Dallon's POV:

     I can't believe he did that. But it didn't hurt, It doesn't hurt as much as it would hurt for his boyfriend. Imagine what his boyfriend would say if he found out about this little 'accident' I didn't even know Brendon had a boyfriend, or was able to even get one. I'm still very confused as to why I eve loved him. He's an asshole who never gets in trouble for what he does. Well that's gonna change. I'm gonna find this 'boyfriend' and tell him exactly what Brendon his lovely boyfriend has done. He nearly had sex with me...

Ryan's POV:

     I woke up in a panic. "No no no no" I whispered to myself "NO!" I screamed and a nurse rushed in and asked loads of questions. "Ryan, look at me. What's wrong?" He kept repeating the same questions. Fear was in my eyes and I knew it. I was terrified. "B-Brendon" I stuttered. "He left" he said bluntly. "I knew it" I paused and everything fell silently "I FUCKING KNEW IT" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Ryan, calm down. Look at me. He'll come back. He was here for hours he needs food and rest" the doctor reassured. I nodded but I was convinced.
     He's not coming back, he's with Dallon. I know he is. I've seen their text messages. He's fucking Dallon, whilst his ex-boyfriend is in hospital. That's right EX. As soon as I see him next I am breaking up with him on the spot. Unless he has a explanation it's over and that's that.
*Time Skip*
     It's been a day and Brendon hasn't shown. He's having so much fun with Dallon that he forgot all about his boyfriend. A whole 24 hours without checking up on the 'love of your life' congrats Brendon. Maybe I'm over thinking this. Why should care. Maybe because I signed myself up for this. He promised to never hurt me. I promised to never hurt him but there he goes. Fucking breaking my heart. Thanks a-fucking-lot. "Ryan calm down my god he might not even be at Dallon's. he might have done nothing with him. He is probably at home crying because he doesn't know if you'll be okay. Call him" I told myself and quietly got up and reached for my phone.
     I dialled the familiar phone number into the phone and rang. "Beep beep beep" the phone went on for about a few seconds before someone picked up. "Brendon!?" I questioned whisk trying to be angry. "R-Ryan" he whispered. "Are you crying" he did didn't he. "Y-yeah" he was really upset. "You did didn't you?" I asked as a tear formed in my eye. I quickly wiped it away trying not to show defeat. "Do what?" He asked quickly. I shock my head. "You fucking ki-" I was cut of by a machine beeping really loud. Then everything went black.