I wrote songs from tragedies

Old fashioned

"Where's the next stop" I ask the attendant. "In about a mile so about thirty minutes. Just about an hour from london". I huff and hand her the phone. Brendon gets the details and passes them on to the driver. She hands me back the phone smiling.
"Your coming back to me little flake?". I smile "I'm never going to leave your side. If. That's if you want me?". He laughs "Are you trying to be funny right now?". I laugh. "Watch yourself urie I worked all week on my stand up".  He laughs hard at that. "Yes I want you. Idiot.". My laughter quickly turns back into tears. "Hey don't cry sky. I love you of course I want you by my side".

"Eww so gooey where'd urie go?". He starts laughing. "Little flake get your ass here now". "Oh there he is in prefer gooey you. Urie is so mean." I say jokingly. "He's waiting for some annoying five foot six inches. Pain in the ass, sassy lady who abandoned him in a meadow in the middle of the night".  "Wow just wow. Mean urie mean your so freaking rude".

"Not rude or mean just speaking the truth". He says matter of factly. "Sorry" I say in whisper, tears begin falling again. "Don't cry little flake. I was only kidding. I'm waiting for someone I love to come back to me. Cause I can't be without her". I smile.

"Fifteen minutes to the next stop" the attendant calls out. "Can it be any sooner please". I laugh. "15 minutes is quick enough". He hums ignoring me on purpose. "I wish you would have never left. Less time spent apart". He says sadly. "If you say sorry and are crying I'm going to scream". Which makes me laugh. "Good. I don't want to ever hear or see you cry ever again. If I can help it". "Brendon. I am so sorry I left and didn't even think about what you felt. I just thought about myself and my own feelings". He hums into the phone I can hear him trying not to cry.

"The next stop is approaching".

"Finally your here now hurry up get your ass off that train and come here". He says and hangs up waving from the platform. I roll my eyes and grab my stuff. I run off the train to him and stop dead before him. He wraps his arms around me and then we get rushed back to the bus. Followed by hoards of screaming fans and a few paparazzi. I run into the bus leaving him to deal with the fans. He signs a bunch of autographs and takes some pictures then says goodbye. I throw my stuff into the lockers at the back. Then dive into the bunk. "Get your ass down from there now we need to talk". Shit. I think to myself as I dive off the bunk and yanked into the private studio at the back of the bus.
"Sit down please". He says not looking at me. He's pacing this isn't good. He sits beside me taking my hand. "You left. You just left me in the middle of a field in the dead of night. And ran off on your own into the dark. I was so worried that you'd get lost that you could have fallen and hurt yourself. And then our tour manager found out there was a train station near by, I knew that's where you had gone. You had run away from me. What's worse is you didn't even share with me how you felt about me or any of the things on your mind. You just assumed the worse about everything. Honestly looking at you I'm whole again, it's very confusing considering what happened". He takes a deep breathe. "And I can't decide if to scream at you or kiss you". He laughs a tear falling from his eye. I reach out with my hand cupping his face and wipe away the tear with my thumb and kiss the trail the tear made down his face. Then pull back and re-intertwine our hands. He looks down at them, lifts them to his lips and kisses them gently. It's like I'm fighting an internal battle, I want to kiss him and hold him so bad but there's another me inside who's pushing him away knowing or assuming this cannot work and letting what ifs rule her. He growls and screams like a crazy person and pulls both himself to our feet. "To hell with it". He wraps around the back of my neck and looks into my eyes. I nod. He puts his forehead against mine looking deeply into my eyes all the way to my soul.

His lips inches away from mine all over again. I look away for a second he turns my head back with his hand gently. And wipes away the tear I didn't even know had fallen. He places his lips gently against mine. Fireworks dance between our lips, I can feel my heart race against my ribs. He smiles against my mouth and moves his face to rest against my chest for a moment. His eyes change hearing my heart race. He again places his lips against mine and moves them slowly teasing his warm breathe dances over my tongue. Mint and bourbon. It's intoxicating, his tongue slides against mine and before I know it the kiss has deepened and my hands are pinned above my head. As he takes control his lips hard and demanding against my lips. I can't get enough I press myself against him our bodies becoming one he releases my hands and lifts me around his waist and places me on the couch him against me he lips begging me for more of my own. I wrap one arm around his neck pulling him closer and throw my legs around his torso pulling him closer. He growls against my lips, i laugh as he crushes my mouth with his for what seems like a lifetime. I'm breathless when he finally breaks for air we lay there foreheads resting against one another's. Our breaths laboured, hearts hammering away in our chests.

A/N next chapter will be posted later today and one chapter per day following that.