Back Again//// Ryden **Completed**

Go Slow

Brendon's POV. 

"Sarah, I swear to god shut up. No, I will not- I am going to sign! Fine, I don't care!" I scream at the phone. Ryan is curled up on the couch next to me. He's been writing. Sometimes he'd look up when I shouted. "No, I swear, I didn't- No I don't care about that! No, if you want- You what?" I stand up and start pacing back and forth. In the corner of my eye I see Ryan's eyes follow me. "For real? You tell me now? Hell yeah, I'm signing those papers. You know what, I have better things- no! Shut up." I end the call. I throw the phone to the couch. Ryan stares at it then he stares at me. 
"What happened?" He puts the notebook down. 

"She was in an affair for 2 months." I say. Moving the phone to the table and sitting down. 

"I'm sorry." He says. Scooting close to me. "That must feel horrible." 

"Well, at least now, I can be happy." I answer. Leaning into kiss. I feel him smile against my lips. I feel him wrap his arms around my neck. I slowly wrap mine around his waist. I feel him flinch a little and I pull away.
"Are you okay?" 
"I- Well, it just- you know... Him. I can't shake it." He stutters. 
"I'm sorry, I said we'd go slow..." 

"No, it was me too. It just- I know you would never hurt me like he did b-but that memory... I'm not sure if it'll go away any time soon." 

"It's fine." I smile. "Slow, remember?" He nods. 

"Thanks for understanding." 

We spend the rest of the afternoon at home. 

"So, I could write songs if you want. You don't need to give me credit or anything. I noticed that the songs started leaning towards like... Modern music. I don't know, I can't describe it." He says. 
"I can't just take your songs, besides, everyone is waiting for that solo album." I smile. "I am too, so get to work Ross." 

"God, you sound like some old boss that thinks he better than everyone." He shakes his head and laughs. 

"I'll grab a guitar for you an we can jam." I smile walking down the stairs. 

"Here." I hand him a guitar. He quickly tunes it. "Okay, what shall we sing tonight, sir?" I say in a low voice. 
He smiles. "How about.... Lying?" 
"See? The names are long for you too! No body got time to say the full name." I chuckle. 

After playing the acoustic version of Lying, we decide to watch a movie. 

"That reminded me of the many, many practices." Ryan smiles, putting the guitar down. 
"Yeah, it does."

"You know, I really wish I went to a concert. Seeing you play those songs you wrote. Too bad I was.... Occupied." He says. 

"Well, you could always go next time. I may or may not be able to get you an extra special backstage V.I.P pass." 
"Really? I couldn't... I left it's not like-" 

"I'm Brendon Urie from Panic! at the Disco, I can do whatever I want. So therefore, you, are getting an extra special backstage V.I.P pass." I smile.