I could be the fly on your wall (chapter 5)
Title: I could be the fly on your wall
Author: sarcasticweathe
Rating: um.. I'm really bad with rating but it's fairly tame at the moment so PG (with occasional swearing)
Pairings: Rydon, side parings: Peterick and Gabilliam
Warnings: A bit of angst and light swearing (nothing too bad)
POV: 1st person, Ryan
Summary: Ryan's been in love with Brendon for so long, too long, something has to give. Just your usual Ontour!fic but hey :)
Disclaimer: Yeah.. for this to be true I'd have to be Ryan Ross, and if I was Ryan this would be a hell of a lot better written ;)
Author's Note: This is my first fic so :D I warn you it's unbeta'd so..
I woke up, not to cruel verbal abuse from Jon not to whispered conversations not meant for my ears, but to the smell of coffee. When I opened my eyes, I saw not the pure, untampered greeness of the forest, not the clearly obssessed posters that belong to Bill (they're all midtown) but the strangely comforting mess that is our bedroom.
It took me a matter of minutes to realise I'd woken up in a bed that wasn't my own. Again.
"Gimme a minute"
It was at that point I realised I wasn't on my own, I was in Brendon's bed, with Brendon.
Then I realised we had an audience, well Spencer.
"Er, Bren..."
"Yeah?"
"Tomorrow's come"
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So proud that I actually managed to complete a story (first time EVER!) So hooray for me :)
Yeah it's short, but meh it's an ending!