"I know, you think I'm some fucked up stalker. I live in room 306 actually."
Wait. Hold up. You live right next to him. Brendon Urie. How?! Is this a coincidence?! You're 307!
"Wow....I..I live in 3-307" You begin to stutter nervously. He holds the door open for you
"Are you going inside or what?" He says playfully. Your (e/c) eyes sparkle as you look into his eyes. You smirk and playfully push him.
"What if I don't want to?"
"Well then I'll leave you here" He laughs
How is he being so nice to me now? Does he- NO HE DOESN'T LIKE YOU (y/n) SHUT UP!!!!
You run inside to your apartment and into your dark bedroom. You hold a pillow tight to your chest. You feel your eyes burn with tears. In the middle of the night, there is a knock. And things change.
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Brendon Urie x (Fem!) Reader
Fiksi PenggemarThis is a Female x Reader. (Its also my first story. :3) A few warnings include: Smutty smut smut Triggering things, such as depression, anorexia, mentions of suicide. Violence Thanks for reading y'all.
