Youbrat's Writing Archive (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mmm___pete) wrote,@ 2007-02-27 20:23:00 |
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This is Bullshit (36/?)
Title: This is Bullshit (36/?)
Authors:howido_fics & youbrat
Pairing: Ryden
Rating: R
Summary: Breakfast with a rockstar and a brief audition.
Disclaimer: *sigh*
Author’s Note: This is a co-write.howido_fics is Brendon, youbrat is Ryan. Ryan's pov is blue and Bren's is black.
Waking up again next to Ryan was amazing Having him in my arms with my nose pressed against his neck. It was pure bliss on my part. Simply something that I could get used to. But, of course, we all knew that good things must come to an end. And, we also knew that Ryan had to go back to LA tomorrow morning.
Now, waking up with Ryan would have been better if when I woke up I didn't hear Spencer and Alex snoring slightly, or Pete mumbling in his sleep. Most of my friends had went home, leaving the said three to sleep in my room with me and Ryan. My mom brought out air mattresses and such for the three, and we sort of camped out in my room since most of the other rooms were occupied by family members from out of town.
Even so, Ryan still woke up in my bed with me and in my arms, so I couldn't really complain. But, I could complain about the fact that my mom made an amazing breakfast, but the other guests ate it all. But then, I wouldn't have gotten a $50 bill from my grandfather to get breakfast at the local iHop. And that was where we were heading right now. Me, Ryan, Pete, Spencer and Alex. We were crammed in my car, headed to iHop to get our breakfast on. And boy was I hungry!
I hadn't really wanted to wake up, but I knew that I had to make the most of the time that I had left with Brendon. Also, I didn't want to sleep too much and end up being asleep while the rest of them were up and about. There was also the whole thing of Pete being there. Sure, he already knew how I liked to sleep, but he didn't need to experience it first hand. There was also the idea of 'looking pretty' for Pete because he'd never seen me right after I woke up in the morning. It didn't really matter as far as Spence, Alex and Bren, they'd all seen me already. But I didn't want to have my hair sticking up at odd angles.
I was looking forward to getting to eat some good breakfast out, although, homemade breakfast would have been good too. Unfortunately, with a house full of guests, if you sleep in, you can't be guaranteed homemade breakfast. At least we were getting some though. After all, the guys needed to be ready for their jam session for Pete. Me and Alex? Well, we had to be there to watch, but that didn't mean we really needed to be as together as the rest of them. For that reason, I figured I'd avoid coffee, stick to the yummy food, and that would leave me with the ability to take a nap after the jam session.
Pete had told me that his flight was going out at five, so we had the rest of the morning and the early afternoon. So breakfast was probably going to be more like brunch.
I pulled into the lot. It was almost 11:30, and the the place was packed. I had to wait for a family of like twelve kids to park because there were no spots in the parking lot. I hate that. We would have been here about forty five minutes ago if it hadn't been for Pete, Alex and Ryan who had to primp for the occasion. I mean really, it was iHop in the middle of Las Vegas, no one really gave a shit what you looked like, but apparently they did.
Hell, I was content with not even showering before our jam session, so, I didn't see the big deal about being clean and stuff, Spence and I kind of found it pointless. Now, for when Ry and I had time alone together tonight, that was what I had to primp for. I had some ideas about how tonight would pan out, let's just hope that Ryan would play along. If not, at least I tried.
Once we parked, we all filed out of the car and headed towards the door, dropping our name at the hostess, we took a seat in the waiting area. The good thing about iHop was that they had people in and out in no time. I was actually surprised that they were open on the fourth, but relieved none the less, cause Lord knew I couldn't stomach Waffle House today...
Taking a seat next to Ryan on a bench, I grabbed his hand, kissed it, and entwined it with mine in my lap, as I turned and smiled to Spencer who sat next to me.
I rested my head on Brendon's shoulder as we waited, letting my eyes slide closed. I was still very tired and didn't want to fully wake up, and I had Brendon's warm body beside me and his almost comfortable shoulder to lean on. I could have fallen asleep right then and there in that moment if it weren't for all the noise around us.
Pete had made sure he had a hat on and his hood up. Sure it probably called more attention to him than necessary, but he had a very well known and famous face. He had to keep it hidden the best that he could so not everyone realized it was him sitting at the table with a bunch of unknowns. He was sitting next to me and flopped against my side a little. "Ugh...why do there have to be so many people? Maybe we should have gone somewhere else."
I chuckled and looked over at him, shaking my head a little as Alex plopped down in my lap. "I think we would have found the same problem, or a similar one, pretty much anywhere we went. Besides, it isn't like they'd expect you to just show up at iHop, so its something unexpected, at least for you." He shrugged a little and looked down at me. "Still sleepy?"
I nodded and smiled a little. "Yeah...I could use to sleep for another, like, ten hours. That band, Fall Out Boy, they've worked my ass to the bone!" I looked over at Pete and winked at him.
I kissed Ryan's head before removing our hands from his lap, and wrapping it around him instead, "I think we could all use a lot more sleep," I kissed his cheek then and leaned over to talk to Pete, "I will make sure to get a corner booth so you can face the window, and no one will think otherwise, is that cool?" I asked as I kissed Ryan's cheek again and got up to ask the hostess for a seat in the corner.
Luckily I went to school with the girl, and I could sweet talk her, and she said there would be a table available in about five minutes. I knew it wasn't fair to everyone else who was waiting, but they would be seated or finished by the time we were, so I could really care less, plus, we are carting a famous person. Not that I told her that...
Walking back over, I squeezed in next to Spencer and Ryan. Spencer had moved over more since some nasty smelling lady sat next to him. Really, the perfumes you get from the Dollar Store should have warnings on them to how much you should wear at any given time, cause...ugh!
"Oh shit!" I squealed, "We planned on a jam at noon, it's like," I looked at my phone, "Twenty minutes away or something. Spence, can you call the guys and tell them change of plans?" I asked as he nodded and headed towards the bathroom to get some quiet.
While Brendon had been gone, Alex had leaned back against me and I'd wrapped my arms around him as Pete and I talked about the song. I still hadn't let anyone else hear it, and I was starting to feel a little selfish, like I didn't want them to hear it until it came out. It was something special that I had, something special and all mine. Okay, so not really all mine, but close enough. I shared it with the members of Fall Out Boy and the staff of the studio. I also shared it with whomever they'd given copies of it to already. But there was something about playing it for my friends that weren't there for it that I was hesitant to do. I liked the feeling of being special. Although, chances were it would end up getting leaked before the official release like most things were. But still, I wanted to keep it all mine for the moment.
I looked back and Brendon and grinned, laughing softly. "We really got off to a late start today, didn't we? Oops. I bet the other guys did too though. I highly doubt they went straight home and immediately went to bed. That's just not like them at all. So they'll probably be thankful for the phone call from Spence. Hell, they're probably still in bed!"
I glanced over at Pete, he and Alex were in a deep discussion, and it was obviously about Pete's tattoos because Alex was running his fingers over them and looking at them closely. I smiled to myself and looked back at Brendon as I rested my cheek on Alex's back. "Do we get to eat soon?"
I smiled at Ryan, not caring that we were in public or that he was leaning against Alex, I leaned in and placed my lips against his. Pulling back, I rubbed my nose with his and smiled, "Soon, I hope, Ry..." I winked at him as the hostess lady called 'Urie, party of 5' and we slowly got up.
Grabbing Ryan's hand, I kissed him on the cheek again, "Why do we have to separate again so soon?" I asked smiling as we weaved our way through the tables, luckily the chick had granted our wishes for a corner booth, and Pete and Alex were able to stick close to us as we made our way over, "Will tonight though, you and I get to be alone alone? I mean, cause I want to be alone with you," I leaned in and whispered, "Cause, I've been thinking, I might want those long skinny fingers of yours in my tight virgin ass tonight, and maybe, I dunno," I slipped my tongue out quickly to swipe his ear, "That hot hot cock of yours too..." I smirked as I pulled back and the hostess gestured to our seats.
Sliding in first, I pulled Ryan with me, allowing Pete and Alex to sit across from us. At this spot, no one could really see any of us. The waitress did an excellent job. I thanked her as she announced Eric to be our waiter today. Seeing Spencer looking around, I got his attention as he made his way over, sitting next to Ryan.
I had no clue what to say to Brendon after that. I hadn't expected it, that was for sure, but there was absolutely no way I was against it. It just had utterly shocked me to hear him say that that was what he wanted. If that was what he wanted, then I was on board 150%, perhaps 200%. The only problem would be if we were going to be alone. After all, Alex was staying at my parent's house with me. I didn't know that I wanted to have the night at his house though, I was still self-conscious around his mom after the whole issue we'd had.
Alex grinned as he didn't even open his menu. "I'm getting french toast with bacon and sausage, because what's life without some meat?" He smirked and Pete laughed along with him, nudging him a little as they sat side by side. They were funny together. They'd make a good couple if they were interested in each other, but only because of how funny and cute they were. I still didn't want Alex to hurt Spence, although I still wasn't sure what Spence's views on it was. He was straight, then experimenting kissing Alex, and then what? I wasn't sure yet.
I looked over at Alex and smiled. "I agree, on both counts. But I think I want hashbrowns with mine too. So, the question is, bacon and hashbrowns, or sausage and hashbrowns? I'm not sure which one I want more." I bit my lip and looked back down at my menu. I still wasn't sure what to say back to Brendon.
I laughed at the two of them, looking at Pete and shaking my head, "It's a gay world, and we are all just living in it," I smiled as I leaned forward and looked at Spence, "Right Poncho?" I asked, grinning at the nickname I gave him.
