Chemical! at the Disco- A Ryden/Frerard Tale

Chapter 4

Day of Meet-n-Greet

Brendon's POV:

"Good morning!!! I'm so excited for today if you couldn't tell!!!!" I texted Ryan first thing in the morning when I got up. Well, that was easy, now time for the hard text. "Hey Emma, we gotta break up. Sorry." I feel like such a jerk, but I sent it. I blocked her number. Just for the day, I don't want anything to mess anything up with this day. Especially Emma. Ryan texted back with, "I know! OMW to the 7-11 now :D" "K, b there asap," I said. Also known as, let's rush and get dressed and run to the sev down the street. I slipped on black jeans, started to button up my white buttoned shirt when I realized I only had one suspender...Whatever. I clipped on my one suspender on the right side then left my house in black converse high tops, my black skinny jeans, one pant leg over my shoe and other tucked in. White button down shirt only buttoned with two buttons from the bottom. One black suspender on the right side. Combed and gelled hair. I was ready. I ran out the door and accidentally left it open...Oops. I went back to close it and realized I forgot my phone. I grabbed it and texted Ryan, "Leaving now, sorry I was late, c u soon," "Alright," he said. Who says "alright," especially texting. It's so different... I LOVE IT! I ran to the sev as fast as I could. I was still a distance away but I could see Ryan. He looked so adorable. White pants, white shirt, and a vest with roses on it. He's so original. As I got closer I saw his hair. Oh my god. It was in a mohawk type thing but on the top of his head in the middle with normal hair surrounding it. I'm calling that the Ryhawk from here on out. "Ryan!!!!" I screamed so loud that you could have probably heard it from my apartment. We both ran up to each other and hugged. It was kind of awkward but I really liked it because when he grabbed me we spun and my feet lifted off the ground and it was interesting. I might get used to this. Anyways. After my feet were on the ground we just stood there and hugged. It was nice. Behind his head I twirled my finger around a little patch of hair and started twisting it. It was silky, you could tell he had washed it in preparation for today. Why did I love him so much? Yes, I said love. I have a feeling that's what this is. Love. I love Ryan Ross. I kind of mumbled that in real life, not actually saying that but something that sounded similar and just a muffled mess. I don't think anyone could make it out. It would've just sounded like a mumbled and muffle five syllable sentence. "Huh?" Ryan said as we backed away from each other. "I-uh-I said..umm...I love MCR..." Oh my god. I'm dead! "Oh, alright," he said so simply like I had just said that I had to go back and grab some cash or some silly shit like that. He was unique. Anyone else would have questioned me. I loved him so much. Maybe he knew what I said. Maybe he liked it? Maybe he-"Brendon..? Hello? Earth to Bread," Ryan said in a silly way while letting out a small laugh. He's so adorable. I've said he's adorable so much but it's it just ahh....I love him! REALITY! YEAH! "Uh, yeah sorry, there's just something on my mind I guess..." "Oh, alright," AGAIN WITH THE FUCKING "ALRIGHT" STOP BEING SO DAMN ADORABLE!!!!!! There was an awkward silence then he said, "Whelp, wanna get going?" "Um..yeah...we should," This was going to be a long day. But it was worth it. A whole day with me and Ryan Ross...Oh and My Chemical Romance of course...haha...

Ryan's POV:

We had just gotten on the bus and I could barely even breathe. Just that hug. It seemed perfect. His hands in my hair...Oh that was nice...WHAT HE SAID!. But now I have to think about the present. We're crammed into a small bus seat meant for two people but we had two people, one of which being me had really long legs which were crammed between my seat and the seat in front of me, and next to Brendon there was a cage with a chicken. Yes. No lie. A. Chicken. I have no freakin' clue. But that's how this day's been so far. So it goes like this, window, me, Brendon, chicken cage. Our legs are touching. Neither of us are trying to move away, so that might be a good sign. I put my left foot over his right. It was an awkward movement, most like everything I do, but it was different, because after I was done with it we were like together. Without either of us saying a word I could just feel something different with Brendon than I had with anyone else before. This feeling is amazing, I don't think I've even experienced it before. I do believe it's called love.