What wouldn't I do for you?
She had the World
Ryan's [P.O.V.]
Well what a lovely day. My locker jammed between every period until I was unwillingly stuffed into it. I don't have my phone with me so I am forced to be crammed into this small unforgiving space. I really wish that maybe some one would miss me, but Brendon is sick at home. I don't think he is really sick. I think he has some bad bruises. Last night I was over still when his dad came home. His father is not my biggest fan only because he doesn't know all of it but he has an idea about what Brendon and I really are. Why can't he just accept and love his son for who he is? Isn't that what a father should be like? I really don't consider my parents, parents in any sense of the word. They honestly only care when it comes to my mental health because they don't want anyone finding out their only offspring is a fucking psycho. I feel a rush of hot tears about to hit the surface. My thoughts had done it. All I want is to find some one who loves and accepts me for who I am. Well Brendon does even though he doesn't always understand what is going on with me. He tries and for that I love him even more. He can be so comforting when he wants to be. I wish that I could do the same for him, but what can I do? I'm crazy lunatic who just happened to catch the attention of the most beautiful man in the world. I hear a soft voice outside my locker say
"I don't love you." I murmur
"Must just be passing the time. Maybe if they knew how to lie." Well my fingers started to drum on the locker a bit as I hummed.
I don't love you I'm just passing the time.
You could love me if I knew how to lie,
but who could love me I am out of my mind.
It sounded so pretty so right. I honestly loved it, but was it about me? Could it be about me? I thought no. I love Brendon more than the moon and the sun. He was a dream I would cling to forever. I threw my line out to see, see if I can't catch a dream. I did catch a dream though. I caught him. A small voice yet again whispered
"If only you could see me. You never saw ME." I was so ashamed to be eavesdropping but what else was there to do? I was jammed into a locker by a boy like three times my size ( not a difficult 'feat I might add. I was know for being the walking stick). I hummed again trying to write more until I heard a soft
"Have you seen Ryan today?" It was such a familiar voice that my heart was in my throat trying to escape. I yelled
"I'm in the locker! Bren, please help me!" He rushed over as I could tell from the haste of his muffled footsteps. He started to twist the combination I hoped he got it correct on the first time. I wanted to hold him and never let him go. When I heard the click the door swung open and I ran to hug Brendon. He smiled,
"How long you been in there Ryan?"
"Too long." I shudder in response. He smiles kisses my lips gently and wraps me in a warm loving embrace. I smile just as I see Mikey walking by holding hands with a guy I knew all too well. I feel my mood go from elated to WTAF. I mutter
"When the fuck did that happen?" Brendon turns to me and whispers
"When did what happen." I point lightly toward Mikey now kissing Pete. Brendon smiles "Like three days ago. Isn't it cute?" I shake my head furiously
"No, No, No, Nope, Nopety Nope, Nope!" Brendon gives me a look like why are you going crazy Ryan? Do I need to get you back to the institution? I just sigh and hum
"I don't love you I'm just passing the time,
You could love me if I knew how to lie,
but who could love me I am out of my mind.
Throwing a line out to see, see if I can't catch a dream."
Brendon wraps his strong arms around me and whispers
"I could love you. I love you already. You are beautifully unique in every way and that makes you perfect." I smiled at him. He was just a tad shorter than me. I loved that I really didn't have to bend down to kiss his perfect smile. He was perfect in every way not me, but he would never believe it. I looked at his soft eyes. They looked broken today. He had a nice shiner on one of them. I saw a soft bruise on his cheek and gently whisked my hand over it. He flinched but relaxed quickly. I kissed his bruised cheek bone and whispered
"Angels are jealous of your beauty." He blushed but the bruise hid it fairly well. I smiled knowing I had made my lovely perfect boyfriend happy. Everything was beautiful until I heard a throaty noise from behind us
"Ahem." I turn to see Mikey my understanding lovely friend and his new play toy Pete. I smiled at Mikey and gave a sour look to Pete who returned the gesture. Mikey smiled
"This is Pete he is my boyfriend now!" He sounded so excited I felt bad for hating Pete. I whispered darkly
"We've met." Pete gave a snooty face as I just brushed him off. Mikey whispered
"I see you two don't really get along." Pete smirked
"Yeah, me and Ryan have a long history. It isn't all that happy." I muttered
"You can say that again." Brendon huffed and put his arm around my waist mildly in defense but also to calm me down. He kissed my hair and whispered
"Let Mikey be happy. You love him remember that." I heard a small yelp from behind me
"Gerard, I said 'don't do that'!" Frank was giggling like crazy as Gerard poked him in the sides. I smiled,
"Gerard, are you harassing my brother?"