"Aye, aye, Paco!" he laughed, turning back to the menu. Spencer didn't get to go out to eat much, since his family didn't have the most money so when he did get to go, he made sure to pick the best thing, knowing he wouldn't get to experience it in a while. Me, on the other hand, I had been here numerous times, and I knew what I wanted, "Hey, Ry, I'm getting the strawberry pancakes, and they come with either bacon or sausage, so, you are welcome to have mine, cause, yikes...that shit is," I made a Sid Vicious face and as I closed the menu.
Again, leaning over, I smirked as I neared his ear, "Or, you could just do the bacon, and later, you can have a taste of my sausage..." I knew it was corny, but I was horny. Oh, fuck I just rhymed, but oh well, Ryan was a sexy bitch and everyone at this table would agree in a heartbeat, so I couldn't hold myself back.
I ran my hand up his thigh as I looked over to Spence, "So, you ordering everything on the menu? Cause I'm paying," I winked.
I bit my lip as Brendon's hand slid up on my thigh. I seriously had no clue what I was supposed to say or do about the situation. He was being so over the top. It wasn't as though it bothered me or anything, but I just wasn't sure I could handle it out in a public restaurant in front of our best friends and Pete Wentz, who, I could consider one of my friends too. It was just a little strange, and it caused me to squirm a little in my seat.
Glancing at Bren, I nodded a little and looked up when the waiter came and asked us for our drink orders. I ordered some juice, as did Alex and Pete, before he looked to Brendon and Spencer to get their orders. I slipped my hand down into my lap and took Brendon's in it so he wasn't feeling me up in the middle of iHop. If he did, I wouldn't be responsible for what my body did or what the sounds were that came out of my mouth. So I decided to keep his hand at least somewhat innocent by holding it in my own. I also didn't want to freak out Spence. I was sure Pete wouldn't be traumatized by it, Alex wouldn't either, but Spence would be, and a lot of other people in the shop probably would be too.
"Are you sure you have enough for all of us Bren? I mean, from what you were given to get us food? I don't want you to have to dip into your own pocket."
Pete looked up and shrugged a little. "If it costs more than what you were given, I'll cover the difference."
I grinned at Ryan as he moved our hands. I knew I was getting to him, and I loved it. It was fun in my mind, whether he liked it or not. See, the way I saw it was that I could be playful and joking and flirting around him and the guys, cause I could really care less, but him, he was trying to be all professional or something, which struck me as odd, and I wasn't sure why. Did he not want me touching him or talking to him seductively? Oh well if he didn't cause I was going to.
The waiter came back with our drinks as we all stated our order to him. Luckily Eric was a middle aged guy who probably wouldn't know Pete if he pissed on him, so we were secret safe with him.
Once we ordered, silence grew across the table. I took the opportunity to take Ryan and my hands and bring them up further in his lap. Turning to him, I smiled, "You're looking exceptionally hot today Ryan," I winked, turning my attention to Pete, "So, when should your fans expect your new album, or is that something that is still up in the air?"Ii asked as I smiled genuinely to him, but taking my fingers and lightly raking Ryan's leg as I talked and waited for Pete to reply.
Blushing softly at Brendon's words, not to mention his hands, I moved them further down my leg again, trying to keep his hands away from my crotch. I really didn't want to start moaning in the middle of iHop. I bit my lip again and shot Brendon a look, which of course he didn't see because he was too busy looking over at Pete. And probably also avoiding my eye contact so he wouldn't see the look I shot him.
Pete shrugged and chuckled. "Well, that isn't what we were working on in the studio. It was just a song for something that's coming out. It isn't for our new album, although, we could possibly put it on it, if those who asked us to do the song would allow it. I'm not really sure who it is that has the ownership of the song. But, we haven't really talked about putting it on the album." He looked over at me and smiled. "But I think we'd like to."
I smiled back and looked back down. Everyone was going to kill me when they heard the song because I'd kept quiet about it completely, and they're going to want to know why I didn't tell them about it. I thought it was okay though since they'd all hear it with everyone else, and I felt I had a right to be secretive. But there was Pete, hinting at things that I'd wanted to keep quiet. I just hoped he wasn't pressed on it more.
"Cool, cool," I smiled and nodded then looked over at Ryan. He was being all shy and quiet, which I found quite humorous, "So, did you guys sleep well last night?" I asked while I downed the water sitting in front of me. I knew it would be a mistake, cause I would have to make a trip to the restroom very soon, but, I was thirsty.
Swaying in my seat, a little, I talked to Spencer, "So, did you get a hold of everyone? And are they cool with being a little late?"
"Yea, they are running late themselves," he looked over to Pete, "I promise we aren't like this, well, like ever, we just we all up late last night, and all, and you know how tired swimming into odd hours and playing water volleyball makes you, so yea, we don't make a habit of it, I guarantee it," he tried. I knew what he was getting at. I guessed it didn't look very good for us trying to have someone come look at our band, and we were acting like we didn't give a shit, or that we were late for things at any given time. Go Spencer! I smirked as I leaned in to Ryan.
"Spencer's so on top of things," I spoke softly, "Just like I can't wait to be on top of you later..."
"Bren!” I kept my voice to a harsh whisper and looked around at the other guys at the table, hoping that they hadn’t heard him. Don’t get me wrong, I loved that he was telling me what he wanted and what he was thinking, but we were in public with friends, and it was flustering me very much.
Pete shook his head and smiled. “Trust me, it's cool. I kinda knew we were all running late this morning. I doubted that the rest of your band would be ready since we weren’t. I'ts partly my fault too, I held us up earlier too. Don’t sweat it. This is very informal anyway. I do, however, expect you to all be prompt if and when there is a formal hearing of your band.”
He grinned and looked up as Eric bought over his coffee. He thanked him quietly and immediately prepared it before taking a big sip and sighing after.
I chuckled over at him and rested my head on Brendon’s shoulder. I hoped he had had enough of tormenting me with sexual suggestions and wandering hands, but something told me that he hadn’t. Alex reached across the table and touched my cheek. “You know...” I quirked my eyebrow at him before he continued. “I think that Brendon was right, you do look really hot today. You’re not trying to impress anyone, are you? Or are you trying to live the rockstar life already?” I gave him a look, not sure what he was trying to say.
Turning towards Ryan, I kissed his head as it leaned on me, I too gave Alex a weird look, "Ryan, turning rockstar on us? What?" I asked, looking between Ryan, Alex and Pete. Shrugging when no one answered, I took my hand from Ryan's and brought it down between his back and the bench seat, sticking it slightly in the back of his pants. I wasn't touching any vital parts or anything, I was just simply resting it on his warm skin.
Sighing, Eric made it out with our food. We all got our plates and started to dig in. Taking my bacon from my plate, I sat it on Ryan's as I cut my pancakes in tiny pieces so I could eat them. That was something I always did, cut them all tiny and stuff and then eat them. Oh, and I can't forget the syrup!
I took a bite and moaned slightly. They tasted as good as they always do, "I love me some strawberries!" I smiled as I swallowed and talked, "Does everyone else's taste ok?" I asked, grinning over at Spencer who was eating an omelet, "What about you Spence?"
He yawned and shook his head, "Oh, yea, this, it's ok..." he let out. He looked exhausted, I just hoped that he had his normal energy to play.
”You just jump from topic to topic, don’t you?” Pete laughed as he looked over at Brendon. “I’m not sure I could follow the track your mind does. One minute you’re here, the next you’re somewhere completely different. Are you always this hyper? Or is this because of something in particular?”
Alex shrugged a little, looking over at me before he smiled and dug into his own food. He knew what he was talking about obviously, that didn’t mean I did though, and I was probably going to have to pull him aside and ask him later. Of course, there was the option that he figured out something about the past several days while I pushed him away that caused him to think I was living a rockstar life.
I moved a little closer to Brendon as I picked up a piece of bacon and munched on it quietly to myself. I looked over at Spence and smiled softly. “You sound as tired as me Spence. Are you gonna be playing up to normal speed later? Or are we going to need to find you Jolt or Red Bull or something? Cuz I’m sure we can stop and get some for you before we head back.”
Pouring syrup over my french toast, I cut off a piece and took a bite, making a quiet ‘mmm’ sound as I ate it. It tasted wonderful, but that could also have been because we hadn't eaten anything in a little while, well, at least since the night before. Putting my fork down, I put salt on my hashbrowns and then drizzled them in ketchup. It had to be the most ideal breakfast for me ever.
"Me?" I looked up at Pete as I chewed a mouthful of pancakes. Once my mouth was clear to talk again, "No, I'm almost always this hyper, I think..." I managed to let out as Spencer took over.
"Yes, Bren is always this hyper, especially when he wakes up in the morning, and every hour of the day. But, he definitely pulls the hyperness off on stage, that's for sure," he smiled over to me, then addressed Ryan's question, "And, don't worry about me, the both of us may be tired, but lucky enough for me, once I get behind my set I come to life."
That was true, he could be having the worse day ever, then BAM! drums come into play and he was all over it again. Digging more into my food, I sighed as I took another bite. I was really anxious to sing again. We had a great show on Friday night, and I hoped everyone brought as much today as they did to that one. Sure, we had had a lot more sleep for that show and hadn't stayed up past two in the pool, but even so, it would be interesting. I wasn't sure if I would feel bad for the band if we fucked up today or if I would feel bad for Ryan, cause he wanted Pete to appreciate us.
Oh, speaking of Ryan, it's been a while since I talked to him, "You enjoying yours?" I asked as I winked, making sure I had eye contact, I reached over and 'mistakenly' stuck my fingers in my syrup, then brought them back to my mouth, licking them seductively, but secretly and hopefully only for his eyes.
I blushed softly and glanced down before looking over at the other guys and back to Brendon. I nodded and picked up a bunch of hashbrowns on my fork. "Mhmm...it's perfect, well, as perfect as it can be without being home made." I grinned to myself before taking the bite of them. They really were good, and as far as restaurant food, it was better than most.
