Alyfayce.

((The beginning is completely awful. I'm sorry. D: I promise. After you get through parts one and two, it gets good. I don't know what was up with me when i first started writing. =PP))

Aly layed there in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above her head. Tonight, Panic! At The Disco was to perform in her city. And if it wasn't for her backstabbing "best friend", she'd be going. So instead of screaming like a crazy fan girl at the greatest concert of the year, she'll just be sitting at home, bored out of her mind.
While her so-called friend gets front row center stage, Brendon Urie, right there. And Spencer Smith, and Jon Walker. And, even better… Ryan Ross.
Oh god. Ryan Ross. Aly's obsessed with that boy. If she could only meet him, her life would be complete. But now, she never will. All because her ex-best friend ripped Aly off and gave away her ticket to some other Panic! Fan.
Aly let out a groan, sick of listening to the same song repeatedly. She hopped out of bed, and snatched her pink and black Converse. Slipping them on, she walked out the door.

Outside was cold and rainy, but Aly couldn't care any less. She walked around her neighborhood, and eventually downtown, trying to get thoughts of the Panic! At The Disco concert out of her mind.
She was lost in her thoughts, paying no attention to anything in her surroundings. Until her clumsy self tripped over a crack in the pavement, and she collided with whoever walked in front of her, bringing her back to reality.
It sent them both crashing to the wet street.
."Oh my god I'm so sorry.." Aly apologized, humiliated. She got up quickly, then looked at the person who broke her fall.
."Don't worry about it." a voice replied. Most of his face was hidden under the jacket he was wearing, with his hood up. But she saw him smile. Then he turned around and started walking again.
She watched him for a second, with curiosity. Then she just continued walking down the street. This time, she kept her head up, making sure not to make the mistake of falling again.
Whoever she had bumped into a few minutes ago turned and looked backwards for a moment. This time, Aly caught a glimpse of his whole face.
This made her stop for a second. Was it just her... .. or did that guy look just like.. RYAN ROSS?!? But as she pondered this thought, she was once again paying no attention to where she was moving. Only this time, she bumped straight into a street pole.
."OW!" Aly gasped. ZShe rubbed her forehead, sure she'd eventually grow a bruise there.
The Ryan look-alike looked backwards at her again, but this time walked over to her.
."You okay..?" he asked, slightly laughing.
."Me? Of course not. I'm never okay.." Aly sighed, looking at him again. "You know.. you look just like..like.."
."Like who?" he looked at her.
."..Nevermind." Aly shook it out of her head.
He sighed, then read her shirt.
."Panic! At The Disco fan, huh?"
Yes, I love them." Aly nodded.
."Here, follow me." He said with a smile.
Aly paused for a minute. Was it really smart to follow a complete stranger around to who knows where? No. But he was gorgeous. Like Ryan Ross. =) Maybe she'll go.
."Um.. so where are you taking me?" Aly asked a few minutes later as he lead her all over the place. Already a little annoyed that the muddy puddles she ket stepping in were getting her Fall Out Boy pants all dirty.
."You'll see." he assured her.
They walked around the downtown area, then they got to the outdoor stadium, location where Panic! was scheduled to play. Instead of using the front entrance, like a normal person, they walked around to the back. A security guard stood near the door.
The Ryan look alike pulled out a card of some sort from his jacket pocket and showed it to the guard. He nodded, then stepped aside.
. He took Aly's hand, then smiled.
."Oh my god.." Aly's jaw dropped. "You..ARE Ryan Ross."
She looked down. 'I'm holding his hand.' she thought inside her head. 'I'm holding Ryan FREAKING Ross's hand!' She smiled, then they walked inside.
Being backstage at the concert hall reminded her of why she came outside in the first place, to get rid of thoughts about Panic! At The Disco. Oh well. Not anymore. Because now, they were all in front of her.
Aly stood there in awe.
FORGET THE CONCERT!!!
This was wayyyyy better.
But they rain continued to pour down on them.
."Ryan.." Brendon came over. "I dunno if we can do this tonight."
."Yeah," Spencer said. "The rainwater's messing up our equipment.
."Damn.." Ryan mumbled.
Jon came over too. "Man, this sucks." He looked towards Aly. "Hello.. who are you?"
."Oh yeah," Ryan said. "This is... um.. well, I never caught your name."
."Aly." Aly smiled.
Hey, Aly." the band said.
."Hey." Aly greeted, feeling shy.
She looked down, then realized she still held on to Ryan's hand. She almost spazzed. How she managed to stay this calm amazed her.
Ryan noticed it too. And let it go, his cheeks turning a little pink.
Aww. mann. =(
."Well then," Ryan said. "If there's no concert, there's no point in staying here."
With that, Ryan stepped back to the door.
He looked back at Aly. "Let's go somewhere."
."'Kay." Aly followed. "But can we just.. get out of the rain?"
Ryan nodded. They walked over to a blue Mini-Cooper, parked in the parking lot of a McDonald's.
Inside, Aly could see somebody sleeping in the front seat. He was sort of on the chubby side, and had a trucker hat on, covering his eyes.
Ryan tapped on the window.
The guy inside looked up. Aly saw who it was. Mr. Patrick Stump.
When Patrick saw who it was, he rolled down the window.
."Hey." Ryan said. "Mind if we come in?"
."Why not." Patrick shrugged.
Aly and Ryan hopped in the backseat.
A few feet in front of them, a group of teenage girls were walking by. They stared into the windsheild of the mini cooper, and one of them shreiked.
."OHMYGOD ITZ PATRICK!" one pointed.
."IS THAT RYAN ROSS?"
They ran towards the vehicle, screaming like the little teenies they were.
."Oh sht." Patick mumbled, then turned the key in the ignition. "Better get out of here.."
He but his foot on the gas pedal and drove out of McDonald's. Leaving the disappointed girls behind.
Patrick looked back at Ryan. "Aren't you supposed to perform in like, an hour?"
Ryan shook his head. "Cancelled. Rain killed the equipment."
."Oh."
Aly sighed. This was a little too weird. She HAD to be dreaming. She pinched herself. Nothing happened. 'Wake up." she told herself. 'WAKE UP!' but still nothing.
."I'm gonna go meet up with Pete and the others.." Patrick said. "So.. if you two wanna go. That's fine. But yeah."
."You wanna?" Ryan asked Aly.
."You mean Fall Out Boy???" Aly freaked.
."Uhhh...yeah..?" Patrick laughed.
."Are you serious? YES I AM GOING!"
."Okay then. Guess we're in." Ryan smiled.
Ryan Ross AND Fall Out Boy. No freaking way. This is too much for one day. Fall Out Boy. The greatest band, right before Panic! At The Disco, ever formed. And Ryan Ross, the most amazing, gorgeous guy you'd ever see. =D 'Calm yourelf Aly.' Aly commanded herself. 'Before you scare Ryan and he never wants to talk to you again.'
Patrick drove along, taking the highway. The rain was still coming down, tapping at the glass. Who knew how long they'd be inside this car.