bad girls don't cry {brendon urie x reader}

{fight club}

a few days after i released my album, i announced that i would be going on tour with a special guest. that 'special guest' was Panic! at the Disco. the boys were supposed to release their album but brendon and ryan insisted on perfecting it.

  the fans were angry that they lied about their album being released. my fans were also furious because i pushed back the date i was supposed to announce who the special guest was. because of all this, there was a lot of tension in the household which led to plenty of arguments like one ryan, brendon and i were having at that moment...

  "you guys have had this album sorted out for months and now you want to make "perfections" to it? you have had three fucking months." i yelled.

  "it's not our fault that we wanted to change it up a bit." ryan retorted.

  "what? you don't even make sense. all of your fans are furious because of you trying to perfect something. THEY WON'T CARE. ALL THEY WANT IS MUSIC AND YOU GUYS AREN'T GIVING THEM SHIT!" i screamed and threw my hands in the air.

"that is what we are trying to do, y/n! we're trying to make the album good!" brendon yelled.

  i rolled my eyes, "fix this before it gets worse." i huffed and stormed out of the house.

  i hopped on my motorcycle and sped off to pete and patrick's house. they understood the pressure and i always went to them to rant.

  after a thirty minute drive, i pulled up to the boys' house. i got off my bike and walked up to the door. right as i was about to knock, pete opened the door and pulled me inside.

  "how did you know it was me and not some creepy stalker?" i giggled.

  "y/n, i know the sound of your bike so it's kind of obvious when you get here." he replied and enveloped me in a hug.

  "so, you seem upset, kiddo. what's up?" pete asked as he pulled away and lead me to the couch.

  "i'm just stressed. i am overly annoyed with ryan and brendon at the moment. their album was supposed to be released yesterday and it still isn't out. their fans are pissed and the boys don't seem to care. my fans are also angry because i haven't announced the other band i'm touring with yet. i was waiting for the boys to release their album and then i would announce that their touring with me but the boys yelled at me for even thinking that. we have all been constantly fighting and the house is so tense. half of the time, were all in our rooms. the only people i've actually talked to and not yelled at were jon and spencer. even they're mad that brendon and ryan are being stubborn. i just hope that they put that damn album out today because i'm tired of dealing with their bullshit." i confided.

  pete nodded to take everything in, "well that seems stressful hun. those two need to get their shit together. they're being petty and need to grow the fuck up." he paused, "how are you and brendon doing with all of this?"

  "honestly i don't even know. i haven't even had a normal conversation with him, without it leading into an argument. i just hope that once the boys put out the album everything will go back to normal." i sighed and rubbed my head, trying to relieve stress.

  "yeah, especially since you have to tour with those goons." pete laughed.

  i chuckled, "yeah. i can't wait for tour. i have so many things planned for my part of the show. i just hope the fans love it too."

  "they will. you know how to make anything amazing!" pete beamed.

  pete and i continued to talk for awhile until we got tired. i looked at my phone and saw the time read 11:35. man i talked a lot.

  "hey pete can i stay here tonight. i don't wanna drive home this late." i asked.

  "of course, hun. you can sleep in patrick's room if you want. he is with his family for a few days before we have to tour again."

  i nodded and followed pete to patrick's room. pete ran to his room to grab pajamas for me to sleep in. i threw them on and said goodnight to pete. i hopped on the bed and crawled under the covers. i turned on my side and drifted off to sleep.

~time skip~

  i woke up the next morning to the smell of pancakes flowing through the house. i crawled out of bed and walked downstairs, yawning as i did so. strolling into the kitchen, i saw pete cooking and cursing as he burned himself.

  i giggled, causing him to look up at me, "oh, good morning, y/n. sorry if i woke you. cooking is really fucking difficult."

  i chuckled , "here let me help." i grabbed the spatula and effortlessly flipped the pancakes. i slid one onto each plate and handed one to pete. i sat down at the table as he handed me a cup of coffee.

we sat and talked until the door slammed open. pete seemed unbothered and i gave him a questioning glance. i heard a bag being thrown down and footsteps walking into the kitchen.

as i was about to attack this person, i met the bright smile of patrick.

"PATTYCAKES!" i yelled and jumped in his arms.

"hey, kiddo! it's been awhile. i've missed you!" we pulled away and he joined pete and i at the table after grabbing pancakes for himself.

"so, pat, how was the trip?" pete asked with a mouthful of pancakes.

"it was good. i got to enjoy family time before we have to tour again." he sighed m, "but miss y/n over here is the one who should be gearing up for tour anytime soon." he looked at me and smiled.

"yeah hopefully. if dumb and dumber get their shit together then tour will go great." i said sarcastically.

"uh oh. trouble in paradise, hun?" patrick questioned.

he nodded along while i explained the situation, "sounds like things are pretty rocky with you and the panic boys," i sighed at his statement, "i wouldn't be too hard on yourself though. everyone is under a lot of stress so you guys are not in the right headspace. let the boys release the album and hopefully things will go back to normal." patrick comforted while placing his hand on my shoulder.

  "thank you, pattycakes."

  "anytime, cupcake." we laughed.

  the boys and i continued to talk, when we heard a knock on the door. i looked at the boys and pete stood up to open the door. he was met with a sad looking ryan and pulled the grim looking boy inside.

  "what happened, ryan. you look like you just saw your dog get run over or something" i stifled a laugh while glaring at ryan.

  "i was just checking to see if y/n came here. i saw her bike outside and i just wanted to let her know that we put the album out so she doesn't have to be mad at me anymore." he said and walked back out the door.

  i felt bad for him thinking i was mad at him. i wasn't necessarily mad at him, i was just annoyed.

  i said my goodbyes to pete and patrick and hopped on my bike to drive home.

  i really needed to talk to the boys.

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that's it for this chapter! i hope you guys enjoyed it. pls vote and comment what you like or dislike about the story. i love hearing feedback. ttfn!