i pulled into our garage and turned off the bike. i walked inside and saw the boys laughing and playing video games. i trudged upstairs to change into sweats and one of brendon's t-shirt's. i threw my hair up in a bun and walked back downstairs.
the boys finally noticed my presence but didn't say a word. they all looked too scared to talk to me.
"are you guys scared to talk to me or do i have something on my face?" i snapped.
"um, we just uh, wanted to tell you that we put the album out so uh, now you can tell your fans we're going on tour with you." brendon smiled.
"yeah i know. ryan already told me. i'm glad you finally you put that damn thing out."
"so...your not mad at us anymore?" ryan asked.
"no. i'm not mad anymore. i'm just exhausted of dealing with two teenagers sometimes." i said and the boys chuckled.
"yeah, yeah, whatever. wanna come play some video games with us?" ryan asked.
before i could say anything, brendon replied for me, "uh, i'm gonna talk to y/n for a sec. we'll be down in a few."
brendon grabbed my hand as i hollered to the boys, "be prepared to get your ass beat by a girl!"
brendon lead me to my room and flopped down on my bed. i sat down next to him and he grabbed my hand again.
"i'm sorry"
"sorry for what, bren?" i questioned.
"i'm sorry for being stubborn. i know you were just trying to please the fans but i wanted to make sure that the album was perfect. sorry ryan and i's stubbornness drove you to pete's house." he chuckled.
"it's okay. i know you were stressed and i'm sorry for screaming at you. by the way, pete's house wasn't even that bad. i ate pancakes with pattycakes." i informed.
brendon pulled me on top of him and wrapped his arms around me, "i love you, baby." he whispered.
"i love you too, bean boy."
he gently lifted my chin up, and pressed his lips to mine. we both melted into the kiss and just laid in each others arms for awhile.
i jumped at the sound of my phone ringing and rolled out of brendon's hold to answer it.
"hello?"
"hi! y/n, you and the panic boys need to be at the big office working out things for tour" the voice of my manager rang out.
"uh, yeah, sure. we'll be there. what time do you need us there?"
"precisely twelve noon! no later! you know how these people are."
"okay. see you in an hour." i hung up the phone and turned to brendon.
"get up, butthead. we gotta go to the big office today and talk about tour and shit." he groaned and got up.
"fine. i'll be ready in ten." i chuckled to myself as he stomped out of the room like a toddler.
i went to the bathroom and quickly take a shower. i blow dry my hair and look throughout my closet to find something comfy yet casual.
i settled on black leggings, a white t-shirt, and my NIKE wind breaker. i put on my tennis shoes and grabbed my phone. i ran downstairs to see the boys still playing video games.
"guys, we have to be at the big office in forty five minutes. we gotta discuss tour ideas." i said.
"well, we're all ready so just let us know when we gotta leave." spencer chimed.
"we gotta leave now! the office is like thirty minutes away!"
the boys groaned and turned off the console. brendon walked downstairs and put his shoes on.
"y/n, come in my car. we haven't spent any time together lately." ryan pleaded.
"okay, buddy." i hopped on his back as we headed out the door.
we got in ryan's car and the three other boys got into brendon's. i plugged in the aux cord and played Queen while ryan and i talked.
"do you remember all the shit we got into during middle and high school?" ryan asked, eyes glued to the road.
"dude, how could i forget? we were like bonnie and clyde with all the shit we did." i laughed.
"you're my bonnie, moon."
"and you're my clyde, star." i sighed
"are those our nicknames now?" he chuckled.
"yup! your my clyde and my star! i'm your bonnie and your moon!" i replied
"i love you, kiddo!"
"i love you too, bro!"
we arrived at the office and all got out of each car. we walked inside and were met with our managers faces.
"nice of you guys to finally show up" the boys manager, zack, says.
"sorry, big guy. we were busy playing mario kart." spencer said as he patted zack's shoulder.
we all started to walk to the meeting room. brendon intertwined our fingers together and we continued to stroll down the hallway, hand in hand.
we went inside the meeting room and everyone took their seats around a big table. everyone starts to talk about their ideas for tour.
"i want it to be a circus!" brendon exclaims.
"hell to the no! i'm not gonna be onstage with clowns." jon adds.
"your band is full of clowns. what's so scary about a couple more?" i chimed and john shot me a glare.
brendon eventually got his way and there were clowns and circus freaks during their part of the show.
"i want fire and lasers and fireworks!" i made guns with my fingers and pretended to shoot ryan, "pew! pew!"
"maybe you can have fire but no fireworks!" i grumbled at their demand.
"ugh, fine! but i do want laser lights! and fire!" i hollered.
the managers decided on who was going to be in my touring band. my bass player was named nick, my guitar player was named alex, and my drummer was named ryder. i got to meet them the day we left for tour. they were in my bus and panic had their own bus.
i knew that tour was going to be fucking amazing! and i, of course, was right.
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that's it for this chapter! i hope you guys enjoyed it. comment what you like and dislike about the book. i love hearing feedback. ttfn!
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