Rock 'N Roll Ruined Everything

The Ballad of Mona Lisa

A/N: This is it, guys! The chapter we've all been waiting for! Brendon and Sarah are finally about to meet. Continue reading to find out what happens!

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                          We arrive to the venue where Panic! is meant to be playing, the line of fans seems to stretch on forever, and there's an electricity to the air that I can feel pulsating, driving everyone's excitement for the evening. I feel like my excitement is ten fold though, knowing that I'm one of the lucky few with a VIP pass. Amy and I make our way to the VIP line, as we had been directed by one of the event staff. Our line is much shorter than everyone else', considerably so.

"Can you believe we're actually here?" Amy squeals, jumping up and down in excitement.

"No," I respond, truthfully. Because I couldn't believe it. 

Before we know it, the line starts moving and people are being ushered inside. We get past security and are directed to our seats. Our seats are closest to the stage, front row, and I can see everything perfectly. From how the drums are set up, to the speakers and even Brendon peeking out from behind a corner, watching all the people filing in.

Brendon.

I can see him.

I quickly nudge Amy, "Please tell me you see what I see." I say, pointing to the beautiful brunette man. Amy looks over to where I'm pointing and let's out a scream, "BRENDON! WE LOVE YOU!" I quickly jab her in the rib.

"Amy!" I hiss. "Shutup! He probably doesn't want to be seen yet."

Amy let's out a giggle, and I just shake my head. I glance up when I feel eyes burning into the back of my head, and in an instant, Brendon and I make eye contact. I attempt to smile, but before I can, he winks at me and I feel like I'm going to melt then and there.  Amy catches onto what's happening and looks between the two of us rapidly. Brendon gives a quick wave before disappearing from our sight. I turn to my friend in awe and ask, "Did that just happen?"

"Yes." She confirms. "It did." And as if on some magical cue, the lights in the house go down, and the room seems to come alive. A voice over the loud speaker floats through, singing in perfect pitch and time with the music that's being played. We look to the stage, Brendon and the band had come on.

"Hey, everybody. Hope you're having a good night!" Brendon says. The audience screams in response. "Great!" Brendon replies with a laugh. "We're Panic! At The Disco and we're going to have a great fucking time tonight!" Again, he's greeted with screams and yells in response. Brendon looks to the guys and a melody beings to float through the speakers. The fans scream in realization at the song, and Brendon opens his mouth to sing;

"Oh,

Well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor

And I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear

an exchanging of words"

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Several hours later and both Amy and I are dripping in sweat from all the dancing we'd been doing, our voices are hoarse from all the screaming and singing, and I had completely forgotten that we still had the meet n' greet to go after the concert ended. The band had just walked off stage and people were beginning to make their way out of the venue, eager to get to their cars and beat the traffic. Amy and I follow, but are pulled to the side and confronted by a rather large bearded man, covered in tattoo's and a black shirt that says "Crew".