I leaned over and rested my head on his shoulder before nuzzling in closer to him. "Yours must obviously be good, you're eating it very fast..." I smiled and tilted my head forward to press a kiss against his neck. "I kinda wish I wasn't leaving tomorrow morning. I'm not happy that I have to get back on another flight and head back. But...if we don't show up in LA, we'll have major problems with the label and our internship will be over. So I have to go, but I really don't want to."
I glanced across the table and saw Pete watching us rather aptly. I gave him a small smile and he smiled back before he returned to his own food, moving his gaze from the two of us. I looked back up at Brendon and slid my hand onto his leg before sitting up again and giving him a smile. I didn't want my food to get cold, but at the same time I didn't want to move from Brendon's side. He was warm and comfy, and I wanted that, about as much as I wanted my food, so I was pretty much torn.
I took a bite of my french toast, just enjoying the taste as it slid down my throat before trying to understand what the rest of the guys were talking about. Alex seemed to be talking a mile a minute to Pete and Spence, and I couldn't pick up what it was that he was even saying to try and figure out what the topic was.
I grinned at Ryan. I was glad and excited that I was finally getting his attention. I needed that. I needed to know that in a room full of people, and at a table of five hot guys, that he was thinking about me. I'm not sure why, but I knew I strived for that attention. And it was a relief to be getting it.
Leaning in, I smirked, "It is good, amazing really, but not as hot and tasty and sexy and good as you Ry, nothing in the world is as good as you. Especially when you are naked and below me and moaning and writhing, fuck, you are so beautiful," I made sure to keep my voice low as I sat back up myself, indulging again into the food.
Once I got my fill, I pushed my plate slightly in front of me, then placed a hand back in Ryan's lap, just massaging his leg. I sighed as I picked up my water and took a huge gulp just as my phone started to vibrate in my pocket. Retrieving it, it was Steve, so I decided to answer, "Yo, what's up?" I asked as I smiled and pointed to the phone, mouthing Steve to Spencer, and well, whoever else was looking. My hand remained on Ryan as I continued the conversation.
I hung up and looked addressing everyone, "Well, they are there and ready to go, but I told them we were taking our time, so whenever we are ready, so are they," I raised my brow, "Wait. Did that come out right?
I chuckled softly, moving my hand down and slipping my fingers into his. I didn't care so much about anything else, it was the touch of his hand to mine. It was innocent, but yet intimate. It was what we needed, to just be there touching each other if possible, even though it wasn't really as much as possible because that would have meant being stripped naked and in bed.
"Does it matter if that came out right or not? We should probably finish up and head over so that you guys can get everything done and do the rehearsal for Pete. He does have a flight to get to this afternoon. We can't let him miss it just because we're taking our time and being very very lazy this morning." I smiled over at Brendon and leaned over to kiss him softly.
I returned to my plate and quickly finished my breakfast, following Brendon's example and pushing the plate away slightly. I reached out and got a drink of my juice before looking over at the rest of the guys. "So, whenever you guys are done, we should just go then."
Pete shrugged. "I'm in no rush, if I have to reschedule the flight, I can. But, you're probably right, Ry. We should probably finish up and head out."
Spencer agreed, "Yea, I'm cool to go, plus, if I eat any more food, I might not play very well..."
"Oh come on now, you aren't even famous, and you are already turning into an anorexic diva!" I smirked at him, biting my tongue slightly to stick out between my lips.
"At least I'm not gonna blame the performance on acid reflux..."
We both laughed at the joke, I hoped they thought it was funny, but then I thought...oops, didn't Pete have ties with the Simpson chick? Oh well, we'd all laugh in good fun, I hoped.
"No, really though," I cleared my throat to get all serious, "Maybe a nice cup of tea will do my throat some good, or," I leaned in to Ryan, nipping at his neck, "Do you think I should sing all raspy like this?" I tried with my deepest voice, but ended up almost choking and coughing in the middle. Before I could even get a drink, Spence had the waiter over and was ordering me a cup of tea, "Thanks," I mumbled as I cleared my throat again, "I guess raspy is bad..." I laughed.
"Yes, very bad," Spencer rolled his eyes as he handed me a cup of tea from the waiter as he began to take our plates, "What about you Alex? You almost ready to go," I watched Spence as he smiled genuinely to Alex.
Alex looked over at Spencer as he finished the last bite of his food. It almost looked like they could serve another meal off of his plate, it was so clean. "Wow, Lex, if I didn't know you and your lifestyle better, I'd think that you were starving and you only get one meal a week!"
He flipped me off before looking back over to Spencer and nodding with a smile. "Yep, I think I'm about as done as I'm gonna be...well, with the fact that I don't have anymore food." He shrugged a little and I glanced over to check out Spence's expression.
Pete looked at Spence, then at Alex, then at Spence. "So...you two haven't fucked yet, huh?"
My eyes bugged out as I looked at Pete before I dissolved into giggles, turning to bury my face against Brendon while I just simply couldn't hold back the giggles and laughter. It was so obvious that even Pete picked up on it after being around them for not even twenty four hours. That had to tell both of them something!
Alex furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Pete before over at Spencer and back at Pete. He shook his head and shrugged. "I haven't fucked all the guys around here regardless of whatever impression you have of me. There are a few I haven't." He grinned, and I knew that it was a comment made with humor, but, I knew him, it was said so dryly that I was sure the rest of them were sure he was being serious. I didn't know how Spence would take that, but I smirked because I got the 'joke.'
I was shaking hard as I giggled back with Ryan. Wrapping my arm around his shoulder, I managed to poke Spencer before getting a tighter grip on Ryan until Alex spoke, "Oh, so only just a few you haven't?" I winked at Alex as I took a sip of my tea. Weird, it was probably nearing 100 degrees outside, and I was slightly cold in here and sipping on tea.
Maneuvering to get in my wallet, I leaned into Ryan and pulled it out. Taking out the fifty my grandpa gave me as well as a twenty from my own stash, laying it on the table I bit my lip, "You think that'll cover the food and a tip?" I asked, throwing it out, not really wanting to wait for the waiter. I usually was a huge tipper, I just knew how it was serving people, I think everyone deserves a good tip, hell, the guy was probably making two something an hour, so, he deserved it.
I let out a yawn as I pulled Ryan more into me. Kissing the skin I came in contact with, I sighed. I just hoped my voice was ready for this. The guys could blame it on there instruments, but my instrument was my voice, and I was the only one who could control it, and that scared me if we were to get big. What if something were to happen to my voice, ever... I wasn't sure what I could do about it, and that scared me for sure.
I shrugged a little and then saw Pete throw out another twenty. "If not, that will." He smiled at Brendon before he too looked over at Alex.
Alex nodded and shrugged a little. "Yeah, just a few. I mean c'mon, I get around, right? I'm the local stallion." He smirked and winked at me. "It's part of why I had to go to LA. Whole new world of prospects. Vegas just got too small for me."
I shook my head at him. "So does that mean that you're not staying in Vegas next semester like you talked about? Are you going back to your college or transferring home?"
He shrugged a little and grinned. "I dunno, maybe I'll stay in LA instead. Lots of good looking guys. Besides, I could go and live with Pete!"
Pete laughed and shrugged. "I've got the space. You'd be welcome, but you might have to share a room with Hemmy. He hasn't told me which one is his that he's not giving up yet though. You may find that out after you've already moved in."
I chuckled and looked over at Brendon as he started to get out of the booth after Spencer, me slipping out after him. I still couldn't read how Spence was taking what Alex was saying. His face wasn't giving enough away for me to tell.
I furrowed my brows at Ryan and Alex's conversation, tuning out everything else that they were saying. Alex was going to be staying in Vegas? Well, transferring to Vegas? Ryan hadn't mentioned anything about that to me. Not that it mattered, really, it was just something I hadn't expected. Ok, so maybe I thought that I could be the one who took Alex's place when his Ryan's best friend was far away and he was missing him.
Or, maybe just thought about it too much.
Following the rest of the guys as they got out of the booth, I took Ryan's hand in mine and smiled to him trying to keep quiet so I wouldn't interrupt the other conversation going on, "You really do look exceptionally well today, just remind me of that next time I rush you to get ready," I pecked him on the lips as the other three continued to talk. Looking over at Spencer, he looked deep in thought, biting his lip with his hands stuffed in his pockets. I patted him on the back, smirking at him, I knew I had to ask him what was up later, knowing he wouldn't say anything in front of the other guys. I hoped it had nothing to do with Alex's remark, and most of all that he didn't take it seriously.
We made it out to my car, everyone getting in as I turned the air on full blast. It was a good thing that we were going to Spencer's house, because there was no way we could hold his drums and all these people. And also a good thing all I needed was a mic, cause that I could keep in my glove box.
I smiled back at Brendon as we all headed out to the car, keeping my body in as close to his as I could get while we walked. It was a task seeing as how walking when meshed against someone wasn't always easy because your legs could get tangled and then you could trip and fall. That would just be very bad. Luckily we made it to the car without tripping.
Pete and Alex were talking in depth about something. They were walking together and I felt bad for Spence because from the outside it almost looked like two couples and a fifth person, Spence being the odd man out. I knew Alex and Pete weren't a couple, but they were so engrossed in discussing whatever it was that they were talking about, that they'd suddenly excluded the rest of us and were walking very close and cosy with each other while they talked.
"So...Spence...Are we going to be seeing you in LA next time Bren comes out? Or are you going to stay home for the next visit? I just figure I should know in advance so we can kick Alex out of the apartment for the night and you'll have a bed so you won't have to sleep on the couch." I grinned over at him as we arrived at the car. Alex and Pete climbed into the back together, still talking as if they forgot that we were even there.
