sure.
"americanooo!" here i am in the big ol' USA!...talking to myself. oh well, this is so amazing. i mean cracking america can just make everything so much...easier i guess. bigger audiences, better response. hope everything goes well.
my label are too bossy. must go meet some bands. really crappy metal ones. but panic! at the disco are there! ohmigosh now that will be fun. brendan urie is really cute!
"ellie right?" said a voice from behind me.
i turned slowly expecting some weird ugly biker.
"ohmyoshh! ryan ross! i-i love you! i mean i dont love you but- " i stopped being a freak and instead made a weird 'flashen' noise.
"hehehe its ok, your really amazing, i mean you aint got the awesome guitar skills like i do but," he paused and grinned.
"i really dont," i laughed, it came out strained and squeaky. "um i heard you and panic! split. i cried."
"oh no! im sorry!" he laughed and moved a hair back from my face...i swear i just moaned. "but theres still the young viens...say you like us!"
" i like you, i like you! but still its not the same," i pretended to wipe away a tear. omigod is my accent always so english?
"ah it never will be." he smiled and made a weird face. " do you wanna go get a starbucks or something?"
"umm sure." thats where i melted.
did i mess it up?! i hope i didnt mess it up! i cant believe i said i like the smell of your pants?! i mean the linx..or something! omigsoh he's gonna think i was pant sniffing him! omigosh!!! i am such a spaz!
everything was going so well! the coffee the talking, and then i had to say that!
HE CALLED! he said he wants to go to a recording studio with me a play some stuff out! i mean HONOUR MUCH!
theres the fatal knocks of my future...or lack thereof. the walk to the door was like an ambulance i dont think ive ever fussed with my hair so much!
"hey!" i smiled and motioned him into the hotel room. SHIT! why didnt i clean? " sit, stand, whatever! i just need to go get something to make me warm."
"yeah you do that, i mean i could heat you up, but whatever!" he yelled through the rooms, i laughed trying to shrug off the obvious flirting.
i found something resembling a coat and walked back to the hallway.
"no need, really!" i smiled and walked into what i guess is supposed to be a date?
"wow, the acoustics are amazing in here." i muttered.
ryan laughed " i guess thats a good thing." he sat down, "sing under the sheets." he said, without smiling.
"you know my song? wow." i said, shocked.
"yes i do, so play it, ive always wanted to know the real meaning." he paused," and besides i wanna hear you beautiful voice."
i smiled secretly, "fine."
i walked over to the other side of the room and picked up a guitar.i walked over to the mic and cleared my throught "is this on?"
he laughed loudly " yes! sing!"
i sighed and reluctantly played the opening chords of my song. at first i was nervous, i mean he was staring at me dude! but then it was easy. i'd nearly gotten used to the attention when he said. "stop."
"why whats-?" i said
"no its just, im curious. is he actually killing you?" he said grinning.
"no," i smiled, "its about virginity, the wanting, but not being able to have. to love that can never really be settled. at least that the meaning i want it to be. along the way its sorta changed.
"how?" he looked serious.
"well, i dont really know, but i guess its about control now. i mean im 21 goddamit." i laughed a little shyly and looked down. " i guess thats still a little young though.
next thing i knew he was stroking my face! when did he get over here?
"your old enough to make your own choices." he bent down and kissed my head, i stood up and held his face so his lips came down to mine. he actually kissed me back. it was magic. like every star in the sky had been plugged in and spelt the definition of chemistry. i love that moment. happiness and pure...EVERYTHING! magic. all it was, was magic.
my label are too bossy. must go meet some bands. really crappy metal ones. but panic! at the disco are there! ohmigosh now that will be fun. brendan urie is really cute!
"ellie right?" said a voice from behind me.
i turned slowly expecting some weird ugly biker.
"ohmyoshh! ryan ross! i-i love you! i mean i dont love you but- " i stopped being a freak and instead made a weird 'flashen' noise.
"hehehe its ok, your really amazing, i mean you aint got the awesome guitar skills like i do but," he paused and grinned.
"i really dont," i laughed, it came out strained and squeaky. "um i heard you and panic! split. i cried."
"oh no! im sorry!" he laughed and moved a hair back from my face...i swear i just moaned. "but theres still the young viens...say you like us!"
" i like you, i like you! but still its not the same," i pretended to wipe away a tear. omigod is my accent always so english?
"ah it never will be." he smiled and made a weird face. " do you wanna go get a starbucks or something?"
"umm sure." thats where i melted.
did i mess it up?! i hope i didnt mess it up! i cant believe i said i like the smell of your pants?! i mean the linx..or something! omigsoh he's gonna think i was pant sniffing him! omigosh!!! i am such a spaz!
everything was going so well! the coffee the talking, and then i had to say that!
HE CALLED! he said he wants to go to a recording studio with me a play some stuff out! i mean HONOUR MUCH!
theres the fatal knocks of my future...or lack thereof. the walk to the door was like an ambulance i dont think ive ever fussed with my hair so much!
"hey!" i smiled and motioned him into the hotel room. SHIT! why didnt i clean? " sit, stand, whatever! i just need to go get something to make me warm."
"yeah you do that, i mean i could heat you up, but whatever!" he yelled through the rooms, i laughed trying to shrug off the obvious flirting.
i found something resembling a coat and walked back to the hallway.
"no need, really!" i smiled and walked into what i guess is supposed to be a date?
"wow, the acoustics are amazing in here." i muttered.
ryan laughed " i guess thats a good thing." he sat down, "sing under the sheets." he said, without smiling.
"you know my song? wow." i said, shocked.
"yes i do, so play it, ive always wanted to know the real meaning." he paused," and besides i wanna hear you beautiful voice."
i smiled secretly, "fine."
i walked over to the other side of the room and picked up a guitar.i walked over to the mic and cleared my throught "is this on?"
he laughed loudly " yes! sing!"
i sighed and reluctantly played the opening chords of my song. at first i was nervous, i mean he was staring at me dude! but then it was easy. i'd nearly gotten used to the attention when he said. "stop."
"why whats-?" i said
"no its just, im curious. is he actually killing you?" he said grinning.
"no," i smiled, "its about virginity, the wanting, but not being able to have. to love that can never really be settled. at least that the meaning i want it to be. along the way its sorta changed.
"how?" he looked serious.
"well, i dont really know, but i guess its about control now. i mean im 21 goddamit." i laughed a little shyly and looked down. " i guess thats still a little young though.
next thing i knew he was stroking my face! when did he get over here?
"your old enough to make your own choices." he bent down and kissed my head, i stood up and held his face so his lips came down to mine. he actually kissed me back. it was magic. like every star in the sky had been plugged in and spelt the definition of chemistry. i love that moment. happiness and pure...EVERYTHING! magic. all it was, was magic.