BACK IN TIME

 

Okay, this is going to be a flashback chapter, yeah, you should have guessed by now who the person was. Read, and you better figure it out, if not then all I have to say is “HOLY MOTHER OF GABE SAPORTA GO WATCH PANIC INTERVIEWS ON YOUTUBE”.

BTW: This chapter may seem pretty fckued up cause it is 5 in the morning and I just pulled an all nighter doing nothing but watching Degrassi so this is for you guys. ;]

 

            One Year Earlier:

            `Wow, I think I could get used to this whole “living next to Pete Wentz”,' I though to myself. I had just moved in and was totally oblivious to the fact that Pete lived next door, until I saw a snow machine and Hemmingway on his balcony sleeping and probably farting. All of a sudden I hear the doorbell ring over the stereo I already have set up and blasting out a mix CD I made of all my favourite Fueled By Ramen bands.  I run to the front door wondering who it could be since I just moved in. Is it that obvious? I mean, I didn't even have a moving truck, just my jeep full of boxes which are now scattered everywhere. I open the door to see Patrick Stump standing at my door. Wow. The guy with the best vocals I know. Its as if it was coincidence, Grand Theft Autumn comes on in the background.

            “Umm... hi. I'm guessing from the background you already know who I am. But, um, well, Pete saw you moving in and told me to see if you wanted to come chill with us and meet the guys, so that way, you know, there wouldn't be any awkward moments or like stalking happening.” Wow, he was so much shyer and adorable in person then I would have thought of. Okay, well then I've seen on YouTube.

            “W-w-a-a-Are you serious?” Damn it Taylor . Why do you get so nervous? Oh yeah, because Patrick Martin Stump(h) is at your door asking if you want to hang out with him and the rest of Fall Out Boy who's bassist you now live next door to.

            “Yeah, I mean, I understand if you want to unpack some or just like get comfortable here first…”

            “Oh no. I was just kind of in shock, you know. It's not everyday I get asked by the best vocalist I know to go hang out with him and a band I have loved for who knows how long.” Stop rambling and just go Taylor !

            “Oh, um Thanks. So, are you coming?”

            “Oh Yeah! Just one second.” I run over to the radio, turn it off, grab my cell phone and keys and shove them in my pocket, then run back over to an awaiting Patrick at my front door. I hope this dream never ends.

            “Okay! Ready. Let's go!” And with that, I drag Patrick across my lawn and into Pete's backyard. As soon as we get to the back, I can hear familiar voices, that until today, I have only heard through my computer and television.

            “Brendon, why must you know the age of her? I haven't even met her yet! How do you expect me to know? Stop hitting on every girl you see!” I couldn't help but chuckle at the first thing I get to hear Pete say in person is this, until I realized he said Brendon. Wait, there is only one Brendon I know of that could be here, and that is Brendon Urie. (A/n haha, spell check just suggested urine) 

            “Umm, Patrick, did I hear right? Is Brendon Urie here?”

            “Oh yeah, sorry for not mentioning them. You a fan?” Hmm, I think I could get pretty use to having Pat around, he seems pretty darn nice.

            “Yeah, I guess you could say that,” really, I'm a HUGE fan. I have loved them ever since I heard `I Write Sins Not Tragedies', but I didn't want Patrick to know that and end up kicking me out. As we turn into the backyard, I see everyone doing hanging out. Pete notices us and starts walking over towards us.

“Patrick! My best man! Hello there, you must be the new neighbor. We heard your music blasting, and thought, hey why not invite her over,” Pete says with a grin spreading on his face.

“Oh wow, is it really that loud? And Thanks,” I smile back.

“Yeah, and a little hint. Next time skip over any Panic songs. Brendon is soo full of himself,” Ryan says while walking over. Wow, he is even more gorgeous in person.

“Well my bad, I didn't really know you guys were going to be here. I mean, I just moved in and all,” I say while laughing at the sight of Brendon running over to us like he was lost or something.

“RYAN! You left me all alone. Do you know how bored I got? Why hello there, I'm Brendon and who are you may I ask?” He says looking over at me.