Spencer cleared his throat as he watch Alex and Pete, somewhat interrupting his thoughts, he looked at Ryan, "Yea, you know, I dunno, I'll prolly be busy or something, you know getting ready for college and working or what not, you never know, cause um, yea..." he shrugged as he walked around the car, getting in the back with the other two.
Looking at Ryan, I pulled him into me, "You think he's ok? I wonder if he took Alex serious before?" I pouted out my lip as I leaned in and kissed Ryan, somewhat fondling and groping him as I did so. I pulled back and pecked his lips again. "I'll talk to him, and let him know he was kidding, I mean, that is if he truly cares, cause Lord only knows what is going on with those two..."
Pecking him again, I slapped his ass so that we could get in the car and head to Spencer's. The other three were probably dying in the car with the power windows and the whole green house effect kicking in. Wiping my sweat that had accumulated in the short time outside, I sat in the car, starting it and heading to Spence's.
I sat beside Brendon in the car, just listening as Alex and Pete rambled on about whatever they were talking about. I glanced in the back at them and I didn't like the fact that Spencer looked so left out because they were just going on and on. I still wasn't sure what they were talking about, but, I wasn't exactly listening to the words, just the sound of them talking.
"So, Spence. I don't think I've asked you where you're going to college. Besides the band, I really don't know what it is that you're doing after the summer is over...care to fill me in? I mean, as your manager I should know this information, right?"
I chuckled softly and winked at him as I rested my head against the headrest, looking at him while also looking at Brendon. "Are you staying in Vegas? Or are you going away to college? Cuz if you're going away, I'm gonna miss you." I pouted and gave him puppy dog eyes before chuckling and smiling at him.
Reaching over, my hand found Brendon's and I threaded our fingers together, just lightly running my fingertips up and down between his fingers, letting the tips rub gently at the webbing at the base of his fingers. I really didn't want Spence feeling left out, but at the same time, I wasn't going to not touch Brendon because I was talking to Spencer.
I glanced down at Ryan's hand and smiled as I drove, trying to pay attention to the road, but also listening to Spencer, "Yea, I'm staying in Vegas, for the most part, I'm going to a college just an hour away, so I'll be commuting most of the time. I got a scholarship, so I have to have a place on campus, but I am gonna be home a lot, I'm sure of that," I could tell he still wasn't smiling by the way he talked.
"Spence got a scholarship in English, I tried to tell him that he, Mr. Literature, would be writing the lyrics, but he won't," I added.
"Yea, I don't write or read much poetry like stuff, I am more for short stories and novels and what not. But, most the time people won't read my writings, so, I am sticking with the drums, plus, with the drums, I dunno, they come so natural to me that I don't have to pay attention to what I am doing, I can just think about stories and stuff..."
Plus he gets a handle on writing slash sometimes too. But, of course that was his little secret, that he didn't even know that I knew. I was just snooping around in his room once and playing on his computer when I opened a whole folder of slash writings. I had to say, he was pretty good, and they made me kind of horny...
But, wait, what didn't make me horny?
I nodded a little. "Well, I'm glad you'll still be around. I wouldn't want to have to miss you too much." I winked at him before looking back at Brendon. "So, this means we're all gonna be in Vegas, or just outside of Vegas. What about the other guys? Are all of the guys gonna be sticking around? Or are we losing a few to out of state colleges?"
Turning a little in my seat, I changed my body to face Brendon, reaching over with my free hand to play with his fingers with both my hands. He needed to concentrate on the road, but that didn't mean that I wasn't allowed to play with his fingers and just enjoy the innocent yet intimate feeling of holding his hand and touching his hand without fear or worry.
"We'll have to schedule actual practices when you can get in from college. It sucks that you're living on campus though and living so far away." I made a face of thought. "I've actually thought about getting an apartment off campus for next year. That way I wouldn't have to deal with all the dorm stuff, but I'd still be on my own so I wouldn't be at my parent's house all the time. If we were all in the same area, I'd say we all rent a house together so that we could all be together. But then, we could have the possibility of all getting sick of each other."
Shrugging a little, my eyes slid over to my hands with Brendon's. It would have been cool to get a house all of us together, but, I knew they usually made freshman go dorms for their first year and then give them more freedom. Thats what my college did to me.
I grinned at Ryan as I pulled onto Spencer's street, "Well, Steve is still in high school, so he is out on that, but will still be in Vegas for sure. And the other two are going to VU, so that should be ok. Living together would be fun, but you are right, we would get sick of each other,' I laughed, "Well, not me of you, of course," I winked as I pulled into Spencer's driveway.
The other guys were sitting on Spence's porch just waiting for us. Once I parked, we all filed out and approached them, "Bout damn time," Steve joked, "Spence, we all forgot the code to the garage to get inside, so we've been out here for about twenty minutes."
"Eh, some sweating will do you some good!" I walked over to Spencer's garage and typed in 5-3-8-5 which it the last four digit of his phone number and waited for the door to open before I walked inside. It was hotter than love in there, so I made my way to the fans and turned them on, then opened the door to the patio, and also the windows. "Oh, my mic!" I exclaimed as I passed Ryan, bringing his lips to mine, before heading to my car to get my mic.
I walked over to Spencer after kissing Brendon and slid my arm around his shoulders. "Spence...you don't look happy. You don't sound happy either. I don't like when my friends aren't happy. Of course, whatever it is, I'm sure you're not going to tell me, why would you? I'm not your best friend or anything. But...if there's anything I can do..." I glanced up and saw Brendon making his way back toward us. "Just tell me, okay? Because although I may not be Brendon, I do hope that we're friends enough that you could tell me..."
I really would have loved to have heard what was upsetting him, but I knew better than to ask or push for that sort of information when he wasn't wanting to give it to me. Of course, I didn't know if he really wanted to give the the information, but either way, I wasn't going to push the topic. He'd tell me if he wanted to, and if not, well, I hoped that he'd tell Brendon.
Alex and Pete started talking to the other guys as they all headed over to the garage. I slipped my arm from around Spencer's shoulders, watching the guys go inside as Brendon reached us. I reached out and pulled him in against me, slipping my arm around his waist and snuggling in against him a little. I didn't want to step on Spencer's shoes if he was going to make any sort of response, I didn't want to interrupt him. But still.
I tilted my head to Brendon's and murmured softly. "You guys are gonna do great."
Grinning from ear to ear, I looked at Spencer, "We are gonna break a leg, right?" I winked. When he didn't even crack a smile, I turned my head to the side and stared at him.
He licked his lips, "Um, I know this isn't the time or place or anything, but was Alex really telling the truth back at lunch, or was he just joking?" Spencer bit his lip as he continued, "I mean, it really doesn't matter or anything, you know, cause we are all just friends and all, but, I mean, could Alex just be hanging out with me more to get in my pants, not that I want to get in his pants or that I have even thought about getting in his pants or anything. It's just, that is a lot of pants and stuff, and I just, I dunno..." he looked between the two of us, with his eyes settling on Ryan.
I let out the breath I was holding the entire time he talked. I honestly didn't know...I had no words to help Spencer, looking to Ryan, I kissed him on the cheek, "Babe, I'm gonna let you take this one, since you have more insight than I do," I patted Spencer on the back, "I'm gonna go set up, we will be ready when you are, but take your time with this, ok," I offered a smile as I walked over, plugging in my mic.
I frowned a little and watched Brendon walk away before looking over at Spencer. "He was joking, Spence. He may not be innocent by any means, but he's not that big of a whore that he's slept around with most of Vegas. It's not my place to disclose his sexual past..." I glanced over at all the guys setting up and getting ready.
"He's had sex though." I turned back to look at him. "I'm sure you already figured that." I reached up and scratched the back of my head and gave him a little shrug. "He's really good in bed too...in case you're curious or interested." I gave him a little grin and shrugged again before putting my hands into my pockets.
"Honestly though, Spence, Lex is a little bit of a whore, at least he was...well, so was I. Although...I'm not sure if whore is the best word. He's had his fair share of guys, as have I. I'm not going to go into numbers because its possible I don't know what they actually are. But, he would never give a friend attention just to get into their pants. He'd respect the friendship first and foremost unless it was mutually agreed upon. Not every friendship that gets complicated by sex can turn out the way my relationship with him turned out."
"Oh," Spencer said, "Ok, I get it. And, yea, I understand. I mean, not everyone is as naive as us and what not. But, thanks Ryan, I didn't mean to overreact or anything, it just seemed that Alex and I were cool and all, but then when Pete came that it all stopped. Which, I really don't blame him, cause Pete is Pete, but like you said, friends are important, and I could possibly be a friend of his longer than Pete will be, you know since he is the producer and all..." he looked over at us as I gave him a short wave, "So, I guess we should play, and thanks again Ryan," I saw them hug as Spencer made his way over to his set.
Sitting down, he looked at us like he had been waiting for us the whole time. Yep, my Spencer was back, "What are we waiting for? We have Pete Wentz here, come on!" he smiled.
I shook my head and walked over to him, kissing him on the head, "I love ya, Spence," I whispered as he looked up at me and replied 'ditto'. Making my way back to the mic post, I smiled at our audience, "So, do we have any requests?" All I got were blank stares, so I turned to Steve, "Ok, 'Too Good Too Be' is it!" I smiled as I began singing the 'Da-da's" slapping my hand on my leg to the beat as the guitar kicked in.
I wandered over and Alex pulled me onto his knee as he and Pete were sitting in the only two seats that were there. I leaned back against Alex's chest, his arms were around my waist, and I smiled as I looked over at the guys. Pete was sitting forward in his chair, watching the guys and prepared for them to set off into the music.
Feeling jittery myself, I tried to keep myself calm by running my fingers over Alex's, pouring all of my nerves and jitters into that movement. I wanted the guys to be amazing. I wanted Alex and I to be right about them. I wanted Pete to love them.