"Ryan, never would I do that. I am appalled at your accusation! I would think it be beneath a man of your prominence to accuse a lowly commoner like me of such a heinous act." He smirked devilishly as he kissed Frankie's cheek.
"I just assumed that you being such a low class fellow would be the only kind to commit such dreadful acts such as adultery." I snickered. Frank looked up and shook his head laughing
"Gee, come on. We can't tell them everything." Brendon smiled devilishly as he whispered
"You mean that Frankie here is still a virgin? We all knew that. He still has that nice virgin glow." Frank blushed Brendon muttered "There it is." I giggled
"Brendon, if blushing makes you a virgin then you are defiantly still a virgin. You blushed less than five minutes ago." Pete snickered
"Ryan, just couldn't preform could he? I heard other stories about such issues." I shot him a death glare. He wouldn't! Would he? I sighed and muttered
"Don't say it. Don't say it." Brendon petted my hair smoothing it out. I sighed trying to stay calm as Pete smirked
"Yeah, me and Ryan had a fling. Really bad part was we were getting ready to you know do the fun stuff. Well he couldn't get it up. When he finally did he lasted maybe 40 seconds. It was really weak." I felt a tear prick at my eye. Brendon pulled me into a hug. I just tried so hard not to cry. The problem was Pete only told part of the story. He didn't say that he was trying to rape me. I just whispered
"I need you to know the full truth not just his side. There was so much more to it." Brendon pulled me away form him to look me in the eyes
"I will believe anything you tell me don't ever doubt it. My love for you is infinite." I remembered one of my favorite lines from a song I wrote.
"The world's a broken bone,
melt your headache call it home."
I cuddled closer to Brendon in the depressingly bright school hallway as he whispered,
"You are home Ry. You are home."
Well what a lovely day. My locker jammed between every period until I was unwillingly stuffed into it. I don't have my phone with me so I am forced to be crammed into this small unforgiving space. I really wish that maybe some one would miss me, but Brendon is sick at home. I don't think he is really sick. I think he has some bad bruises. Last night I was over still when his dad came home. His father is not my biggest fan only because he doesn't know all of it but he has an idea about what Brendon and I really are. Why can't he just accept and love his son for who he is? Isn't that what a father should be like? I really don't consider my parents, parents in any sense of the word. They honestly only care when it comes to my mental health because they don't want anyone finding out their only offspring is a fucking psycho. I feel a rush of hot tears about to hit the surface. My thoughts had done it. All I want is to find some one who loves and accepts me for who I am. Well Brendon does even though he doesn't always understand what is going on with me. He tries and for that I love him even more. He can be so comforting when he wants to be. I wish that I could do the same for him, but what can I do? I'm crazy lunatic who just happened to catch the attention of the most beautiful man in the world. I hear a soft voice outside my locker say
"I don't love you." I murmur
"Must just be passing the time. Maybe if they knew how to lie." Well my fingers started to drum on the locker a bit as I hummed.
I don't love you I'm just passing the time.
You could love me if I knew how to lie,
but who could love me I am out of my mind.
It sounded so pretty so right. I honestly loved it, but was it about me? Could it be about me? I thought no. I love Brendon more than the moon and the sun. He was a dream I would cling to forever. I threw my line out to see, see if I can't catch a dream. I did catch a dream though. I caught him. A small voice yet again whispered
"If only you could see me. You never saw ME." I was so ashamed to be eavesdropping but what else was there to do? I was jammed into a locker by a boy like three times my size ( not a difficult 'feat I might add. I was know for being the walking stick). I hummed again trying to write more until I heard a soft
"Have you seen Ryan today?" It was such a familiar voice that my heart was in my throat trying to escape. I yelled
"I'm in the locker! Bren, please help me!" He rushed over as I could tell from the haste of his muffled footsteps. He started to twist the combination I hoped he got it correct on the first time. I wanted to hold him and never let him go. When I heard the click the door swung open and I ran to hug Brendon. He smiled,
"How long you been in there Ryan?"
