Baby, We're A Hurricane (Brallon)

10. Change

"Bren, it's 6:30... get up!" I heard Ryan yell in my ear, making me jump and fall off of my bed.

"Asshole..." I mumbled, rubbing the back if my neck. I stood up slowly, stretching.

"Bren, it's 6:30. Do you not remember the plans we had?" He asked. Oh shit. I was supposed to meet Dallon thirty minutes ago! He's probably pissed!

"Let's go!" I ran out of the house in a hurry, not bothering to tell my mom where I was going. I can't believe that I am this late. Dallon might not even be there anymore. He doesn't like waiting. I went to text him, but remembered that Ryan deleted his number. Fuck!

"What if he's not there?" I asked, tapping on the steering wheel. To say I was anxious would be an understatement.

"Calm down. I'm sure he's there. And if he's not, it's fine. We can meet up with him tomorrow." Ryan said. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, so I asked Ry to answer it for me. He answered the call and put it on speaker.

"Hello?" I said.

"Where are you guys? Thirty minutes late has to be a record..."

"Dallon!" I yelled, maybe just a bit too loudly.

"Ouch, Bren." He said. I smiled at what he called me. I convinced myself that I'd never hear that slip out of his mouth again, but I was wrong.

"We're on our way." Ryan spoke up softly. He's just as nervous as I am. I can't blame him though. We all used to be close.

"I'm sitting on the swings, waiting. Hurry." And the line went dead. I continued to drive anxiously. We weren't far from the park and I'm getting scared. Should I even do this? Can I do this?

"Ry, I'm scared." I whispered, shaking. What do I say? What if I mess up? What if he can't handle how I feel? What if this is all fake?

"Shh, calm down. I'm sure it's fine. Just get out of the car." He said, patting my back. I nodded, taking a deep breath and getting out of the car. I followed closely behind Ryan, coming to a stop when I met Dallon's gaze. He was looking at me curiously.

"Hey guys. Glad you finally made it." He smiled, kicking his legs again. Ryan sat in the swing next to him and I sat in the mulch. I didn't mind it. Being over here means that if Dallon tries something, which I doubt he will, but if he does, Ryan will be there to stop him.

"So I'm going to start with you, Bren," Here it comes. The apology, "You got my letter and I meant every word. I realized what I had done to you and I knew I messed up. You are my best friend and I would hate not having you around. I thought that you wouldn't want to speak to me after everything, which is why I called earlier. I thought you weren't coming. I figured I'd call and check before leaving and I'm glad I did. Brendon, do you forgive me?"

My jaw dropped as I stared at him. He was looking at me and smiled briefly. I would hug him, but he'd probably push me away, so I sat in the same spot and nodded, "Yes, Dal. Of course I forgive you." He smiled and came over to me. Now tanding in front of me, he held his hand out for me to take. I did and let him help me up.

"I heard that you liked hugs after fights. You know who told me that?" He said, pulling me in. I wrapped my arms around him and let my head rest on his shoulder for a moment. I finally answered him, "I did." We stood there in eachother's arms for a minute before he pulled away. I didn't want to, but I had to let him go.

"Now on to you, Ryan," I sat down next to Ryan again, watching the scene unfold, "We ended badly and I regret it. I wouldn't blame you if you stood up and left right now. I have done some horrible things to you in the past and I am so sorry for it all. I had to live with the guilt, but I can't bare it anymore. I want us to be friends again, Ryan. We don't have to be as close, but can we at least be friends?" Dallon finished. Ryan immediately forgave him. I watched them silently and playing with some mulch absentmindedly. I looked behind the two and seen the old slide. I got a sudden urge to just sit up there, away from the ground. I didn't want to go down the slide, I just wanted to sit. I got up and walked over to the tower quietly.

"Where are you going?" Dallon called to me. I turned around and pointed towards the tower, "Aren't going to talk much today?" I rolled my eyes and climbed up the steps. They got off of the swings and walked over to the slide.

"Come on, Bren! Slide down!" Dallon shouted, smiling.

"Yeah, slide down..." I heard Ryan whisper in my ear before he pushed me. I ended up sliding down the old slide and to my surprise, it didn't collapse. I got off my ass and stood in front of Dallon, "If you two are going to be like this from now on, then I'm fucked."

"And not in the way you want to be." Ryan winked at me. Seriously?

"Shut up!" I hit him in the chest, which only made him laugh. I continued to hit him until Dallon pulled me away from him.

"I will hurt you, Ross. I would kill you but then it'd get lonely at my house." I growled. Ryan just laughed, watching my face turn red. I'm surprised Dallon hadn't asked what the big deal was yet.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'll stop." He finally calmed down. I punched his arm one more time before running away. We did stuff like this all the time, which usually ends with one of us bleeding.

"Alright then, Urie! Let's go!" He chased after me, watching where he stepped as he did so. I was running towards Dallon for protection, but I was tackled to the floor.

"Got you." He said breathlessly. I was panting and kicking, trying to get him off.

"Dallon! A little help here?" I shouted.

I didn't get any help at all.

"Dog pile!" He screamed and laid on top of Ryan. I gave up and went limp underneath the two. This is bullshit. I got an idea all of a sudden. I reached up and poked Ryan's sides. He squealed and jumped, making Dallon fall beside me. I took the opportunity and flipped us over so I was on top of Ryan, "No more."

"No more." He agreed. I got off of him and dusted myself off. I had lost my phone while running so as punishment, I made Ryan go look for it. He was complaining and whining the whole time. I was watching him with a smirk etched to my face when I felt Dallon grab my arm. He pulled me to his side and whispered in my ear quickly.

"Call me tonight when you're not with Ryan. We need to talk." My stomach churned and my heart was pumping.

"O-Okay." I stuttered. He smiled and stayed at my side. Ryan finally found my phone and handed it to me.

"Thanks Ry!" I said with a smile. Ryan just rolled his eyes and smiled back. I figured we should go back before my mom starts blowing up my phone.

"Well this was nice, Dal. I'll see you tomorrow." I waved. Ryan said his goodbyes quickly and we started towards my car.

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It was 1:15 and I was about to call Dallon. I was scared and reluctant at first, but then I thought about what we were probably going to talk about. This topic would come up eventually, so I just dialed his number.

"Hey." He answered on the third ring, almost as if he was waiting right by his phone.

"Hey, Dal. What is it that we need to talk about?" I asked, wanting to get it over with.

"Oh, right," He started, "Well I don't want this to sound weird or anything, but you and Ryan could pass of as a couple. Are you sure you two aren't together?"

Is he serious? This is not the question I expected. I was thinking that we'd talk about my feelings for him, but apparently he had other things on his mind.

"I'm pretty sure I'm not dating my bst friend. Ryan is like a brother to me." I whispered quietly.

"Okay good. I was scared for a minute." He sounded relived to hear what I had just said, which made me think. What exactly does he mean by 'I was scared'?

"What's that supposed to mean?" I blurted out.

"I just didn't want my two friends to be in a relationship because I'd be stuck as the third wheel all the time." He lied. I could tell he was lying because his voice went up just a tiny bit higher than usual.

"Well I would never date Ryan so I guess your safe," I said, "But we have something else to talk about."

"Yes?" He signaled me to carry on.

"What about my feelings towards you? Will they be a problem?" I aksed. I heard his steady breathing for a minute before he answerd, "No, I don't think so."

"Okay good." I yawned. He must have heard me because the next thing I know, he's getting off the phone to let me sleep. How cute.