I held my breath slightly as they hit the first notes and set off into the song.
Title: This is Bullshit (36/?)
Authors:
howido_fics & youbratPairing: Ryden
Rating: R
Summary: Breakfast with a rockstar and a brief audition.
Disclaimer: *sigh*
Author’s Note: This is a co-write.
howido_fics is Brendon, youbrat is Ryan. Ryan's pov is blue and Bren's is black. Waking up again next to Ryan was amazing Having him in my arms with my nose pressed against his neck. It was pure bliss on my part. Simply something that I could get used to. But, of course, we all knew that good things must come to an end. And, we also knew that Ryan had to go back to LA tomorrow morning.
Now, waking up with Ryan would have been better if when I woke up I didn't hear Spencer and Alex snoring slightly, or Pete mumbling in his sleep. Most of my friends had went home, leaving the said three to sleep in my room with me and Ryan. My mom brought out air mattresses and such for the three, and we sort of camped out in my room since most of the other rooms were occupied by family members from out of town.
Even so, Ryan still woke up in my bed with me and in my arms, so I couldn't really complain. But, I could complain about the fact that my mom made an amazing breakfast, but the other guests ate it all. But then, I wouldn't have gotten a $50 bill from my grandfather to get breakfast at the local iHop. And that was where we were heading right now. Me, Ryan, Pete, Spencer and Alex. We were crammed in my car, headed to iHop to get our breakfast on. And boy was I hungry!
I hadn't really wanted to wake up, but I knew that I had to make the most of the time that I had left with Brendon. Also, I didn't want to sleep too much and end up being asleep while the rest of them were up and about. There was also the whole thing of Pete being there. Sure, he already knew how I liked to sleep, but he didn't need to experience it first hand. There was also the idea of 'looking pretty' for Pete because he'd never seen me right after I woke up in the morning. It didn't really matter as far as Spence, Alex and Bren, they'd all seen me already. But I didn't want to have my hair sticking up at odd angles.
I was looking forward to getting to eat some good breakfast out, although, homemade breakfast would have been good too. Unfortunately, with a house full of guests, if you sleep in, you can't be guaranteed homemade breakfast. At least we were getting some though. After all, the guys needed to be ready for their jam session for Pete. Me and Alex? Well, we had to be there to watch, but that didn't mean we really needed to be as together as the rest of them. For that reason, I figured I'd avoid coffee, stick to the yummy food, and that would leave me with the ability to take a nap after the jam session.
Pete had told me that his flight was going out at five, so we had the rest of the morning and the early afternoon. So breakfast was probably going to be more like brunch.
I pulled into the lot. It was almost 11:30, and the the place was packed. I had to wait for a family of like twelve kids to park because there were no spots in the parking lot. I hate that. We would have been here about forty five minutes ago if it hadn't been for Pete, Alex and Ryan who had to primp for the occasion. I mean really, it was iHop in the middle of Las Vegas, no one really gave a shit what you looked like, but apparently they did.
Hell, I was content with not even showering before our jam session, so, I didn't see the big deal about being clean and stuff, Spence and I kind of found it pointless. Now, for when Ry and I had time alone together tonight, that was what I had to primp for. I had some ideas about how tonight would pan out, let's just hope that Ryan would play along. If not, at least I tried.
Once we parked, we all filed out of the car and headed towards the door, dropping our name at the hostess, we took a seat in the waiting area. The good thing about iHop was that they had people in and out in no time. I was actually surprised that they were open on the fourth, but relieved none the less, cause Lord knew I couldn't stomach Waffle House today...
Taking a seat next to Ryan on a bench, I grabbed his hand, kissed it, and entwined it with mine in my lap, as I turned and smiled to Spencer who sat next to me.
I rested my head on Brendon's shoulder as we waited, letting my eyes slide closed. I was still very tired and didn't want to fully wake up, and I had Brendon's warm body beside me and his almost comfortable shoulder to lean on. I could have fallen asleep right then and there in that moment if it weren't for all the noise around us.
Pete had made sure he had a hat on and his hood up. Sure it probably called more attention to him than necessary, but he had a very well known and famous face. He had to keep it hidden the best that he could so not everyone realized it was him sitting at the table with a bunch of unknowns. He was sitting next to me and flopped against my side a little. "Ugh...why do there have to be so many people? Maybe we should have gone somewhere else."
I chuckled and looked over at him, shaking my head a little as Alex plopped down in my lap. "I think we would have found the same problem, or a similar one, pretty much anywhere we went. Besides, it isn't like they'd expect you to just show up at iHop, so its something unexpected, at least for you." He shrugged a little and looked down at me. "Still sleepy?"
I nodded and smiled a little. "Yeah...I could use to sleep for another, like, ten hours. That band, Fall Out Boy, they've worked my ass to the bone!" I looked over at Pete and winked at him.
I kissed Ryan's head before removing our hands from his lap, and wrapping it around him instead, "I think we could all use a lot more sleep," I kissed his cheek then and leaned over to talk to Pete, "I will make sure to get a corner booth so you can face the window, and no one will think otherwise, is that cool?" I asked as I kissed Ryan's cheek again and got up to ask the hostess for a seat in the corner.
Luckily I went to school with the girl, and I could sweet talk her, and she said there would be a table available in about five minutes. I knew it wasn't fair to everyone else who was waiting, but they would be seated or finished by the time we were, so I could really care less, plus, we are carting a famous person. Not that I told her that...
Walking back over, I squeezed in next to Spencer and Ryan. Spencer had moved over more since some nasty smelling lady sat next to him. Really, the perfumes you get from the Dollar Store should have warnings on them to how much you should wear at any given time, cause...ugh!
"Oh shit!" I squealed, "We planned on a jam at noon, it's like," I looked at my phone, "Twenty minutes away or something. Spence, can you call the guys and tell them change of plans?" I asked as he nodded and headed towards the bathroom to get some quiet.
While Brendon had been gone, Alex had leaned back against me and I'd wrapped my arms around him as Pete and I talked about the song. I still hadn't let anyone else hear it, and I was starting to feel a little selfish, like I didn't want them to hear it until it came out. It was something special that I had, something special and all mine. Okay, so not really all mine, but close enough. I shared it with the members of Fall Out Boy and the staff of the studio. I also shared it with whomever they'd given copies of it to already. But there was something about playing it for my friends that weren't there for it that I was hesitant to do. I liked the feeling of being special. Although, chances were it would end up getting leaked before the official release like most things were. But still, I wanted to keep it all mine for the moment.
I looked back and Brendon and grinned, laughing softly. "We really got off to a late start today, didn't we? Oops. I bet the other guys did too though. I highly doubt they went straight home and immediately went to bed. That's just not like them at all. So they'll probably be thankful for the phone call from Spence. Hell, they're probably still in bed!"
I glanced over at Pete, he and Alex were in a deep discussion, and it was obviously about Pete's tattoos because Alex was running his fingers over them and looking at them closely. I smiled to myself and looked back at Brendon as I rested my cheek on Alex's back. "Do we get to eat soon?"
I smiled at Ryan, not caring that we were in public or that he was leaning against Alex, I leaned in and placed my lips against his. Pulling back, I rubbed my nose with his and smiled, "Soon, I hope, Ry..." I winked at him as the hostess lady called 'Urie, party of 5' and we slowly got up.
Grabbing Ryan's hand, I kissed him on the cheek again, "Why do we have to separate again so soon?" I asked smiling as we weaved our way through the tables, luckily the chick had granted our wishes for a corner booth, and Pete and Alex were able to stick close to us as we made our way over, "Will tonight though, you and I get to be alone alone? I mean, cause I want to be alone with you," I leaned in and whispered, "Cause, I've been thinking, I might want those long skinny fingers of yours in my tight virgin ass tonight, and maybe, I dunno," I slipped my tongue out quickly to swipe his ear, "That hot hot cock of yours too..." I smirked as I pulled back and the hostess gestured to our seats.
Sliding in first, I pulled Ryan with me, allowing Pete and Alex to sit across from us. At this spot, no one could really see any of us. The waitress did an excellent job. I thanked her as she announced Eric to be our waiter today. Seeing Spencer looking around, I got his attention as he made his way over, sitting next to Ryan.
I had no clue what to say to Brendon after that. I hadn't expected it, that was for sure, but there was absolutely no way I was against it. It just had utterly shocked me to hear him say that that was what he wanted. If that was what he wanted, then I was on board 150%, perhaps 200%. The only problem would be if we were going to be alone. After all, Alex was staying at my parent's house with me. I didn't know that I wanted to have the night at his house though, I was still self-conscious around his mom after the whole issue we'd had.
Alex grinned as he didn't even open his menu. "I'm getting french toast with bacon and sausage, because what's life without some meat?" He smirked and Pete laughed along with him, nudging him a little as they sat side by side. They were funny together. They'd make a good couple if they were interested in each other, but only because of how funny and cute they were. I still didn't want Alex to hurt Spence, although I still wasn't sure what Spence's views on it was. He was straight, then experimenting kissing Alex, and then what? I wasn't sure yet.
I looked over at Alex and smiled. "I agree, on both counts. But I think I want hashbrowns with mine too. So, the question is, bacon and hashbrowns, or sausage and hashbrowns? I'm not sure which one I want more." I bit my lip and looked back down at my menu. I still wasn't sure what to say back to Brendon.
I laughed at the two of them, looking at Pete and shaking my head, "It's a gay world, and we are all just living in it," I smiled as I leaned forward and looked at Spence, "Right Poncho?" I asked, grinning at the nickname I gave him.
