Hopeless Romantic -- Brallon

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(Me reading the comments from last chapter: "Aww love you guys too!!" Jkjk)

BBU

I walk into my last class to see Spencer and Ryan S. in the classroom already. We all have music theory last period, with Dallon and a lot of our other friends.

I sit down in the second row next to Spencer, Ryan S, Tyler, and Josh. The few minutes of passing period comes to an end. The bell rings and we look at each other curiously.

"Where's Dallon?" I ask.

Everybody shakes their heads and shrugs.

"I don't know. Maybe he took a while at his locker?" Josh questions.

Mr. Wentz stands up from his desk to take attendance. He calls everybody's names, and only a handful of students are absent, like normal. But Dallon was here today. Why is he not in class yet?

Just as Mr. Wentz is about to speak, the door opens.

Dallon Weekes and Ryan Ross walk into the music room holding hands.

I feel enraged and saddened at the same time. I thought there was no hard feelings between Ryan and I? Dallon isn't ready for a relationship yet! Was he lying about feeling the same? I know there was something between us. There is something between us. I felt a spark when we kissed. Did Dallon feel nothing? Maybe he just doesn't love me. Who could love me, I am out of my mind?

My eyes pool with tears as my friends comfort me. I can tell by their faces that the pity has already seeped into the atmosphere.

Spencer whispers."In a little bit of time, it won't hurt so bad." 

Josh smiles. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. I hope nothing's wrong."

Tyler nods. "Something's gotta be wrong with this. I know Dallon really likes you."

I almost burst into tears, but I'm trying not to get too emotional. I bite my lip and take deep breaths. They can't make me feel better about this situation. Nothing can.

"Weekes? Ross? Why are you tardy?" Mr. Wentz asks. I can tell he's trying to suppress a shocked face. I know for a fact he was rooting for Dallon and I, too.

Ryan smirks and looks in my direction. "Sorry, Mr. Wentz. My boyfriend and I were kind of busy." He puts extra emphasis on "boyfriend".

I grit my teeth. I'm about to get up from my chair and fucking kick Ryan to the moon and back, until Tyler calms me down.

"Detention, Ross." Mr. Wentz speaks.

Ryan loses his cool demeanor. "What?! Why am I getting detention? I didn't do anything! Are you homophobic??"

Some of the students snicker. Ryan doesn't know all the teachers in the school yet.

Mr. Wentz laughs. "Well, you were late for my class because apparently your boyfriend was more important. And I'm not homophobic. I know you're new here, but surely you know Mr. Stump is my husband? The choir teacher?"

Ryan seems taken aback. "O-oh.... But Dallon's late too!"

My attention shifts to Dallon. He looks... uncomfortable. His eyes are reddish and puffy while he stands a good distance away from Ryan. Ryan is still holding onto his hand, however. That's weird.

Dallon doesn't look happy, but he doesn't look upset. He just looks... numb and emotionless.

"Well, Weekes hasn't caused as much of a scene compared to you. He's been quiet and not boasting off his boyfriend to the entire class." Mr. Wentz answers Ryan. "You two can take your seats."

They sit down near the back of the room where there's lots of empty desks. I'm on the side of the classroom sitting next to Spencer and Josh.

I hear Ryan whisper. "Maybe Mr. Wentz just doesn't like me. What do you think, babe?"

I see Dallon in my peripheral vision. He takes a shaky breath and moves a seat away from Ryan. I turn my head to look at what they're doing while Mr. Wentz is talking about sixteenth notes.

Ryan raises an eyebrow to Dallon's action. Dallon immediately gives an obviously weak and fake smile. He moves back to his former seat, which makes Ryan smirk and wrap an arm around Dallon's shoulders.

Ryan looks up at me and smiles. He mouths the word "Mine" while getting closer to Dallon.

He did not just fucking say that.

I move seats from where I was sitting, to near where the lovely couple is. Mr. Wentz won't mind. I'm one of his favorite students and he's a laid-back teacher.

"Y'know, Ryan, Dallon isn't an object. You can't own him." I whisper harshly.

Ryan shrugs. "What if I do?"

Dallon's lip is quivering.

"Dallon, are you okay? Did Ryan do anything? What happened?" I ask patiently, hoping for an answer.

Ryan gives Dallon a stern look. "No. Uh, yeah. Actually, I-I'm fine.." Dallon answers, biting his lip.

I sigh and glare daggers at Ryan. "You better be ready to pass out from blood loss after class. I'll kill you if you've done anything to him."

"He's still mine, and you're still a hopeless romantic. Do whatever you want, Urie. Just know I'm not the sinister type." Ryan says passively.

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Songs referenced:
She Had The World -Panic! At The Disco
Secret For The Mad -dodie
Mr. Sinister -IDKHBTFM

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Lol do you guys hate me yet

But on a more serious note:
Honestly, I didn't even realize I was channeling some of my personal thoughts into Dallon's character in this story. I actually almost had a panic attack earlier last week because I was so overwhelmed and nervous about something. Nothing like what happened in the story happened to me, but I was really freaked out about a situation I was uncomfortable in. This happens occasionally to me. I have this thing where if I don't eat enough, or if I'm too overwhelmed by something, I actually pass out and have a slight seizure. I'm not diagnosed with anxiety or anything, but once every few years, I faint because my body feels out of control of a certain situation. I do get nervous very often, and I hope I can solve some of my own problems by writing it out in the story. FYI, anything that happens to Dallon in the story isn't directly sourced from my experiences. It's just a story, but sometimes I might write something that I relate to.

I'm sorry for the humongous author's note, but I really needed to let this out. I don't need sympathy, but I just wanted to vent. Thanks for reading!