Singers and Jocks (Brallon)

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Dallon's POV

It's the day of the tour. Me, my bandmate Ryan, Fall Out Boy, Twenty One Pilots and Panic! At the Disco were all getting ready to get on our buses. I decided to stay on my own bus for the journey as I didn't want to leave Ryan by himself, but he came up with the idea that we would invite the guys over every night, or we would go to their bus.

Time Skip

"Come on guys, were fucking going to go everywhere!" Brendon squealed loudly. Ryan turned to me.

"Is he always like that?" Ryan asked me, chuckling slightly.

"He sure is. That's what I have to put up with."

"I feel sorry for the other guys in that band. Does he have ADHD or something?"

I nodded. "He does actually. It can be really bad sometimes, usually only when he's excited."

He nodded along. Soon after, he headed off to the tour bus, so I headed over to Brendon, Kenny and Dan who were all sitting at a table with a piece of paper between them.

"Hey Dal. We're just talking about what band will play when. Wanna join?" Dan told me. I nodded and sat down across from Brendon, next to Kenny. "So, first it's gonna Fall Out Boy, they'll play a couple of songs, then Twenty One Pilots, they'll do the same, then us, then your band with Ryan will take the show away, and then we'll all come on and sing a bunch of songs and jump about and run into the crowd and then the meet and greet and stuff. Sound good?"

I nodded and stood up. "Sounds good. We're leaving in 5 minutes, just so you know." They all nodded and kept on talking.

I walked out of the bus and went to go see Tyler and Josh. I knocked on the door and Josh opened it, with Tyler whining in the backgrounds about how he's bored.

"Hey, Dallon. Wanna come in?" He asked. I nodded and he smiled, closing the door behind us. I looked over and saw Tyler hanging upside down from the top bunk, trying his best to reach the floor. I giggled and he looked over.

"Oh, hi Dallon! Don't mind me, I'm just bored and Josh won't have fun with me." I stared at him for a couple of seconds before laughing at the innuendo he had just created. Suddenly he gasped loudly, startling me. "Oh my god! That sounded so bad! Josh doesn't have fun with me, not in that way! Ohh no! I'm a freaking idiot."

"Josh!" I called out and Josh came into the room.

"Yeah?"

"T-Tyler said that you w-won't have fun with him. Can you elaborate?" I said, still laughing.

"No way." Josh muttered. "Well, Tyler's probably into all of that. Kinky fuck."

"I am not!" Tyler squealed, pointing at Josh. "No!"

"Yes you are!" Josh squealed back. "Yes!"

"I'll let you continue...ta ta." I said awkwardly.

"Alright, bye, Dal."

"Bye!" I heard Tyler yell before closing the door. After I closed it all I heard was Tyler saying 'Josh I swear to the Llama Jesus I will throw you about in 400 directions and then clothesline you with my freaking ankle.' Which made me chuckle. They sounded like a married couple.

I decided to go and see Patrick, Pete, Joe, and Andy. Their bus was a little further away from the other buses, so it took a little bit longer to get there.

I knocked on the door. No answer. I knocked again. Still no answer. With me being me, I decided to walk in and what I saw was quite extraordinary.

Pete and Patrick were making out. Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump were kissing eachother, with Pete on top. I fucking knew it.

"Oh my god you guys!" I screeched, making them both jump. "I knew you were both fucking!"

They both sat there wide - eyed, Pete still on top of Patrick.

"Wait, where's Andy and Joe?" I asked. Patrick pointed over to the bunks which had a curtain as a door. "Okay thank ya! We leave in 2 minutes by the way." I informed and they nodded.

I walked through past the curtain, expecting to see Andy and Joe going at it like Patrick and Pete, but I wad surprised when all I saw was Joe and Andy laughing together.

"Hey, Dallon." Joe greeted with a wave. Andy smiled and waved.

"Hey guys. It seems that Patrick and Pete are fucking so I'll go back to my bus. Just wanted to come over to say hi and tell you that we leave in..." I checked my phone. "A minute. Fuck I need to get back."

"Alright, bye!" They said in unison, making me chuckle.

I ran back to the bus just in time as the other buses were starting up.

"Welcome back, Dal. How was your get together with your friends?" Ryan asked.

"Well, my good friend," I started, "I walked in on two of my friends making out, about to fuck, uh, another friend said that the other doesn't have fun with him, and the others are just figuring out the set and stuff."

"Sounds wonderful. I'm gonna go take a nap because I'm tired and I can because it's a free country, fight me bitch." He told me, making me laugh.

"You go do that."

I knew for a fact, that nothing, not even Ryan, the other Ryan not my bandmate, could ruin this tour for us.