"Aye, aye, Paco!" he laughed, turning back to the menu. Spencer didn't get to go out to eat much, since his family didn't have the most money so when he did get to go, he made sure to pick the best thing, knowing he wouldn't get to experience it in a while. Me, on the other hand, I had been here numerous times, and I knew what I wanted, "Hey, Ry, I'm getting the strawberry pancakes, and they come with either bacon or sausage, so, you are welcome to have mine, cause, yikes...that shit is," I made a Sid Vicious face and as I closed the menu.
Again, leaning over, I smirked as I neared his ear, "Or, you could just do the bacon, and later, you can have a taste of my sausage..." I knew it was corny, but I was horny. Oh, fuck I just rhymed, but oh well, Ryan was a sexy bitch and everyone at this table would agree in a heartbeat, so I couldn't hold myself back.
I ran my hand up his thigh as I looked over to Spence, "So, you ordering everything on the menu? Cause I'm paying," I winked.
I bit my lip as Brendon's hand slid up on my thigh. I seriously had no clue what I was supposed to say or do about the situation. He was being so over the top. It wasn't as though it bothered me or anything, but I just wasn't sure I could handle it out in a public restaurant in front of our best friends and Pete Wentz, who, I could consider one of my friends too. It was just a little strange, and it caused me to squirm a little in my seat.
Glancing at Bren, I nodded a little and looked up when the waiter came and asked us for our drink orders. I ordered some juice, as did Alex and Pete, before he looked to Brendon and Spencer to get their orders. I slipped my hand down into my lap and took Brendon's in it so he wasn't feeling me up in the middle of iHop. If he did, I wouldn't be responsible for what my body did or what the sounds were that came out of my mouth. So I decided to keep his hand at least somewhat innocent by holding it in my own. I also didn't want to freak out Spence. I was sure Pete wouldn't be traumatized by it, Alex wouldn't either, but Spence would be, and a lot of other people in the shop probably would be too.
"Are you sure you have enough for all of us Bren? I mean, from what you were given to get us food? I don't want you to have to dip into your own pocket."
Pete looked up and shrugged a little. "If it costs more than what you were given, I'll cover the difference."
I grinned at Ryan as he moved our hands. I knew I was getting to him, and I loved it. It was fun in my mind, whether he liked it or not. See, the way I saw it was that I could be playful and joking and flirting around him and the guys, cause I could really care less, but him, he was trying to be all professional or something, which struck me as odd, and I wasn't sure why. Did he not want me touching him or talking to him seductively? Oh well if he didn't cause I was going to.
The waiter came back with our drinks as we all stated our order to him. Luckily Eric was a middle aged guy who probably wouldn't know Pete if he pissed on him, so we were secret safe with him.
Once we ordered, silence grew across the table. I took the opportunity to take Ryan and my hands and bring them up further in his lap. Turning to him, I smiled, "You're looking exceptionally hot today Ryan," I winked, turning my attention to Pete, "So, when should your fans expect your new album, or is that something that is still up in the air?"Ii asked as I smiled genuinely to him, but taking my fingers and lightly raking Ryan's leg as I talked and waited for Pete to reply.
Blushing softly at Brendon's words, not to mention his hands, I moved them further down my leg again, trying to keep his hands away from my crotch. I really didn't want to start moaning in the middle of iHop. I bit my lip again and shot Brendon a look, which of course he didn't see because he was too busy looking over at Pete. And probably also avoiding my eye contact so he wouldn't see the look I shot him.
Pete shrugged and chuckled. "Well, that isn't what we were working on in the studio. It was just a song for something that's coming out. It isn't for our new album, although, we could possibly put it on it, if those who asked us to do the song would allow it. I'm not really sure who it is that has the ownership of the song. But, we haven't really talked about putting it on the album." He looked over at me and smiled. "But I think we'd like to."
I smiled back and looked back down. Everyone was going to kill me when they heard the song because I'd kept quiet about it completely, and they're going to want to know why I didn't tell them about it. I thought it was okay though since they'd all hear it with everyone else, and I felt I had a right to be secretive. But there was Pete, hinting at things that I'd wanted to keep quiet. I just hoped he wasn't pressed on it more.
"Cool, cool," I smiled and nodded then looked over at Ryan. He was being all shy and quiet, which I found quite humorous, "So, did you guys sleep well last night?" I asked while I downed the water sitting in front of me. I knew it would be a mistake, cause I would have to make a trip to the restroom very soon, but, I was thirsty.
Swaying in my seat, a little, I talked to Spencer, "So, did you get a hold of everyone? And are they cool with being a little late?"
"Yea, they are running late themselves," he looked over to Pete, "I promise we aren't like this, well, like ever, we just we all up late last night, and all, and you know how tired swimming into odd hours and playing water volleyball makes you, so yea, we don't make a habit of it, I guarantee it," he tried. I knew what he was getting at. I guessed it didn't look very good for us trying to have someone come look at our band, and we were acting like we didn't give a shit, or that we were late for things at any given time. Go Spencer! I smirked as I leaned in to Ryan.
"Spencer's so on top of things," I spoke softly, "Just like I can't wait to be on top of you later..."
"Bren!” I kept my voice to a harsh whisper and looked around at the other guys at the table, hoping that they hadn’t heard him. Don’t get me wrong, I loved that he was telling me what he wanted and what he was thinking, but we were in public with friends, and it was flustering me very much.
Pete shook his head and smiled. “Trust me, it's cool. I kinda knew we were all running late this morning. I doubted that the rest of your band would be ready since we weren’t. I'ts partly my fault too, I held us up earlier too. Don’t sweat it. This is very informal anyway. I do, however, expect you to all be prompt if and when there is a formal hearing of your band.”
He grinned and looked up as Eric bought over his coffee. He thanked him quietly and immediately prepared it before taking a big sip and sighing after.
I chuckled over at him and rested my head on Brendon’s shoulder. I hoped he had had enough of tormenting me with sexual suggestions and wandering hands, but something told me that he hadn’t. Alex reached across the table and touched my cheek. “You know...” I quirked my eyebrow at him before he continued. “I think that Brendon was right, you do look really hot today. You’re not trying to impress anyone, are you? Or are you trying to live the rockstar life already?” I gave him a look, not sure what he was trying to say.
Turning towards Ryan, I kissed his head as it leaned on me, I too gave Alex a weird look, "Ryan, turning rockstar on us? What?" I asked, looking between Ryan, Alex and Pete. Shrugging when no one answered, I took my hand from Ryan's and brought it down between his back and the bench seat, sticking it slightly in the back of his pants. I wasn't touching any vital parts or anything, I was just simply resting it on his warm skin.
Sighing, Eric made it out with our food. We all got our plates and started to dig in. Taking my bacon from my plate, I sat it on Ryan's as I cut my pancakes in tiny pieces so I could eat them. That was something I always did, cut them all tiny and stuff and then eat them. Oh, and I can't forget the syrup!
I took a bite and moaned slightly. They tasted as good as they always do, "I love me some strawberries!" I smiled as I swallowed and talked, "Does everyone else's taste ok?" I asked, grinning over at Spencer who was eating an omelet, "What about you Spence?"
He yawned and shook his head, "Oh, yea, this, it's ok..." he let out. He looked exhausted, I just hoped that he had his normal energy to play.
”You just jump from topic to topic, don’t you?” Pete laughed as he looked over at Brendon. “I’m not sure I could follow the track your mind does. One minute you’re here, the next you’re somewhere completely different. Are you always this hyper? Or is this because of something in particular?”
Alex shrugged a little, looking over at me before he smiled and dug into his own food. He knew what he was talking about obviously, that didn’t mean I did though, and I was probably going to have to pull him aside and ask him later. Of course, there was the option that he figured out something about the past several days while I pushed him away that caused him to think I was living a rockstar life.
I moved a little closer to Brendon as I picked up a piece of bacon and munched on it quietly to myself. I looked over at Spence and smiled softly. “You sound as tired as me Spence. Are you gonna be playing up to normal speed later? Or are we going to need to find you Jolt or Red Bull or something? Cuz I’m sure we can stop and get some for you before we head back.”
Pouring syrup over my french toast, I cut off a piece and took a bite, making a quiet ‘mmm’ sound as I ate it. It tasted wonderful, but that could also have been because we hadn't eaten anything in a little while, well, at least since the night before. Putting my fork down, I put salt on my hashbrowns and then drizzled them in ketchup. It had to be the most ideal breakfast for me ever.
"Me?" I looked up at Pete as I chewed a mouthful of pancakes. Once my mouth was clear to talk again, "No, I'm almost always this hyper, I think..." I managed to let out as Spencer took over.
"Yes, Bren is always this hyper, especially when he wakes up in the morning, and every hour of the day. But, he definitely pulls the hyperness off on stage, that's for sure," he smiled over to me, then addressed Ryan's question, "And, don't worry about me, the both of us may be tired, but lucky enough for me, once I get behind my set I come to life."
That was true, he could be having the worse day ever, then BAM! drums come into play and he was all over it again. Digging more into my food, I sighed as I took another bite. I was really anxious to sing again. We had a great show on Friday night, and I hoped everyone brought as much today as they did to that one. Sure, we had had a lot more sleep for that show and hadn't stayed up past two in the pool, but even so, it would be interesting. I wasn't sure if I would feel bad for the band if we fucked up today or if I would feel bad for Ryan, cause he wanted Pete to appreciate us.
Oh, speaking of Ryan, it's been a while since I talked to him, "You enjoying yours?" I asked as I winked, making sure I had eye contact, I reached over and 'mistakenly' stuck my fingers in my syrup, then brought them back to my mouth, licking them seductively, but secretly and hopefully only for his eyes.
I blushed softly and glanced down before looking over at the other guys and back to Brendon. I nodded and picked up a bunch of hashbrowns on my fork. "Mhmm...it's perfect, well, as perfect as it can be without being home made." I grinned to myself before taking the bite of them. They really were good, and as far as restaurant food, it was better than most.
