Things Have Changed For Me (Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco Fanfic)

'Girls/Girls/Boys'

Sorry it's been awhile since I've updated any of my stories, but my internet's messed up and school's starting this Friday. I might not be updating a lot lately, so sorry about that.

Dallon turns around to face me and asks, "And why are you in a robe and in your underwear?"

I glance at Brendon and then at him.

"Trying to get the plan to work," I nervously say.

"You're lying. You and Br-," Dallon says.

"We were about to have hot and steamy sex when the DJay walked in on us," Brendon says smirking.

"Oh my God, so you're just going to announce that to everyone," I ask looking at him.

"Payback's a bitch," Brendon says smiling and holding his hands out for his clothes.

"Nope, I said you have to catch me to get them," I say smiling

I turn around and run for the door that leads outside. I turn around to see if his chasing me, and he runs into me. We fall down on the floor. Brendon's on top of me smiling.

"You're an idiot," I say laughing.

"Yeah but I'm your idiot... soon to be drunk idiot," he says helping me up.

Someone brings him a robe, and he slips it on. Zack goes somewhere and walks back in with a case of beer. They crack the beers open and one by one Brendon drinks them until he's swaying.

"Okay, you really have to do this now," I say leading him to the marker.

"What was I going to do again," Brendon slurs laughing a little bit.

"You were going t-," a man says getting cut off by Brendon.

"I remember," he slurs.

Brendon takes the robe off and the director says, "Action!"

The music starts up, and Brendon begins to sing along to song. He does that for about ten seconds then he starts laughing. Take after take, Brendon keeps breaking. Everyone's  getting aggravated. I finally decide to say something to him. I walk over to him, and he leans down so that I can whisper in his ear.

"The quicker you get done with this... the sooner we'll get to have some fun," I say running my finger down his chest.

"But you're pregnant," he whispers in my ear.

"There's other ways of having fun," I whisper smiling.

He smirks, and I walk away. He finally makes it through the whole video without breaking. Dallon and Kenneth make fun at me because I was smiling and staring at somewhere on Brendon.

"Yay, I'm done," Brendon slurs wiggling his eyebrows at me.

"Remember we have to do the unrated version," DJay says.

"Oh right," Brendon slurs.

"I would like you to meet Elena and Susan... they'll be in the video with you today," the director says as two women with brown hair comes walking out in black lace underwear.

They wave at Brendon, and I suddenly get jelous. I stop smiling, and I cross my arms.

"One second," Brendon slurs staggering towards me.

He doesn't even bother to put on a robe or underwear. He takes my hand and leads me off to the side.

"Are you okay with this," he whispers.

"Yeah, why," I ask.

"Because if you weren't... you could take one of their places," Brendon says smiling.

"I'm not being in a video where millions of people can see me in my underwear Brendon. Plus, I don't feel like it," I say.

He slurs, "Okay, and after this we'll go to the doctor."

"I can wait until you're sober," I say.

"We'll go right after this," he says skipping back over to the marker.

I laugh and walk back to the chair. This time he doesn't break until it gets to the last verse. Where he stes to the side and lets the two girls kiss, and he steps in between them. That's where they have their hands all over him. I bite my lip trying not to be jealous after all he isn't the one that's touching them. He's just standing there in between them.It takes about eight takes until he can get that part right. He puts his boxers on. The director tells Zack something. Brendon walks over to me as he hops into his pants. I quickly put my shorts and shirt on, and Brendon puts his shirt on inside out.

"That's not how your pants or shirt go on," I say laughing.

"What's wrong with how I'm dressed," he slurs looking down at his clothes.

"First of all, the zipper is supposed to be in the front, and secondly the shirt's inside out," I say slipping his shirt off.

He smirks and puts his arms up. I have to stand on my tip toes to get it over his head. I turn it the right way, and he puts it back on.

"You're such a big freaking baby. Now, take you're pants off," I say smiling.

"You take them off," he says smirking.

"Oh my God," I mumble as I bend down to take them off.

I slide them down, and he steps out of them. Seconds later, he's putting them back on. We walk back to the tour bus.