Not Everything Goes According to Plan (Brallon/Ryden)

Chapter 6: Thanks Bro

My eyelids slowly opened as I turned to lay on my side and look at my alarm clock, except it wasn't there. I rubbed my eyes to try and get a better view at the time on my non existent alarm, but nothing showed. Just an empty space on a side table that looked nothing like the one I owned.

Still confused of my current situation, I stood my groggy self up and stretched my self while letting out an incredibly large yawn.

That's weird...Where? Where are my pants?

Shit.

All the memories from the night before came rushing into my mind as I spotted a sleeping Brendon under the covers. This wasn't my house, it was his. I thought it was just a dream but no,

I really slept with Brendon Urie.

Goddamn I didn't know whether to be concerned or extatic. I remember last night being one of the best nights of my life, with Brendon knowing what to do with me and knowing how to please me. God, he was completely right; I couldn't resist him. His controlling smile, his way with words that hypnotize you into whatever he wants, and his deep brown beautiful eyes that one could just get lost in. He made me feel worth it, he was the sunshine in the storm of my life.

Let's not get too ahead of yourself Dallon, you just had sex with him you're not going to get married.

Well not today.

But there was a downside to all this, I promised myself that work and relationships should never be mixed. After what happened last time with Kenny, I could never go through that again.

And besides, how will Spencer react if he found out? How would the fans react? I mean the whole 'ryden' thing was working for a while, I guess, but it's what caused the band to split.

I don't want that to be us.

All these thoughts had me pacing up and down the room.

I always made a big deal of things, I took everything too seriously and overthought too much. It only causes me to stress out and break down.

I clenched my hands popping my veins out and gritted my teeth. My hands roughly ran through my hair slid down to my face.

"Why does everything have to be so difficult for me!? What the hell did I do wrong!?" I sternly spit out.

"Wow, you're so fucking hot when you're angry." Brendon gazed up and shook his head. He totally remembered what happened the night before, even if he was hammered, I could see it replaying in his eyes.

"Sorry it's...its nothing." I sighed of anger.

"We then! If it's nothing, let's go have breakfast! Are pancakes good for you?"

I grinned and blinked slowly, "Of course."

Breakfast was nice, Brendon made me some blueberry pancakes which were absolutely delicious! Then we talked about our next tour, and what changed we would make to the set list and so on. It was a nice morning, it was as if nothing happened the night before and we just let it go. I was happy this way, but I still wondered whether this would become a relationship or just fade away.

Then things cleared up,

"So Dallon you had fun last night right?" Brendon said stuffing his face with pancakes still looking down at his food.

I was choked up on words, I didn't know what to say. Eventually I just have out a nervous laugh which frustrated Brendon.

"Alright, I get it. I... I guess I'll just see you next week." He said.

I felt horrible, I mean I liked him. Maybe even loved him but, I just wasn't ready for this. We just had sex, he didn't even take me on a damn date.

Do I stay or do I go?

I couldn't get fixed on this too long because it was all happening now, I needed to do something I need to choose.

Just then he looked up from his plate, staring at me through his big black glasses with a discouraged face.

I turned to him and gave him my answer. My lips set on his and his hands wrapped around my neck. This is what I wanted, he was mine now.