I leaned over and rested my head on his shoulder before nuzzling in closer to him. "Yours must obviously be good, you're eating it very fast..." I smiled and tilted my head forward to press a kiss against his neck. "I kinda wish I wasn't leaving tomorrow morning. I'm not happy that I have to get back on another flight and head back. But...if we don't show up in LA, we'll have major problems with the label and our internship will be over. So I have to go, but I really don't want to."
I glanced across the table and saw Pete watching us rather aptly. I gave him a small smile and he smiled back before he returned to his own food, moving his gaze from the two of us. I looked back up at Brendon and slid my hand onto his leg before sitting up again and giving him a smile. I didn't want my food to get cold, but at the same time I didn't want to move from Brendon's side. He was warm and comfy, and I wanted that, about as much as I wanted my food, so I was pretty much torn.
I took a bite of my french toast, just enjoying the taste as it slid down my throat before trying to understand what the rest of the guys were talking about. Alex seemed to be talking a mile a minute to Pete and Spence, and I couldn't pick up what it was that he was even saying to try and figure out what the topic was.
I grinned at Ryan. I was glad and excited that I was finally getting his attention. I needed that. I needed to know that in a room full of people, and at a table of five hot guys, that he was thinking about me. I'm not sure why, but I knew I strived for that attention. And it was a relief to be getting it.
Leaning in, I smirked, "It is good, amazing really, but not as hot and tasty and sexy and good as you Ry, nothing in the world is as good as you. Especially when you are naked and below me and moaning and writhing, fuck, you are so beautiful," I made sure to keep my voice low as I sat back up myself, indulging again into the food.
Once I got my fill, I pushed my plate slightly in front of me, then placed a hand back in Ryan's lap, just massaging his leg. I sighed as I picked up my water and took a huge gulp just as my phone started to vibrate in my pocket. Retrieving it, it was Steve, so I decided to answer, "Yo, what's up?" I asked as I smiled and pointed to the phone, mouthing Steve to Spencer, and well, whoever else was looking. My hand remained on Ryan as I continued the conversation.
I hung up and looked addressing everyone, "Well, they are there and ready to go, but I told them we were taking our time, so whenever we are ready, so are they," I raised my brow, "Wait. Did that come out right?
I chuckled softly, moving my hand down and slipping my fingers into his. I didn't care so much about anything else, it was the touch of his hand to mine. It was innocent, but yet intimate. It was what we needed, to just be there touching each other if possible, even though it wasn't really as much as possible because that would have meant being stripped naked and in bed.
"Does it matter if that came out right or not? We should probably finish up and head over so that you guys can get everything done and do the rehearsal for Pete. He does have a flight to get to this afternoon. We can't let him miss it just because we're taking our time and being very very lazy this morning." I smiled over at Brendon and leaned over to kiss him softly.
I returned to my plate and quickly finished my breakfast, following Brendon's example and pushing the plate away slightly. I reached out and got a drink of my juice before looking over at the rest of the guys. "So, whenever you guys are done, we should just go then."
Pete shrugged. "I'm in no rush, if I have to reschedule the flight, I can. But, you're probably right, Ry. We should probably finish up and head out."
Spencer agreed, "Yea, I'm cool to go, plus, if I eat any more food, I might not play very well..."
"Oh come on now, you aren't even famous, and you are already turning into an anorexic diva!" I smirked at him, biting my tongue slightly to stick out between my lips.
"At least I'm not gonna blame the performance on acid reflux..."
We both laughed at the joke, I hoped they thought it was funny, but then I thought...oops, didn't Pete have ties with the Simpson chick? Oh well, we'd all laugh in good fun, I hoped.
"No, really though," I cleared my throat to get all serious, "Maybe a nice cup of tea will do my throat some good, or," I leaned in to Ryan, nipping at his neck, "Do you think I should sing all raspy like this?" I tried with my deepest voice, but ended up almost choking and coughing in the middle. Before I could even get a drink, Spence had the waiter over and was ordering me a cup of tea, "Thanks," I mumbled as I cleared my throat again, "I guess raspy is bad..." I laughed.
"Yes, very bad," Spencer rolled his eyes as he handed me a cup of tea from the waiter as he began to take our plates, "What about you Alex? You almost ready to go," I watched Spence as he smiled genuinely to Alex.
Alex looked over at Spencer as he finished the last bite of his food. It almost looked like they could serve another meal off of his plate, it was so clean. "Wow, Lex, if I didn't know you and your lifestyle better, I'd think that you were starving and you only get one meal a week!"
He flipped me off before looking back over to Spencer and nodding with a smile. "Yep, I think I'm about as done as I'm gonna be...well, with the fact that I don't have anymore food." He shrugged a little and I glanced over to check out Spence's expression.
Pete looked at Spence, then at Alex, then at Spence. "So...you two haven't fucked yet, huh?"
My eyes bugged out as I looked at Pete before I dissolved into giggles, turning to bury my face against Brendon while I just simply couldn't hold back the giggles and laughter. It was so obvious that even Pete picked up on it after being around them for not even twenty four hours. That had to tell both of them something!
Alex furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Pete before over at Spencer and back at Pete. He shook his head and shrugged. "I haven't fucked all the guys around here regardless of whatever impression you have of me. There are a few I haven't." He grinned, and I knew that it was a comment made with humor, but, I knew him, it was said so dryly that I was sure the rest of them were sure he was being serious. I didn't know how Spence would take that, but I smirked because I got the 'joke.'
I was shaking hard as I giggled back with Ryan. Wrapping my arm around his shoulder, I managed to poke Spencer before getting a tighter grip on Ryan until Alex spoke, "Oh, so only just a few you haven't?" I winked at Alex as I took a sip of my tea. Weird, it was probably nearing 100 degrees outside, and I was slightly cold in here and sipping on tea.
Maneuvering to get in my wallet, I leaned into Ryan and pulled it out. Taking out the fifty my grandpa gave me as well as a twenty from my own stash, laying it on the table I bit my lip, "You think that'll cover the food and a tip?" I asked, throwing it out, not really wanting to wait for the waiter. I usually was a huge tipper, I just knew how it was serving people, I think everyone deserves a good tip, hell, the guy was probably making two something an hour, so, he deserved it.
I let out a yawn as I pulled Ryan more into me. Kissing the skin I came in contact with, I sighed. I just hoped my voice was ready for this. The guys could blame it on there instruments, but my instrument was my voice, and I was the only one who could control it, and that scared me if we were to get big. What if something were to happen to my voice, ever... I wasn't sure what I could do about it, and that scared me for sure.
I shrugged a little and then saw Pete throw out another twenty. "If not, that will." He smiled at Brendon before he too looked over at Alex.
Alex nodded and shrugged a little. "Yeah, just a few. I mean c'mon, I get around, right? I'm the local stallion." He smirked and winked at me. "It's part of why I had to go to LA. Whole new world of prospects. Vegas just got too small for me."
I shook my head at him. "So does that mean that you're not staying in Vegas next semester like you talked about? Are you going back to your college or transferring home?"
He shrugged a little and grinned. "I dunno, maybe I'll stay in LA instead. Lots of good looking guys. Besides, I could go and live with Pete!"
Pete laughed and shrugged. "I've got the space. You'd be welcome, but you might have to share a room with Hemmy. He hasn't told me which one is his that he's not giving up yet though. You may find that out after you've already moved in."
I chuckled and looked over at Brendon as he started to get out of the booth after Spencer, me slipping out after him. I still couldn't read how Spence was taking what Alex was saying. His face wasn't giving enough away for me to tell.
I furrowed my brows at Ryan and Alex's conversation, tuning out everything else that they were saying. Alex was going to be staying in Vegas? Well, transferring to Vegas? Ryan hadn't mentioned anything about that to me. Not that it mattered, really, it was just something I hadn't expected. Ok, so maybe I thought that I could be the one who took Alex's place when his Ryan's best friend was far away and he was missing him.
Or, maybe just thought about it too much.
Following the rest of the guys as they got out of the booth, I took Ryan's hand in mine and smiled to him trying to keep quiet so I wouldn't interrupt the other conversation going on, "You really do look exceptionally well today, just remind me of that next time I rush you to get ready," I pecked him on the lips as the other three continued to talk. Looking over at Spencer, he looked deep in thought, biting his lip with his hands stuffed in his pockets. I patted him on the back, smirking at him, I knew I had to ask him what was up later, knowing he wouldn't say anything in front of the other guys. I hoped it had nothing to do with Alex's remark, and most of all that he didn't take it seriously.
We made it out to my car, everyone getting in as I turned the air on full blast. It was a good thing that we were going to Spencer's house, because there was no way we could hold his drums and all these people. And also a good thing all I needed was a mic, cause that I could keep in my glove box.
I smiled back at Brendon as we all headed out to the car, keeping my body in as close to his as I could get while we walked. It was a task seeing as how walking when meshed against someone wasn't always easy because your legs could get tangled and then you could trip and fall. That would just be very bad. Luckily we made it to the car without tripping.
Pete and Alex were talking in depth about something. They were walking together and I felt bad for Spence because from the outside it almost looked like two couples and a fifth person, Spence being the odd man out. I knew Alex and Pete weren't a couple, but they were so engrossed in discussing whatever it was that they were talking about, that they'd suddenly excluded the rest of us and were walking very close and cosy with each other while they talked.
"So...Spence...Are we going to be seeing you in LA next time Bren comes out? Or are you going to stay home for the next visit? I just figure I should know in advance so we can kick Alex out of the apartment for the night and you'll have a bed so you won't have to sleep on the couch." I grinned over at him as we arrived at the car. Alex and Pete climbed into the back together, still talking as if they forgot that we were even there.
