Crowded ~ b.u

One

Rayna's POV~

I awoke to my phone ringing. The Fall Out Boy song pierced my ears as I grumbled and rummaged around my room. "Urrghh, where is it coming from..." I stumbled across my phone and checked the caller ID. I took a moment to register the name on the screen- Priya Larson, my best friend. I pressed the accept button and put the phone to my ear. "What do you want? It's early and I need my beauty sleep, Pree." I sighed as I facepalmed and slid my hand down my face. "Seriously, Rayna? It's 1 in the afternoon. And I called because I needed to tell you that you're staying at my house tonight and a few nights after..." She seemed like she had something to tell me, which was weird, because usually she would blurt it out as soon as I answered the phone. "Oh, okay. Can I ask why?" I raised my eyebrow as I sat up and started stretching to wake up properly. "Uh, just because I wanted to see you!" She said suspiciously. I chuckled, "Priya, I know you. That's not why." She squealed extremely loud, which made me instantly get a headache. "Well, you know how Panic! at the Disco are coming to Los Angeles, and you didn't think you could make it because money is tight? Well.... I managed to score two tickets to their show!!!" She screamed. My mouth instantly fell to the floor and I jumped up. "W-what? You're not joking right? Please tell me this isn't one of your pranks." I said as my heart pace quickened. She squeaked again. "I SWEAR I'M NOT JOKING! COME OVER AS SOON AS YOU CAN!!" She said in a high pitch tone and hung up. I slowly lowered my phone and looked at the screen. I turned my shocked expression in to a happy one and started crying tears of happiness.

Panic! at the Disco had always been one of my favourite bands, including Fall Out Boy and Twenty One Pilots. I couldn't even begin to explain how much Brendon Urie, Spencer Smith and Dallon Weekes meant to me. I love their music, the way they act, their style, GOD, just everything about them. They genuinely saved my life so many times. I suffer from anxiety, depression and PTSD. I'm an only child, and my parents passed away when I was 10 while they were on holiday with my aunt when a freak boating accident occurred. I was staying with my grandparents at the time and they had never really treated me right. The way they looked at me and said certain things always brought me down, even from a young age. So imagine my reaction when I found out I had to live with them until I turned 16. For 6 whole years, the weird looks and rude comments slowly turned in to yelling and hitting. At 14, they sent me to the doctor because they thought I was unwell. Turns out, my 'sickness' was the anxiety and depression they caused me to have. My therapist eventually also diagnosed me with post-traumatic stress disorder from the attitude of my grandparents. I turned to music and youtube as an escape from reality, and that is how I stumbled upon the bands I love today. It's also how I became friends with Priya. She went to a school in Stockton, and I lived in Thousand Oaks. We met online, through fan pages and instagram. When we both turned 16, we moved to Los Angeles together, and eventually she had to move out due to the amount of travelling she had to do to get to work and school, but she still lived close enough.

I pushed all of my thoughts away and focussed on packing and getting ready for Priya's house. I hopped in to the shower and washed my hair and body. When I got out, I decided to use a nicer perfume that what I'd usually use, just because it was a special occasion after all. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I get to see my favourite man, Brendon Urie, live in two days time. While humming along to Far Too Young To Die, I changed in to black sweat shorts and a white t shirt. The weather was nice for September. I threw my favourite outfits, pyjamas, lots of changes of clothes, and other necessary supplies for sleepovers and threw my bags on my back. I grabbed my wallet, keys, and phone and texted Priya, letting her know I was leaving but I was going to get snacks on the way.

Rayna: On my way! I'm stopping by Starbucks and Walmart. Want anything in particular?

Priya: PLEASE GET ME REESES AND AN ICED COFFEE WITH A CARAMEL PUMP THX ILY xox

I got in my beautiful new car that I bought with some of the money my parents left me after they passed away. It was definitely my dream car- a Range Rover Velar. I pulled out of the driveway and made my way towards Starbucks. The traffic wasn't too bad, although I was missing the peak hour traffic as it was 2:30pm, and school and work don't usually finish until a little bit later. I arrived at Starbucks and ordered our drinks. As I stepped outside and headed back towards my car, I saw a crowd of people shouting things like "OVER HERE" and "HEY LOOK HERE". It looked like they had cameras? I brushed it off and got in my car, drowning out the sound of the crowd and plugged my phone in to the aux cord. I headed towards the Walmart near Priya's house and got our usual supply of Reeses, gummy worms, crisps, chocolate, and many, many cans of coke. We had an addiction, I swear. I purchased our snacks, and set off on the road again.

I jumped out of my car and grabbed all of my bags, the drinks, and locked my car. I proceeded to knock on Priya's door, and almost instantly she flung it wide open and enveloped me in a giant hug. We squealed in each other's ears and started immediately fangirling. "I can't believe we get to see Brendon, Dallon and Spencer!!! AHHHH" I screamed after we sat down on her bed. God, this bed was so goddamn comfy. She gasped and covered her mouth. "RAY!! I forgot to tell you! We got seats really close to the front! Practically front row if you ask me!" She said whilst flipping her long, blonde hair behind her shoulders. I stared at her for a moment, processing what she said. "You. Are. A. Godsend. I LOVE YOU PRIYA LARSON!!!" I hugged her again and we simultaneously jumped up and down. "I LOVE YOU TOO RAYNA KINGSTON!!" She yelled right back. Oh my god, this day could honestly not get any better than it is right now. After putting my bags down in the corner, we got settled on the bed and pulled out a portion of our snack supply and started watching some concert videos, music videos, and literally every compilation of P!ATD's funniest moments on youtube. I actually LOVE Brendon. He was definitely my favourite in the band, but I'd never admit that out loud. He was everything I aspired to be- successful, kind, happy, funny, and overall an amazing person. I would do anything to meet him and tell him how he was literally one of the few reasons that I am still going on today, one of the few reasons that I am where I am, and one of the few reasons why I stay alive. Priya knows about my past and my problems, and she's definitely my anchor. She's the one who reminds me that there's hope and love and laughs around ever corner. I am so grateful to have her in my life. This week is going to be an amazing rollercoaster, and I cannot wait.

A/N: WOW my first chapter! I haven't yet decided on a cover photo for it, I apologise. Hopefully y'all are liking it so far and I hope to update a lot over the next few days or weeks. Love you lots,

Amber. xox