Teach Me Mr. Wentz | >> Peterick AU <<

Sleepover Flashbacks

[Dallon's POV]
I walked alone to my house, Brendon had been texting me like crazy asking when I'd be home. His mom was making lasanga and his dad was working later. He knew I loved lasanga, so that's why he was curious why I hadn't been home.

Buh-ding

A notification rang and I looked at the contact.

Maria.

I sighed and ignored the text, shutting down my phone completely. I kicked a rock and watched it slowly roll away. After a few more minutes of walking, I arrived at my house. I opened the door and walked into the kitchen. "Hey Aunt Josie." I said, she turned and smiled, her hazel eyes glistening. "Hey honey, why are you home so late? Brendon insisted I make lasanga, he told me you had a rough day at school." I shrugged.

"Oh, I stopped by to see Patrick." I replied, she nodded and tied back he dark brown hair. "Okay, well, good to know you're okay." She smiled and continued to add cheese to the dinner she was preparing.

I nodded and walked off to my room. The tan walls with posters welcomed me and I turned on the light. I walked over to my bed and sat down on the soft comforter. I rest my head on my pillows and looked over to my corkboard hanging above my desk.

Pictures of Brendon, my aunt and uncle, my family's dogs, and my friends covered it. I looked over to my white door which was slowly creaking open. A small dog ran over to me and jumped onto my bed and began to snuggle with me.

I giggled as the tiny jack russel terrier licked my arm. "Ha, hey there Bogart! Good to see you too, buddy."

I looked at the picture of Brendon and I when we were little. It was a cute picture, we were both hanging out by a tree playing with little tiny Hotwheel cars.

Brendon.

He had always been my rock. I have so many stories to tell about him being the best cousin ever.

~Flashback~

(Dallon is 5, Brendon, Ray, Andy, Joe, Patrick, and Mikey are all 8)

I tip-toed into the living room downstairs with my footy pyjamas where the bright light of the television screen was beaming into the room. Brendon had his friends, Patrick, Joe, Andy, Ray, and Mikey, sleeping over and they were all watching Goosebumps in the dark.
I had gotten scared of the dark, so I wanted to be with Brendon.
I stood at the door and watched from the hallway. All his friends were huddled in their sleeping bags, closely together. Everytime a scary image would come on screen they jumped back and got closer together.
I wished that I was invited. I wanted to hang out with the big kids. Auntie Josie told me I had to go to be at 8:00 pm but the boys had to go to bed at 11:35 pm. It wasn't fair! So, I snuck out to watch Goosebumps.
I was scared, so I made the decision to go into the living room. I padded across the floor, hugging my teddybear close to my chest. Brendon turned around and saw me walking over. He gave me a confused look.
"Dal, mom told you to go to sleep." He said, Patrick turned and smiled. He waved. "Hi Dally!" He said, baby-talking to me. I smiled. I liked Patrick, he was always super nice. "I got scared, can I stay here with you?" I asked them, Brendon sighed and nodded. "Fine."
I smiled and ran over to Brendon. I gave him a hug and he hugged me back. "But stay quiet, we're watching scary big kid stuff." I nodded, for all I knew at the time, this stuff was rated-R material, odviously Goosebumps isn't that.
We stayed up late laughing and talking, even eating popcorn. Brendon let me share his pillow with him and everytime I was scared, I hid behind him.
When a family with a little boy and a mom and dad came on screen I looked over to Brendon and asked, "Brendon, why don't I have a mommy and daddy?" Brendon's face went emotionless.
"Dallon, you're mommy and daddy loved you very much. Yet, they were needed somewhere else. If you ever wanna talk to you're parents, talk to them here," He pointed to my heart. "They'll always be right there if you need them." I smiled and gave hime a hug.
"Thanks Brendon, I love you."

~ End of flashback ~

I was snapped out of my trance by a pillow colliding against my face. "Ow." I said, I heard Brendon laughing. I grabbed the pillow and threw it back at him.

"I hate you." I said jokingly, Brendon laughed and ran off with our other dog, Penny Lane, following him close behind. "This isn't over!" I screamed.

What a dork.