Spencer cleared his throat as he watch Alex and Pete, somewhat interrupting his thoughts, he looked at Ryan, "Yea, you know, I dunno, I'll prolly be busy or something, you know getting ready for college and working or what not, you never know, cause um, yea..." he shrugged as he walked around the car, getting in the back with the other two.
Looking at Ryan, I pulled him into me, "You think he's ok? I wonder if he took Alex serious before?" I pouted out my lip as I leaned in and kissed Ryan, somewhat fondling and groping him as I did so. I pulled back and pecked his lips again. "I'll talk to him, and let him know he was kidding, I mean, that is if he truly cares, cause Lord only knows what is going on with those two..."
Pecking him again, I slapped his ass so that we could get in the car and head to Spencer's. The other three were probably dying in the car with the power windows and the whole green house effect kicking in. Wiping my sweat that had accumulated in the short time outside, I sat in the car, starting it and heading to Spence's.
I sat beside Brendon in the car, just listening as Alex and Pete rambled on about whatever they were talking about. I glanced in the back at them and I didn't like the fact that Spencer looked so left out because they were just going on and on. I still wasn't sure what they were talking about, but, I wasn't exactly listening to the words, just the sound of them talking.
"So, Spence. I don't think I've asked you where you're going to college. Besides the band, I really don't know what it is that you're doing after the summer is over...care to fill me in? I mean, as your manager I should know this information, right?"
I chuckled softly and winked at him as I rested my head against the headrest, looking at him while also looking at Brendon. "Are you staying in Vegas? Or are you going away to college? Cuz if you're going away, I'm gonna miss you." I pouted and gave him puppy dog eyes before chuckling and smiling at him.
Reaching over, my hand found Brendon's and I threaded our fingers together, just lightly running my fingertips up and down between his fingers, letting the tips rub gently at the webbing at the base of his fingers. I really didn't want Spence feeling left out, but at the same time, I wasn't going to not touch Brendon because I was talking to Spencer.
I glanced down at Ryan's hand and smiled as I drove, trying to pay attention to the road, but also listening to Spencer, "Yea, I'm staying in Vegas, for the most part, I'm going to a college just an hour away, so I'll be commuting most of the time. I got a scholarship, so I have to have a place on campus, but I am gonna be home a lot, I'm sure of that," I could tell he still wasn't smiling by the way he talked.
"Spence got a scholarship in English, I tried to tell him that he, Mr. Literature, would be writing the lyrics, but he won't," I added.
"Yea, I don't write or read much poetry like stuff, I am more for short stories and novels and what not. But, most the time people won't read my writings, so, I am sticking with the drums, plus, with the drums, I dunno, they come so natural to me that I don't have to pay attention to what I am doing, I can just think about stories and stuff..."
Plus he gets a handle on writing slash sometimes too. But, of course that was his little secret, that he didn't even know that I knew. I was just snooping around in his room once and playing on his computer when I opened a whole folder of slash writings. I had to say, he was pretty good, and they made me kind of horny...
But, wait, what didn't make me horny?
I nodded a little. "Well, I'm glad you'll still be around. I wouldn't want to have to miss you too much." I winked at him before looking back at Brendon. "So, this means we're all gonna be in Vegas, or just outside of Vegas. What about the other guys? Are all of the guys gonna be sticking around? Or are we losing a few to out of state colleges?"
Turning a little in my seat, I changed my body to face Brendon, reaching over with my free hand to play with his fingers with both my hands. He needed to concentrate on the road, but that didn't mean that I wasn't allowed to play with his fingers and just enjoy the innocent yet intimate feeling of holding his hand and touching his hand without fear or worry.
"We'll have to schedule actual practices when you can get in from college. It sucks that you're living on campus though and living so far away." I made a face of thought. "I've actually thought about getting an apartment off campus for next year. That way I wouldn't have to deal with all the dorm stuff, but I'd still be on my own so I wouldn't be at my parent's house all the time. If we were all in the same area, I'd say we all rent a house together so that we could all be together. But then, we could have the possibility of all getting sick of each other."
Shrugging a little, my eyes slid over to my hands with Brendon's. It would have been cool to get a house all of us together, but, I knew they usually made freshman go dorms for their first year and then give them more freedom. Thats what my college did to me.
I grinned at Ryan as I pulled onto Spencer's street, "Well, Steve is still in high school, so he is out on that, but will still be in Vegas for sure. And the other two are going to VU, so that should be ok. Living together would be fun, but you are right, we would get sick of each other,' I laughed, "Well, not me of you, of course," I winked as I pulled into Spencer's driveway.
The other guys were sitting on Spence's porch just waiting for us. Once I parked, we all filed out and approached them, "Bout damn time," Steve joked, "Spence, we all forgot the code to the garage to get inside, so we've been out here for about twenty minutes."
"Eh, some sweating will do you some good!" I walked over to Spencer's garage and typed in 5-3-8-5 which it the last four digit of his phone number and waited for the door to open before I walked inside. It was hotter than love in there, so I made my way to the fans and turned them on, then opened the door to the patio, and also the windows. "Oh, my mic!" I exclaimed as I passed Ryan, bringing his lips to mine, before heading to my car to get my mic.
I walked over to Spencer after kissing Brendon and slid my arm around his shoulders. "Spence...you don't look happy. You don't sound happy either. I don't like when my friends aren't happy. Of course, whatever it is, I'm sure you're not going to tell me, why would you? I'm not your best friend or anything. But...if there's anything I can do..." I glanced up and saw Brendon making his way back toward us. "Just tell me, okay? Because although I may not be Brendon, I do hope that we're friends enough that you could tell me..."
I really would have loved to have heard what was upsetting him, but I knew better than to ask or push for that sort of information when he wasn't wanting to give it to me. Of course, I didn't know if he really wanted to give the the information, but either way, I wasn't going to push the topic. He'd tell me if he wanted to, and if not, well, I hoped that he'd tell Brendon.
Alex and Pete started talking to the other guys as they all headed over to the garage. I slipped my arm from around Spencer's shoulders, watching the guys go inside as Brendon reached us. I reached out and pulled him in against me, slipping my arm around his waist and snuggling in against him a little. I didn't want to step on Spencer's shoes if he was going to make any sort of response, I didn't want to interrupt him. But still.
I tilted my head to Brendon's and murmured softly. "You guys are gonna do great."
Grinning from ear to ear, I looked at Spencer, "We are gonna break a leg, right?" I winked. When he didn't even crack a smile, I turned my head to the side and stared at him.
He licked his lips, "Um, I know this isn't the time or place or anything, but was Alex really telling the truth back at lunch, or was he just joking?" Spencer bit his lip as he continued, "I mean, it really doesn't matter or anything, you know, cause we are all just friends and all, but, I mean, could Alex just be hanging out with me more to get in my pants, not that I want to get in his pants or that I have even thought about getting in his pants or anything. It's just, that is a lot of pants and stuff, and I just, I dunno..." he looked between the two of us, with his eyes settling on Ryan.
I let out the breath I was holding the entire time he talked. I honestly didn't know...I had no words to help Spencer, looking to Ryan, I kissed him on the cheek, "Babe, I'm gonna let you take this one, since you have more insight than I do," I patted Spencer on the back, "I'm gonna go set up, we will be ready when you are, but take your time with this, ok," I offered a smile as I walked over, plugging in my mic.
I frowned a little and watched Brendon walk away before looking over at Spencer. "He was joking, Spence. He may not be innocent by any means, but he's not that big of a whore that he's slept around with most of Vegas. It's not my place to disclose his sexual past..." I glanced over at all the guys setting up and getting ready.
"He's had sex though." I turned back to look at him. "I'm sure you already figured that." I reached up and scratched the back of my head and gave him a little shrug. "He's really good in bed too...in case you're curious or interested." I gave him a little grin and shrugged again before putting my hands into my pockets.
"Honestly though, Spence, Lex is a little bit of a whore, at least he was...well, so was I. Although...I'm not sure if whore is the best word. He's had his fair share of guys, as have I. I'm not going to go into numbers because its possible I don't know what they actually are. But, he would never give a friend attention just to get into their pants. He'd respect the friendship first and foremost unless it was mutually agreed upon. Not every friendship that gets complicated by sex can turn out the way my relationship with him turned out."
"Oh," Spencer said, "Ok, I get it. And, yea, I understand. I mean, not everyone is as naive as us and what not. But, thanks Ryan, I didn't mean to overreact or anything, it just seemed that Alex and I were cool and all, but then when Pete came that it all stopped. Which, I really don't blame him, cause Pete is Pete, but like you said, friends are important, and I could possibly be a friend of his longer than Pete will be, you know since he is the producer and all..." he looked over at us as I gave him a short wave, "So, I guess we should play, and thanks again Ryan," I saw them hug as Spencer made his way over to his set.
Sitting down, he looked at us like he had been waiting for us the whole time. Yep, my Spencer was back, "What are we waiting for? We have Pete Wentz here, come on!" he smiled.
I shook my head and walked over to him, kissing him on the head, "I love ya, Spence," I whispered as he looked up at me and replied 'ditto'. Making my way back to the mic post, I smiled at our audience, "So, do we have any requests?" All I got were blank stares, so I turned to Steve, "Ok, 'Too Good Too Be' is it!" I smiled as I began singing the 'Da-da's" slapping my hand on my leg to the beat as the guitar kicked in.
I wandered over and Alex pulled me onto his knee as he and Pete were sitting in the only two seats that were there. I leaned back against Alex's chest, his arms were around my waist, and I smiled as I looked over at the guys. Pete was sitting forward in his chair, watching the guys and prepared for them to set off into the music.
Feeling jittery myself, I tried to keep myself calm by running my fingers over Alex's, pouring all of my nerves and jitters into that movement. I wanted the guys to be amazing. I wanted Alex and I to be right about them. I wanted Pete to love them.
I held my breath slightly as they hit the first notes and set off into the song.