“I know who you are. I'm Taylor, the new neighbor,” I say looking at him.

“Well, Taylor. We have drinks over there. Let's go sit, so people don't see us with you and think we abducted you,” Pete says and points over to a cooler by the hot tub. We go over and sit by it. We all start talking and end up on different corners of the yard. I'm sitting next to Ryan on the fence with Brendon lying in the grass in front of us. They were telling me about themselves, stuff I didn't know before that is.

“Well, since you basically know everything about us, our whole life stories and all, why don't you tell us about you? I'm sure Ryan would love to hear,” Brendon says with a smirk on his face looking at his cell he has been texting on. Ryan blushes. They must be texting each other, but what about?

“Well, it's a pretty long life story for the short life I already have so I'll give you basic information. I'm not your average girl. I was bon in San Diego, but rose in Texas. My parents are still together, tough they probably shouldn't be. Music is a HUGE part of my life and I hope to continue it that way. I know my boundaries, so don't try anything funny. My goals in high school consisted of making a gay best friend and meeting a Ryan Ross of my own, both never happened. I love to play Rock Band, but love my guitar even more. I can't sing to save my life, but still do because I love to. I'm real and I'm not afraid to show it,” I say almost all in one breath.

I start to feel tired so I lean on Ryan's shoulder. I look up at him to see him looking at me, but giving me a face saying that he doesn't mind. I never really felt uncomfortable doing things like this, but when I say Ryan's face, it made my stomach feel like someone had just shoved coke and mentos into it. It was just so comforting. I look over at Brendon to see what he thinks of this. His face is in shock and phone is facing down showing some of what he was texting. Make ur move soon. That was all I could see on the screen of his brightly lit up phone before the light dimmed, making it harder to read.

“Wow. That's pretty awesome. I don't know why I feel like I have heard something like that before,” he says eyeing Ryan. Something was up between them; I just haven't figured it out. “Well, I'm going to go get drinks and let you two get to know each other more. Want anything?”

“Um, yeah. I'll drink anything.” I say not looking up. “Ryan?” I say softly enough for him to hear me but also to snap him out of his trance.

“What? Oh yeah, um. I'm okay,” He says quickly, going back into the thought as Brendon walks towards the other side of the yard, speaking to Patrick along the way.

“Ross, what are you thinking about? I know that face anywhere, I use it enough to know,” I say pulling my head up to look at him. His gaze meets mine and he just sighs.

“Well, I guess I was just kind of thinking of where I have heard your description before. It seems all too familiar,” he says leaving me with a confused look on my face. “You see, I haven't really been myself lately and I guess it was cause I have been pretty lonely and just single, so Brendon made me write a description of my perfect dream girl so he could help me find her. Just about everything you just said was on my list. Your looks match it perfectly, and I guess just everything about you. I know we hardly even know each other but…”he doesn't even get to finish before I cut him off.

“Ryan, don't say it. I've heard it all before. I understand. I feel the same way, I mean, just from what I knew before today made me fall for you. I just feel like I have known you forever you know?” I say while staring at the grounds. I couldn't believe I was telling him al of this, I just met him.

“Yeah, I know exactly the feeling,” He says while looking at me. He places his hand on my face and turns it to face him and lifts up my face to meet his. We are so close I can smell his mint fresh breathe. Suddenly, I feel his soft lips against mine. I want to pull away but can't. Finally he pulls away and gets up. H stands above me then reaches for my arm and manages to pull me up. He embraces me in his skinny, yet not boney, arms and presses his forehead against mine.

“I fell for you the moment you walked into the backyard, you just didn't notice and Brendon was the one pushing me down,” he whispers to me, putting a smile on my face. He then kisses me with more passion then before. In the background, I can hear all the “oohs” and “awws” from what I would call my new friends, but I ignore them and just enjoy this moment while I can.

Okay, so I hope you liked. I had to re-write this chapter since I stupidly overwrote Chapter 4 onto this chapter, causing me to loose the whole thing. So, I hope this is better then the one before. Please Review. ;]