Crowded ~ b.u

Twenty-Four

Brendon's POV

It was around 1 in the morning when I noticed Rayna's eyes were droopy. "Rayna, you look extremely tired. Come to bed." I motioned for her to go to the bedroom. She didn't even bother to argue against it and she dragged herself to my room. "I'm so tired I don't know if I can be asked putting pyjamas on." She groaned, picking her bag up. "Come on, I'll help you." I said as she sat on the bed. She tugged her jeans off while I rummaged through her bag, and I passed her some comfy-looking shorts. She put them on and then I handed her a baggy t-shirt. Once she was dressed, I pulled the covers back for her and she snuggled in to the bed. "Thank you, B." She mumbled, sleep washing over her. I smiled and kissed her forehead.

I went back downstairs to get my laptop so I could work on replying to these emails and messages. I carried all my stuff back upstairs and then got in to the bed beside Rayna. I dimmed the lights on my side so she could sleep peacefully, but also so I could see what I was doing. I grabbed my glasses and put them on. The first thing I'd have to do is read the messages from Dallon and Spencer.

Dallon: We told management.

Spencer: They said you'd have a while to decide what to do about it.

Spencer: I really am sorry.

Dallon: I am sorry too.

Brendon: I understand. I'm sorry for lashing out. Thank you for all the memories and good times, boys.

Dallon left the group chat

Spencer left the group chat

I sighed and scratched the back of my neck. I lost two of my closest and best friends because of this band. But at the same time, I have met so many amazing, cool, and interesting people, and done some fucking amazing things because of this band. I've experienced so much, and there's no way I'd leave that all behind. I clicked on my emails and read through a few that Rayna had already opened. I sighed again and closed the lid of my laptop. I'll sort it all out in the morning, I'm still tired. I turned the light off fully and rolled over to wrap an arm around Rayna. God bless this girl.

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I woke up around 7am, my arms still around Rayna as she slept peacefully. I smiled and kissed her cheek, then got up to get changed and make breakfast for her when she wakes up. I got changed in to a green hoodie with some black jeans. I went downstairs with my laptop, and started making some eggs and bacon. While I waited for the food to cook, I started working on responding to emails. I started with the one to the record label.

Brendon Urie: You may have heard that Dallon and Spencer have left Panic! at the Disco. I would like to continue the band on and I'd like to stay with this record label. I can record songs and play the instruments by myself in the studio, but if I were to go touring again, I'll hire some people. Let me know if that is a problem. -Brendon.

After sending the first email, I got a whole lot of confidence and moved on to the one from our- my- management team.

Brendon Urie: I would like to keep the band in tact. I've contacted the record label and told them the same- and that I will play my own instruments in the studio but hire people to play on tour. -Brendon

I answered a couple more emails and messages I had gotten, and by the time I was done, the breakfast was ready. I dished it all up and put the plates at the counter. Just as I was about to sit down, Rayna came wandering in the room. "Morning, sleepyhead." I chuckled and pulled the stool next to me out for her. "Hey. What's up?" She asked, rubbing her eye and sitting down beside me. "I told my team that I'm continuing as just a one man band until the next album tour comes around." I said, cutting up my bacon. "Really? That's a good idea. I'm proud of you." She said, smiling brightly at me. I smiled back and continued eating.

"Hey, can I go shower? My hair is all gross." Rayna said after rinsing her plate in the sink. "Of course. Use the shower in my room and there are clean towels in the closet in the hallway upstairs." I explained as she bounced off to the bedroom. I know we've only been dating for a short amount of time, but our connection and relationship feels so natural, almost like we've known each other for years. I wouldn't trade her for the world, and I hope she knows that.

I scrawled a note out, explaining I would be in my mini studio outside, and stuck it on the counter for Rayna. I closed the door behind me and sat at the drum kit, testing out new beats and patterns. Eventually, I moved on to bass, guitar, and then I jotted down a few lyrics. I feel like the new album I create by myself will be revolutionary.

A/N: Wow this chapter was so short. Also realised Rayna's name is like Ryan's name LMAO I didn't do that on purpose. Lots of love,

Amber xox.