Ryan [P.O.V.]
I was fully dressed and ready to go. I am alwasy nervous before these kind of things. I hate being questioned. Feels like I'm getting scolded or talked to. I miss when nobody cared about how much I spend on make up or how I like my coffee. I really don't think those are important questions. I always thought they would drill us about the music but our personal lives are for some reason more important. I looked in the mirror. I look like shit today. My eyeliner smudged and this waist coat does not flatter me. Brendon is insane to think it would. I have no figure, I'm a walking stick. He on the other hand has the most gracious figure I have had the privlege to lay eyes on. His hips are just right he has a nice apple bottem but that the waist coats excentuate nicely. I am completely jealous of his body type, He is muscular looking and doesn't even care, He attracts girls and guys a like and no one even gives me a side glance but him. I won't say that him looking at me the way he does doesn't make me feel splendid inside. Honestly when his eyes roam me I feel butterflies. I smile everytime he gives me a compliment and my face turns rosey.
A bang on the door pulls me from my thoughts,
"Hey Ryan, are you almost done? I need to pee."
I sigh as I let Spencer in. He looks desperated for the toilet. Brendon grabs my hand and whispers,
"Pete and Patrick are here."
I try to fake a smile but I'm just too nervous about everything. Patrick grins ear to ear as he whispers,
"Ryan, I always new you were gay! I'm gald you have come out of the closet. Brendon is quite the lucky man."
I smile sheepishly, "Yeah, well I'm bisexual but whatever right? Labels are dumb." Brendon placed his hand on my back and rubbed it lightly. He always can tell when I'm getting anxious.
He whispers sweetly, "Do you want something to calm you? Tea with lemon and honey?"
"That would be wonderful Bren." I smile at him.
"Anything for you sugar." He kisses my nose so sweetly and I giggle a little. Damn I am such a girl.
"Aww" comes from the chorus around us.
Pete stands up even though he is shorter than me I am terrified of him, "Hello Ry, long time no see. I have missed you guys. Well glad we could talk so you could drop this bombshell on us all. I heard it was dropped on you yesterday."
"Well, um, I wouldn't call it a bombshell. This is more of a blessing for me. I'm happy with it. We don't know if everyone will be as happy as us but who cares right?" I smile half heartedly at my dumb speech.
"Ry, don't worry. My parents won't care and neither will your mom. Your mom is like pushing for you to find someone anyone. She would be happy if you brought a cactus home as a date." Brendon nuzzled into my cheek as he hands me my tea. I sip it lightly thinking how weird it would be to go home with a cactus as a date. My mother would probably give it a plate at the dinner table at this point in my life. Oh my am I pathetic. "You aren't pathetic Ryan. You are wonderful, gifted and quite a good kisser." Brendon whispered in my ear. Well at least I am feeling a little better. I really hope this interview goes well though.
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FanfictionRyan hears Jon and Spencer talking and it plants some seeds in his head. Does he really like Brendon or was it just what Jon and Spencer said that made him question his own sexuality?
