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

The End of the Trip

I wake up to the smell of coffee. I slowly sit up to see Brendon pouring himself a cup of coffee. I groan to let him know that I'm awake since his back's turned to me. He turns around and smiles at me.

"Good morning babe," he says walking over.

"Good morning Brenny Boo," I say smiling as he sits down on the bed.

"I'm cooking pancakes, toast, and eggs for breakfast then we can get going," he says.

I nod my head, and I remember last night.

I smile and ask, "So how did ya like last night?"

He chokes on what coffee he's drinking and says, "I'm going to get you back. Some way."

"But did you like it or..... Because it was fun watching you squirm as you were trying to talk to your parents," I say laughing.

"Do I even have to answer that? Just wait, one day I'll get you back," he says smiling.

"Yes, so you keep saying, but I don't believe you," I say smiling.

"Okay," he says going to check the toast.

After we eat breakfast and get packed, we head out of New Orleans.

After about an hour, I say, "Umm.... I have to pee."

"Okay," he says glancing at me smiling.

"Sooooo can we stop," I ask as I feel my face turning red.

"Okay. You're so adorable when you get embarrassed," he says laughing.

After all that's taken care of, we get back on the interstate. Brendon starts singing along to a Journey song that just came on the radio. I lay my head on the window. This is going to be a long trip.

                                                 Days Later...

"Ugh none of these dresses fit," I mumble stuffing my clothes into my suitcase.

"What's the matter," Brendon asks walking into the room.

"I'm just really stressed about meeting your parents, I'm tired from traveling in the car, and this baby is literally kicking me so hard that it has to be bruising my back and stomach," I say sitting down on my suitcase.

"We're almost home. In another two days at the most, we'll be home, and my mom will know how to help you," Brendon quietly says wrapping his arms around me.

"Okay, Bren, but can I wear one of your tshirts because literally none of my clothes fit," I mumble.

"Sure thing. There's a mall really close to my parent's house. We can stop by there and get you some clothes," he says.

I nod, and he hands me a tshirt.

"Here's one of Zack's I took," he says.

It used to hang off of me, but now it fits perfectly. When I walk out of the room, he's standing in the door way. Brendon turns around, and his eyes immediately go down to my chest. His eyes get big, and his mouth slightly drops.

"What," I ask him.

"It's just that... umm... they've gotten a lot bigger," he mumbles dragging his eyes away from them.

Now that I think about it, they have gotten bigger. They've been spilling out of the b cup that I normally wear.

"I might need a new bra too," I mumble.

We walk out to the car and head towards the mall. When we pull into the mall, the baby kicks, and I gasp in pain.

"Are you okay," Brendon quickly asks me.