my shoulder and start out the door.

"Wait, Bren!" Mom yelps. I turn to her and she kisses my cheek quickly. Gosh Mom, gross. "Okay. Be careful. Tell Dallon I miss him." I nod and finally get out the door. I toss my stuff in the back seat of my old white Ford Laser and start to Dallon's.

***

Mid way into my trip the stupid engine goes. Steam rises from under the hood. Being the stupid son of a bitch I am, I left my phone at home. Of course.

I manage to break down in the rich neighborhood too. Just my luck.

I decide on walking to the nearest house to call up the folks and get out. That's it.

But of course the house I approach is filled with people. Presumably a Halloween party. I knock on the door several times until someone answers.

Keltie Colleen stands before me in a skin tight, black leather, one piece that probably had a ball of white fluffy on her ass. She also sported black stilettos, fish net stockings, and rabbit ears. "What the hell are you supposed to be?" I say with tons of venom behind it.

"A playboy bunny." Her cherry red lips pull into a fake smile. "But you wouldn't know because you're a fucking fag." Anger boils in me but I ignore it.

"Yeah thanks, anyway, can I use your phone? My car broke down about a half a mile back."

"And you don't have a cell phone?"

"Left it at my house." I sigh. She grimaces and finally lets me in.

"Only for a little bit Urie. I want you out of my house in ten minutes." I roll my eyes and pick up her phone, dialing my house. It rings and rings and rings.

"Hello, you're calling the Urie family, we can't get to the phone right no-" I press end and a hand on my shoulder sends a jolt through my veins. I turn to find Ryan Ross with a red solo cup in his hand, smiling at me.

"How'd you get in here Urie?" He asks, that gorgeous smile still on his face.

"Your girlfriend let me in so I could call my parents. My car broke down."

"I could lend you my car." My eyebrows shoot up instantly out of shock. Is he joking right now?

"You're kidding right?" He shakes his head and puts the cup in my hand.

"Stay for a while dude."

"I can't, I gotta get to my brothers."

"C'mon. Just one drink." I weigh out my options, one, stay and hang at a party with the coolest kids in school or two, go home and wait to go to Dall's in the morning. I sigh and take a sip of the beer.

"Just one drink."