Your Secrets Safe With Me (Brallon)

Short (unedited)

(a/n: my family sucks)

*Dallon POV*

When we went back to school Monday everyone was on edge. In every class the teachers look at our group weirdly, I guess the watched the news. All eyes were on the teenagers attacked in the park and the man charged with the assault of two boys. Nothing could block out the glares in the hallway, or the feeling when the class stopping chattering to stare as you walked in and he knowledge their conversation was about you.

It was hard, but it's better when you're not alone, and your boyfriends reminds you every day that he loves you. School sucked, but our band was getting to be pretty good and I had friends around me all the time. Sometimes I couldn't help feeling abandon on the dark nights alone, the nights Brendon stayed late working on a school project with Pete or Tyler All it took was one text from him saying he would be home soon and he loved me to remind me that I couldn't do that to him again. I put him through a lot of shit, and I vowed that I would never do that to him again, that I would never do that to myself again.

Those were the nights that I wrote the best songs, most of them were love songs, but they still had such deep meaning behind every word. Not one word was meaningless, every one was filled to the brim with love and sadness. With every word I expressed my love for Brendon Urie and everything I have done to hurt him.

Now we were doing a writing session with Ryan and Spencer, well Brendon and Ryan were writing and Spencer and I were working on math homework. Spencer wasn't a big writer and I prefered to keep my songs between me and Brendon, but occasionally I would contribute a lyric or two. Ryan and Brendon were becoming really good friends, luckily Ryan isn't gay, or so he says.

"Oh Dallon it's 5 o'clock, don't we need to finish that presentation for Science?" Brendon winked.

"Oh yea, Mr. Tennant wanted it memorised to." I winked back. There was no presentation, but neither Spencer or Ryan had Mr. Tennant so we could get away with it. Brendon was just done writing and didn't want to seem rude.

"Oh, okay, well don't forget we are opening for a band on friday night." Ryan chirped shyly.

"What band?" Brendon tilted his head like a confused puppy.

"Just some small band on their first real tour, I think their name is The Academy Is... ." Ryan flipped through his notebook, searching for our gig schedule."Yea we gotta be at the venue by 3:00, so we'll load up the van and leave right after school, got it?"

We both nodded, gathered our stuff and walked out of Spencer's house in silence, the kind of silence that made us both comfortable. Tyler always said quiet is violent, which I don't disagree with, but sometimes you need the silence to face your thoughts and deal with your problems, there is no need to do that alone.

"So, why'd we leave early?" I asked after starting the car.

"'Cause I wanted to spend time with my favorite man." I turned to him and he tapped my nose.

I closed the gap between us and joined our lips in a soft, sweet kiss. It was short, but sometimes the short ones are the ones that show the most love. Short kisses are the ones you give right before class, when you're running late, but you need them to know you love them. Short kisses are for when you're in the middle of doing something, but you need them to know they are better than the homework assignment that you'll be up all night doing. Short kisses mean devotion, they mean passion, they mean love.

We sit with our foreheads together for a little while before turning on the radio and pulling out of the driveway. The first song that comes on is What's My Age Again, the one song that Brendon and I can't help but to sing along every time we hear it.

Blink-182 was an important band for us. If we both hadn't ended up at that concert on that day, maybe we would have never seen each other again, or we would have just forgotten about each other. I don't think I would've ever forgotten about the scruffy haired boy with eyes the color of melted chocolate. How could I forget the butterflies I felt when our eyes met? I remember how I felt when I saw him standing with Pete and Patrick, he was different that other people I talked to at the time, I could read them like a book. Brendon was harder to read than anyone I ever met, but now that I knew him better than anyone else I could what was on his mind pretty much all the time, and when I couldn't all I had to do was ask.

We screamed the song at the top of our lungs and dancing like fools, I swear Brendon had the most ridiculous smile on his face, but I loved Brendon's goofy smile. The song ended right as we passed the park. We both held our breath as we were forced to recall the repressed memories of that night. I tried so hard to change the meaning of the night back to the night I asked my boyfriend to prom, and I know Brendon tried to as well.

"So what are we doing for prom?" I asked, attempting to shift the focus from the park to something better.

"I think we should wear sparkly blazers." Brendon squealed excitedly.

"Sparkly blazers?" I tried to wrap my head around the idea. "You realize both of us, especially you, are gonna ditch the blazers ten minutes into the dance.

"That's why we are both gonna wear long sleeve button ups with suspenders and a bow tie," His goofy smile grew wider.

"I'll wear whatever makes you happy cutie." I parked the car and the driveway and leaned over to give Brendon a short, sweet kiss.

(a/n: sorry for another filler chapter)