He loves me, he loves me not [Chapter 1]
Ryan kept his head down, as thousands of fangirls called his name. The spotlight was scorching his light brown hair, and Ryan desperately wanted to run off stage, away from everything and everyone. There was one thing that kept him onstage and rooted to his spot.
It was Brendon.
Ryan slowly raised his head, ignoring the bright white light shining down on him. He ignored the many screams of desperation and looked over at the man at the middle of the stage. He watched the man smiling at the audience. The smile was a smile so perfect, a smile like no other. Big, fluffy lips, straight teeth that shone like pearls, and the most mischievous twinkle in those beautiful brown eyes. Ryan wondered how such a human being could look as angelic as Brendon did at that moment. The teenage girls were still screaming, but Ryan couldn't hear anything but the sound of his own heart beating faster and faster.
Suddenly, Brendon looked over at Ryan. Brendon looked Ryan right in his eyes. Ryan had stopped breathing, wondering what would happen. Brendon opened his mouth to speak, creating words with an angelic voice like no other. Ryan was so distracted by Brendon's appearance, that he didn't hear what Brendon had said.
"-up!" Brendon had screamed.
Ryan snapped out of it and wondered what had happened. "Sorry, WHAT?!" Ryan was trying to scream over the deafening crowd.
Brendon laughed, which made Ryan's heart ache with longing. "I said, WAKE-"
"UP!!!!"
Suddenly, I woke up in Spencer's face, which was smiling very widely.
"Wha- hey! What're you doing?!" I complained, because Spencer had pulled the blankets off of me. Plus, my dream was gone.
"C'mon, did you forget what's gonna happen today in music?" Spencer was obviously excited.
"Oh, shit. I totally forgot. Fuck, what time is it?" I searched frantically for a clock, praying I wasn't late.
"Don't worry, man. It's 7:15. You have plenty of time. I got your back."
"Thanks, man. I owe you one." I climed out of my comfy bed, ready to start the day.
Spencer nodded, "Yup, no problem. But, you should probably change your hair. Just a thought."
Halfway to the bathroom, I looked back at Spencer. I narrowed my eyes. "What's wrong with my hair? Is it too long? Does it look ugly?" I ran to the bathroom, and looked at my reflection. When I saw myself, I let out a scream so loud, I'm pretty sure I woke everyone in Nevada.
Spencer just laughed his ass off in my room, being a total douche.
"YOU BITCH! Did you do this to me?!" I screamed from the bathroom, furious. I couldn't believe that this was happening. I was going crazy.
I heard Spencer take a deep breath, trying not to laugh. "I didn't do anything! It's not my fault you woke up with pink hair!" And with that, Spencer collapsed into another round of laughter.