"Too long." I shudder in response. He smiles kisses my lips gently and wraps me in a warm loving embrace. I smile just as I see Mikey walking by holding hands with a guy I knew all too well. I feel my mood go from elated to WTAF. I mutter
"When the fuck did that happen?" Brendon turns to me and whispers
"When did what happen." I point lightly toward Mikey now kissing Pete. Brendon smiles "Like three days ago. Isn't it cute?" I shake my head furiously
"No, No, No, Nope, Nopety Nope, Nope!" Brendon gives me a look like why are you going crazy Ryan? Do I need to get you back to the institution? I just sigh and hum
"I don't love you I'm just passing the time,
You could love me if I knew how to lie,
but who could love me I am out of my mind.
Throwing a line out to see, see if I can't catch a dream."
Brendon wraps his strong arms around me and whispers
"I could love you. I love you already. You are beautifully unique in every way and that makes you perfect." I smiled at him. He was just a tad shorter than me. I loved that I really didn't have to bend down to kiss his perfect smile. He was perfect in every way not me, but he would never believe it. I looked at his soft eyes. They looked broken today. He had a nice shiner on one of them. I saw a soft bruise on his cheek and gently whisked my hand over it. He flinched but relaxed quickly. I kissed his bruised cheek bone and whispered
"Angels are jealous of your beauty." He blushed but the bruise hid it fairly well. I smiled knowing I had made my lovely perfect boyfriend happy. Everything was beautiful until I heard a throaty noise from behind us
"Ahem." I turn to see Mikey my understanding lovely friend and his new play toy Pete. I smiled at Mikey and gave a sour look to Pete who returned the gesture. Mikey smiled
"This is Pete he is my boyfriend now!" He sounded so excited I felt bad for hating Pete. I whispered darkly
"We've met." Pete gave a snooty face as I just brushed him off. Mikey whispered
"I see you two don't really get along." Pete smirked
"Yeah, me and Ryan have a long history. It isn't all that happy." I muttered
"You can say that again." Brendon huffed and put his arm around my waist mildly in defense but also to calm me down. He kissed my hair and whispered
"Let Mikey be happy. You love him remember that." I heard a small yelp from behind me
"Gerard, I said 'don't do that'!" Frank was giggling like crazy as Gerard poked him in the sides. I smiled,
"Gerard, are you harassing my brother?"
"Ryan, never would I do that. I am appalled at your accusation! I would think it be beneath a man of your prominence to accuse a lowly commoner like me of such a heinous act." He smirked devilishly as he kissed Frankie's cheek.
"I just assumed that you being such a low class fellow would be the only kind to commit such dreadful acts such as adultery." I snickered. Frank looked up and shook his head laughing
"Gee, come on. We can't tell them everything." Brendon smiled devilishly as he whispered
"You mean that Frankie here is still a virgin? We all knew that. He still has that nice virgin glow." Frank blushed Brendon muttered "There it is." I giggled
"Brendon, if blushing makes you a virgin then you are defiantly still a virgin. You blushed less than five minutes ago." Pete snickered
"Ryan, just couldn't preform could he? I heard other stories about such issues." I shot him a death glare. He wouldn't! Would he? I sighed and muttered
"Don't say it. Don't say it." Brendon petted my hair smoothing it out. I sighed trying to stay calm as Pete smirked
"Yeah, me and Ryan had a fling. Really bad part was we were getting ready to you know do the fun stuff. Well he couldn't get it up. When he finally did he lasted maybe 40 seconds. It was really weak." I felt a tear prick at my eye. Brendon pulled me into a hug. I just tried so hard not to cry. The problem was Pete only told part of the story. He didn't say that he was trying to rape me. I just whispered
"I need you to know the full truth not just his side. There was so much more to it." Brendon pulled me away form him to look me in the eyes
"I will believe anything you tell me don't ever doubt it. My love for you is infinite." I remembered one of my favorite lines from a song I wrote.
"The world's a broken bone,
melt your headache call it home."
I cuddled closer to Brendon in the depressingly bright school hallway as he whispered,
"You are home Ry. You are home."
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