Don't Stop The Clock: Ryden Fanfiction

Thanksgiving Dinner Blast

Sarah was scrolling through her social media. She decided there was no harm in looking at her recently tagged. The latest thing she was tagged in was a video of her husband, who is the lead singer of the US pop punk band Panic! At The Disco, (also known as P!ATD), Brendon Urie, and a former band mate of his, Ryan Ross. Sarah knew the fans were crazy and wanted Brendon to be with Ryan, so she had seen many of these videos before, but this one was different. She really did pay attention to the clips, and to her, they seemed really close. Do they really hate each other over something like lyrics?

Because Sarah was having doubts, she started treating Brendon poorly. So, he tried to stay out her way, and tried his very hardest not to upset her ( even though she seemed upset all the time).One day, Brendon was fed up and couldn't take it anymore, "Sarah, what is wrong with you, you scream about everything now?!" Sarah was shocked, she never expected Brendon to have an outburst. Brendon stood there waiting for his answer, but he didn't have to wait long, because Sarah didn't take long to respond, " You are what's wrong, Brendon, I have to wake up and question my husband's loyalty. I shouldn't have to do that; No women should."

Brendon was now not only angry but confused, "Sarah, what the hell are you talking about? I haven't been with anyone else. Are you talking about Dallon? As I've said over 20 times, that is how we keep the fans hap-" He was cut off by a weak voice, " I am not talking about Dallon, I'm talking about him." Brendon looked at the floor, "I don't have any connections with him, last time i saw him was.... I don't even remember."

"That might be true, but you did love him right?"

He nods as his eyes began to water "I was heartbroken, upset, and angry when he left."

"Do you still have feelings for him Brendon?" Sarah asks, noticing his current state.

He looked at her, "He will always hold a place in my heart, but I love you." She wiped his eye with her sleeve. "I'm inviting him to our Thanksgiving dinner, show no sign of love and I'll fall back on my suspicions." He nodded, he didn't know how we was going to do this but he sure as hell was going to try.

The party didn't take long to come, despite the fact that it was three weeks it felt like only 2 days to Brendon. He'd been practicing for Ryan's arrival, he wasn't going to talk to him, look at him, or make contact with him just in and out.

Brendon was sweating bricks, sitting at the table with Ryan, his no good ex best friend who left him after everything they had done together. "Who made this beautiful meal?"asked Ryan " Me and Brendon put it together." Sarah sat down and started getting her food. Bredon silently loaded his plate with turkey, peas, and sweet potatoes . He glanced at Ryan at the wrong moment, Ryan was doing his sexy lip bite which made Brendon feel weird ( especially in his pants).

After about an hour of conversing and laughter the females went to tour the house, while the males went outside to the swimming pool. As the others swam and dived in their dressy clothing Ryan stood off to the side. Dallon managed to make his way to Ryan, "Can I call you Ryan?" He looked up at Dallon, "O-of course you can." Dallon had a warm smile, " Why don't you come join us in the pool?" Ryan stepped back and started getting nervous, for everyone was staring at the two, "I-I-I can't my clothes." Dallon smirk and snicker he began chanting, " RYAN! RYAN! RYAN! RYAN!" Others started to join which flustered Ryan, he covered his face with his hand. He took a peak through his middle and ring finger at Brendon who was not chanting.

Brendon was scared, what if Ryan gave in and fell and broke every bone in his body? He still cleared the pool. "Alright, alright I'll dive." Brendon started biting his nails, not wanting to watch what happens next. He looks down at the ground until he hears, SPLOOSH! He watched the water waiting for Ryan to rise. "Damn he can hold his breath for a long time!"Kenny exclaims. "Guys I don't think he's holding his breath!" Dallon says his voice shaky because he too was scared. They worked together to pull him out and he was out cold. After a bunch of slapping , they concluded he needed CPR.