Things Have Changed For Me (Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco Fanfic)

Drunk Truth or Dare and the Aftermath

I spin the bottle, and it lands on Patrick who giggles like a little kid.

"Truth or dare," I ask him.

"Dare," he slurs.

"I dare you to make out with Pete," I say laughing.

"That's not even a dare. I would do that any time," he slurs pulling Pete by his shirt collar and kissing him.

I quickly pull out my phone, and I see some tongue action.

I laugh, and Brendon leans over and whispers, "We should really be getting home."

I look over at him, and say, "Yeah, you're probably right."

I stand up with the cover wrapped around me. I bend down to get my clothes, but Brendon stops me.

"No clothes for you. After all you did pick dare," he slurs.

"But how are we going to get next door with no clothes," I ask.

"That's what the blankets for," he slurs. I can feel my face turn red, and we say our goodbyes.

Gerard says that he will come over to our house to sleep off the hangover. I quickly run next door with the blanket wrapped tightly around me. I run into the house and up the stairs laughing as Brendon stumbles behind me. I'm at the top of the stairs when he's at the bottom. My stomach hurts where the stiches are, but I try my best to ignore it. I quickly walk into the bedroom and jump into the bed. I lose the blanket and put the sheet over me. Brendon comes staggering in, and he's out of breath.

"You still have to do the second half of the dare," he slurs.

I peek out of the sheets to see him smirking.

"I don't think I want to," I mumble smiling.

"What," he loudly slurs as his eyes go wide.

"Ya heard me," I laugh.

"Pleaseeee," he begs.

I roll my eyes and get out of bed.

"Fine," I say standing in front of him.

He gently pushes me down to my knees, and I say, "But I've never done this before."

"Don't worry it'll come naturally," he whisper slurs.

"Oh I forgot to take the pills today... well yesterday," I say getting up as quickly as I could with my stomach.

"Ughhhh they're right behind you on the nightstand, but you have to do it as soon as you take them," he whines.

I take them, and get back down on my knees. He has a huge boner, and I hesitantly put my mouth around it. He lets out a soft moan, and I let my tongue dance around it. My head begins to bob, and my cheeks are hollow. Brendon gives a tiny thrust, and I choke a little bit. He runs his finger through my hair. He's a moaning drunk mess. I manage to take it for another ten minutes until we have to stop. We lay in bed, and we're both breathing hard.

"You did great," he whispers rubbing my shoulder with his hand.

I nod, and we both end up falling asleep. When I wake up, Brendon's dead asleep. I slip on one of Brendon's tshirts that are long on me. It used to be big on me, but now it fits with the baby bump. Then I put on some of Brendon's boxers. I quietly walk downstairs to find Gerard laying passed out on the couch in his boxers. I'm starving, so I walk over to the fridge and get the box of eggs out and orange juice. I put the toast in the toaster then I cook the eggs. Once the eggs are done, I quickly walk over to the toaster and put the toast on the plate beside the eggs. I pour orange juice into a cup a fan gave Brendon, and I walk outside to sit on the back deck. There's a slight breeze, and there's dolphins in the distance. Once I'm done eating, I walk back inside. I put the dishes in the sink, and I notice Brendon's phone's vibrating. I pick it up, and it's Zack calling.

"Hi," I say.

"Hey, where's Brendon and the guys? I've called all of them a million time," he says.

"Brendon's upstairs sleeping off a hangover, and the rest of the guys are probably doing the same thing," I say.

"Wake their asses up. They all have a Christmas show that they said they would do at a local fine arts center there, and they're supposed to be there in a hour and a half," he says.

"Well, I'll try and wake them up," I say.

"And tell Brendon don't forget the special thing," Zack says.

"Ugh.... okay," I say.

"See you and the ass heads there," Zack says hanging up.

I decide to wake Brendon up first. I walk upstairs and grab a pillow.

"Wake up Brenny Boo," I say gently shaking him.

He doesn't even move, so I hit him with the pillow. He groans and moves slightly, but he doesn't wake up. I walk into the kitchen and get ice cubes in a cup and walk back upstairs. I put the ice cubes on his chest and stomach. Brendon immediately jumps up.

"What the hell," he exclaims.

I laugh and say, "Zack said that you guys are supposed to be at some fine arts center for a concert tonight, and you need to be there for sound check in a hour and a half."

"Shit, I forgot," Brendon mumbles putting his head in his hands.

"Well, I'm going to go wake everyone up," I say.

"I'll go; you don't need to be walking everywhere since you're five months pregnant," he says putting on his clothes.

"I can still walk," I say.

"I'll go. You just get ready," he mumble walking out of the room.

I jump into the shower. Once I'm done, I get out and blow dry my hair. I put on my underwear, and Brendon walks in. He raises his eyebrow at me and takes his clothes off. He gets in the shower, and I put on my clothes. When he gets out, I'm ready. My eyes trails down to his midsection, and he dries off. After we're all ready, I remember to tell Brendon what Zack said.

"Oh hey, Zack said that you shouldn't forget the special thing," I say.

Brendon's eyes light up, and he says, "Oh yeah. Wait one second."

He runs back into the house and runs back out.

"Did ya get whatever it is," I ask him.

"Yep," he says.

With that we leave for the fine arts center.