A/n Maybe I'll try to gather up my will to finish reading the milk fic, because I wasn't even halfway before I decided to quit. One of the reasons why was because I didn't want it to ruin milk for me.

Aaaand

I'M SEEING PANIC! IN A FEW DAYS WGIDIGXKGWGKWHXOWH

" C'mon guys, I wanna go already. " Joe whines, slouching on your couch.

" Joe, you're not even helping. " Pete says, hauling your suitcase out of your front door and into the tour bus.

" Where is she anyway? " Andy asks.

" She's taking a shower. " Patrick said, coming out of your kitchen and sitting on the opposite side to Joe.

The boys stayed true of them taking you with them on tour. And so a month later after the trip to Paris, they practically barged into your apartment, interrupting your movie marathon and shoved your empty travel bags into your hands, shouting, " PACK UP GURL, WE'RE TAKING YOU WITH US WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT! "

You were really excited to go with them, you just didn't know when exactly they would actually take you. So you were pretty much taken by surprise when they bursted into your room.

" So are we going to talk about all the texts she keeps receiving? " Andy asks right before you shouted that you were ready.

" Maybe not now, Andy. " Pete whispers, gesturing to your footsteps going down the staircase.

" Alright guys. Let's go! " you said as you carried your backpack and jumped down the last two stairs then proceeded to skip towards the bus.

" Finally! " Joe immediately runs after you, leaving the other three to just walk behind. And when they got there, they realized their problem.

" So who's bunking with who? " Pete asks.

" Me and Andy can bunk together so (Y/n) won't feel uncomfortable. " Patrick says.

" No, I'm taking the couch. " you said.

" But- " Patrick starts, but you interrupt him, " I want you to have good night's rest. Besides, you're the ones who are in the show, not me. "

No one argued with you, but they didn't like seeing you uncomfortable, which you actually weren't. After settling in, the tour bus finally began to move and you couldn't stop bouncing your leg the whole time you were sitting on the couch.

" Can you calm down? You're gonna cause an earthquake. " Pete says.

" I can't! " you shout, then apologising right after, " Its just that . . . I'll be seeing you guys together! "

" Aaaaand she's fangirling. " Joe said.

" Shut up! "

" Chocolate? " Patrick offered after sitting beside you.

" Hm? Oh. Yes, thank you. " you take a piece before you start again, " Wait, what if he thinks I'm annoying. What if he thinks I'm boring? What if- what if- "

" (Y/n), " Patrick interrupts, " You'll be fine. " he gives you a reassuring smile and holds up his hand.

" Chocolate? "

. . . . .

It has already been five hours since you left you apartment, but to you, it felt like an hour and twenty minutes. The boys sure do know how to make time go by faster.

They made you laugh with all the dirty jokes, they made you mad by going through you stuff, they made you cry by making you watch Plague Dogs.

Seriously, that movie will mess you up, along with Watership Down.

" So it seems that we'll meet Brendon at his hotel and stay there for a night instead of meeting him at the stadium. " Pete said, putting down his phone at the table in front of you.

" And how long will that be? " you ask, " I want to stretch and walk around. "

" Twenty minutes, I guess. "

You groaned. Your legs needed to be stretched and be able to walk around for a long period of time, instead of going back and forth around the bus.

Andy and Joe is currently snoring away in their designated bunk bed, while Patrick is reading the book you recommended and let him borrow, which is The Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom, beside you while listening to some Journey songs because he found out it was your favourite and he wanted to hear it out too.

(A/N Very small spoiler alert for those who wants to read the book.)

Minutes later, Patrick placed the book down on the table and started sniffing after reading Marguerite's death. Then when he began reading again, he did the same thing after finishing the whole book.

You rubbed circles on his back, telling him that you've gone through the same process when you read the book, while Patrick tried to cry in a low-key way (but failed), and Pete was silently laughing the whole time.

And that pretty much summed up the twenty minutes left to Brendon's hotel.

" Thank you for letting me read this. " Patrick said, wiping away his tears, " Its such a wonderful book. "

" You're welcome. " you say, " How about this? Since you liked this book, I'll let you borrow Tuesdays With Morrie. "

" That will be great. " he says with a smile and you swore that your heart just fluttered.

" Hey guys! " Pete calls from the other side, " Let's wake up the other two so we can get settled in. "

. . . . .

The hotel was huge. Your mouth hung low as you walked into the lobby, leaving Andy to close your mouth for you.

" Do you guys know where Brendon is? He's supposed to meet us here. " Pete says.

" Yeah, but isn't that him over there. " Joe said, pointing to a small crowd around a piano.

So since you were too busy marvelling at the hotel's lobby, you weren't able to hear Bohemian Rhapsody being played by Brendon Urie himself.

" Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry. If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters. " he sang, putting his emotions into the piano.

Almost immediately, you rushed towards the crowd, not because it was just Brendon Urie, not because it was one of your favourite songs, but because it was Brendon Urie playing Bohemian Rhapsody right in front of your eyes.

Okay, that did not make any sense.

" Too late. My time has come. Sends shivers down my spine. Body's aching all the time. " you sang as loudly as him, making the crowd depart slightly and letting Brendon get a good look at you. He smiled and continued playing and singing with you.

The other four were confused at first when you ran unexpectedly, but their confusion was turned into amusement when they saw what you were doing. Pete began to videotape the whole thing, while Patrick wondered how are you not in the music industry.

Meanwhile, you and Brendon were still having fun singing.

" I see a little silhouette of a man, " he sang.

" Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango? " you sang.

" Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me! " and together again you two sang.

The whole thing seemed as if it was practised. Everyone, including the four, were clapping and smiling by the time you were done with the song.

" That was amazing! " Brendon stood up from the piano and grabbed your hand then started shaking it, " Such a pleasure to sing alongside a voice like yours. I wish you would've come sooner. "

You blushed furiously, " Thank you! You were pretty amazing too. "

" Brendon! " Pete called.

" Pete! " Brendon shouted, " And Patrick, Joe, and Andy! "

" I see you've met (Y/n). " Patrick said.

" She's the one going with us? " Brendon asks, looking from you to the boys.

" Yeah! "

" Oh, that's great! " Brendon quickly picks you up and spins you around, making you squeal. " We can make more covers and I can teach you to play piano and - "

" Brendon, put me down! "

" Oh, sorry. "

A/N The studio version of Bohemian Rhapsody by Panic! tho.

#panicfansaregoingtojailparty