(SORRY FOR THE TIME AWAY. I NEEDED A BIT OF A BREAK. BUT I'M BACK AND HERE'S CHAPTER TWO!)

(brendon's pov)

ryan told me that he loved me.

"ry, we're best friends. besides, i've got my heart set on somebody else."

"YOU WHAT?"

"i'm in love with the 44th president of the united states, ryan. i'm so sorry."

"fuck off, faggot. i'm leaving the band." and just like that, he walked away.

that night, all I could think of was barack. his sweet, loving eyes and his slightly greying hair. he drove me wild.

i fell asleep and dreamed of him.

he may be the ruler of america, but he's the ruler of my heart.

in the morning, i woke up to the sound of my alarm clock telling me that a new day was starting. since tour was over, i got to live freely.

it would be my first time traveling to washington d.c., meeting a president, and having an affair with a married man.

something about the whole situation was so thrilling.