Car Crash Hearts, It's Time to Dance! [A Panic at the Disco/Fall Out Boy Story] - Profiles -

*2 months later, Charli and Danielle are about to come out of the terminal, Rocky, Brendon, Pete and Ryan are waiting at the airport*

“You really need to stop doing that”, Brendon said to me, his head moving up and down with every bounce. “He’s right you know that can’t be healthy” Pete said, imitating Brendon’s head movements. Ryan on the other and was nearly as excited as me, he had become really obsessed with Charli, but who could blame him? She was ‘obsession worthy’ as the Aussie boys put it.

They finally came out, with a hell of a lot of bags - I didn’t even know they owned that much crap –and I ran towards them. We united in a group hug. “I can’t believe you’re here!” I exclaimed. “Is that Ryan and Pete I see?” Charli said, as we came out of our group hug. “Yeah… that’s Brendon with them if you didn’t notice and slight warning, you may possibly get a huge hug and possibly a kiss – if he’s game enough – from Ryan, I swear I nearly killed that guy. He has been bugging me for 2 whole months for every detail about you. And no, I didn’t tell him a thing, I wanted him to discover you by himself”, I said. “Aww… he is so cute!” Charli said.
“And as for Pete, well he’s been asking me about you too but he has been concentrating on his moves more – they’re actually really good, almost gave in myself when he wanted my opinion on one”, I said. “Well what are we waiting for? I want to go see these guys in person!” Danielle exclaimed. I took some of their bags and we walked (more like ran) towards the guys.

“Charli and Dani, you now officially meet Ryan and Pete. Go make out in the corner or something…” I said as we got to them. Brendon just laughed and took some of the bags from me but of course, Pete had already started talking to Dani and Ryan and Charli were shyer than ever. “Ok people, in the car, Now!” I said and all but dragged them to the car. Brendon drove with me in the passenger seat. It was a FWD so Pete and Dani were in the middle, way to close for comfort while Ryan and Charli were up the back blushing every time they looked at each other.

By the time we got back to my place Ryan and Charli were finally talking without blushing and Pete and Dani were making out. “We’re here!” Brendon said as pulled up at my house. Pete and Dani jumped out of the car and all but ran inside. It kinda reminded me of when me and Brendon hooked up, we couldn’t get enough of each other – still can’t. Brendon hopped out of the car and went around opening the car door for me - and people say chivalry is dead – while Ryan and Charli walked inside, hand in hand (Aww… how cute!). Brendon helped me with their bags.

“My God! How much crap did they bring?” he complained. “I didn’t even know they owned this much crap!” I said, joining the complaining. Brendon picked up one of the bags. “Whoa!” he yelled. “How much crap is in here?” he asked. “It’s probably the shoe bag”, I said. “I officially hate shoes…” he mumbled. I giggled, pecked his cheek and went inside with the lightest bag.

“Hello, thanks for the help”, I said sarcastically as I walked through the door. “Aww… does little rocky want a hand?” Jon said. “Who you calling little? I’m exactly 1 inch taller than you! You’re the little one!” I said. “Someone’s grumpy…” Joe mumbled. “Have you tried carrying any of these, they’d put anyone in a bad mood”, I complained. “Fine I’ll come help, Jon – you’re coming with”, Joe said getting up and dragging Jon with him.
Brendon came in then, “Have you guys brought elephants in these or something?” he whined.
“Ahh… Brendon, Pete and Dani have already found their way to the spare room as for Ryan and Charli; I don’t know where they went…” Patrick said, trailing off.
“I can’t believe this, they come all the way over here to visit me and the second they get here, they run off – out of sight”, I whined, plopping myself down on the couch.
“Pete!” Dani yelled and then laughed.
“Apparently not out of hearings range though…” Andy said shivering. We all cracked up laughing.