2 am. Saturday night. I can't sleep. I have something on my mind.

Someone on my mind.

'That's it' I thought and got out of bed and put some decent clothes on, and my lavender jacket.

Hopefully. Ryan would be awake at 2:36 in the morning. I mean he had a game tonight so he could be tired. Hopefully he won't mind me stopping by at this time.

I went to the game, but left early since I had so much homework that needed to be done and I wanted to keep my straight A record of course. So after about 20 minutes into the game, I left and walked the mile distance back to my house.

I slipped on my shoes and quietly opened my window to sneak out, being released to the cold air.

"Shit.." I mumble removing my glasses to rub my face, then putting them back on.

I climbed down the drain pipe until my feet planted on the ground.

Now I'm on the sidewalk in front of my house to begin the journey. It shouldn't be too long, just about 15 minutes.

I slipped earbuds into my ears to have music in the background of my walk.

I take breaths. In. Out. Repeat. I can see the icy cloud that forms my breath.

I look at my feet throughout my walk. occasionally looking up at the light polluted sky. Not but one star up in the black. Isolated from the others. Alone.

I stop and I notice something. It stands out. It's the only one of thousands that is showing its luminance.

It seems isolated, not part of the other clusters and clusters and stars. But it's an individual star. The only one people will notice. Not in a group. It's the only one.

Interesting.

Oh look, I'm in front of Ryan's house.

I walk behind his house knowing his bedroom is on the backside. I'm not creepy I swear.

I quietly, but loud enough so he can hear, knock on his window. This is easier because his house is only one story, whereas mine is two stories and you have to climb up a drainpipe.

I wait a minute. Then the window slowly rises only to reveal a shirtless Ryan, who's face turns a bright red when he sees me.

"E-excuse me Brendon." He said with an embarrassed laugh, quickly shutting the curtains.

I leaned against the windowsill waiting for him to come back out.

He opened his curtains back, now wearing a black hoodie, and leaned against the windowsill across from me.

"So, mr. Urie- that's your last name right?". I nod and he smiles.

"So, mr. Urie, what brings you to my fabulous casa?" Ryan asks sarcastically.

"I guess I just had some things on my mind." I shrugged, "I was lonely. Wanted to talk to you. Sorry I missed the last part of your game by the way." I explain shivering from the cold.

"It's fine, don't worry about it." Ryan explained with a wave. "We won, no surprise there." He laughs.

"Okay kid let's not get cocky." I joke and we both laugh.

"Here, let's go somewhere that's not my bedroom window." Ryan said climbing out the window.

"Awe but I felt like we were having a Romeo and Juliet moment." I pout jokingly, and he ruffles my hair.

"Follow me."

I do as told.

I see a bunch of trees sort of like a woods setting.

It was quite beautiful.

Ryan lived on a big chunk of land. I've only been to his house once but we didn't go back here. It's a peaceful setting.

There's a hammock between two trees and Ryan lays in it, looking at me like he's waiting for me to join him.

I look confused, but don't complain. I step in and the hammock goes everywhere, yet we both end up laying in it comfortably.

We're quite close together too. Again, not complaining.

"So what were you doing up at 2:30 am? I'd expect you to be tired after the game." I asked curiously.

He shrugged. "Guess I had somethings on my mind as well." he looked my direction, but I didn't look back.

We both look up at the sky. Cloudy, dark, starless. But still something about it makes me want to keep staring.

"The sky is pretty tonight don't you think?" Ryan asks me as we're staring up.

I turn my head to look at him. I admire his beauty. I can't stop looking but I know at some point, I'm gonna have to. "yeah.. it really is."

We're silent for awhile, but it's a time like this where words don't really need to be said. Until Ryan said something to break our silence.

"Brendon let me ask you," Ryan began. I was listening. "What's it like to be gay?"

I couldn't help but laugh. Ryan, however, was dead serious.

"You're serious? Well there's nothing to explain really. I'm just like you except, I like to kiss boys." I shrug not knowing what else I should say.

Ryan gives a nod. "I guess I've never really had the experience to like a guy. I've been with a girl for so long. I don't know." he explains.

"Well Ryan, you don't need to figure things out right now. You have your whole life ahead of you. Nobody's rushing you to figure things out." I add.

"Do your parents know?" he asks me.

I quietly laugh again. "Do you know what my parents would do if they found out their son was a homo?" I asked mockingly. "They would not be happy, let me tell you my friend."

"So, you've been hiding it all your life? Wow, impressive." he admits and I smile.

"Well, I guess not my whole life. I didn't come out of the womb knowing I was gay." I say with a quiet chuckle, "but since I was about 13 or 14. I'm not too sure." That part was true. I guess I don't really remember a single moment where I realized I was gay. I remember feeling weird about a guy friend of mine and I just accepted my feelings. "I think they're still convinced I'm secretly dating Sarah. They've had that thought in their brain since about freshman year." I say with a laugh.

He pulls me into a hug, which is weird in our awkward position, but we still made it work. He whispers something to me, "I don't care what you are Brendon. I'm just glad you're my friend."

I laid there next to him, my arm around his torso. I had the warmest smile on my face and I couldn't stop blushing. He didn't say anything and neither did I.

But, next thing I know, I'm sleeping.

~

I woke up in freezing weather outside in a strange spot. At first, I'm startled.. but then I remember.

I feel someone stroking my hair and look over to see a sleeping Ryan doing it. I smile, but then frown. I look at my position. The same as it was when I fell asleep: my arm wrapped around Ryan's chest while his is around my shoulders.

As if we were a couple.

God I could stay in this position forever. But, I think it'd be safer for me if I didn't get a missing report from my parents.

I slowly try to wake Ryan up, which isn't hard, and he is soon awoken.

"Hey, it's like 3am. I'm gonna go." I whisper to the half asleep Ryan.

"Oh, okay. See you Monday." he seems disappointed, but he's probably just sleepy. I'll let him be.

I push his hair back, tempted to kiss his forehead and get one last look at his beautiful face. Then I begin to walk away.

On my walk home I look at the stars again. There's more out this time. They decided they didn't want to be part of a group anymore. Once they saw that one star, they wanted to be noticed too.

Which is just like life.

I finally reach my house and begin to climb up the drainpipe that was close to the touch.

My window is still open, which makes it easier on my.

I close the window, but I'm interrupted by a shrill, angry voice.

"BRENDON BOYD URIE!" I heard my mother yell.

uh oh.

{hello it me.

I wrote this chapter and tbh I'm high key proud of it. especially the part about the stars.

also I'm so happy with how popular this story is getting. it's the only story I've been proud of in a long time so thank you to everyone that reads it ❤️

see ya'll here next Saturday at 7:15!

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