Replacement//Ryllon

You're Ryan Ross, Right?

~Dallon's POV~

I don’t really like waking up to my phone blasting that dreading alarm. I whine and pick up my battered phone to turn off the alarm. I close my eyes, the realization hitting me like a truck very quickly.

I'm meeting Ryan freaking Ross today.

I sit up and stretch my arms before rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. Opening the wardrobe doors, my eyes land on a casual outfit. A plain white t-shirt and dark blue skinny jeans with a cute black flannel shirt over the top.

A/N: He's wearing the outfit in this picture oof

I pull out my phone and see that Ryan has texted me, and that makes my heart flutter with happening.

Ryan: Hey Dallon. Can't wait to see you :)

~Time skip~

I walk into the coffee shop and my eyes look around, looking for the smaller boy. After not seeing him, I find an empty table and pull the chair back. I nervously sit down, tapping my thumb against the glossy wood.

The sound of a bell rings as the door opens, so I look up. My eyes meet with his. He looks warm and flustered so I offer him a small smile. The corners of his lips turn up as he smiles back, it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. He walks over and when Ryan sits down I notice his heavy breathing. He looks a little pale and almost hesitant, and it’s now that I am able to look into his warm, honey coloured eyes.

"Hey, you okay?" I ask him, frowning a bit as I reach over and place my hand on his.

"Oh, um..."

Ryan's breathing quickens a bit and his eyes become a little glossy. I watch cautiously as beads of sweat drip down his forehead. That’s when it hits me. Ryan's having a panic attack.