Chapter 7: Oh My God, That's Brendon Urie

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Your Pov: (Minor recap)

Y/n), Ivy, Zander! We have some news, get over here!" So, we did as we were told. I got out of the bus, to be greeted with Jacks smiling face. "Okay, we had coordinated our tour with other bands as well, and this sate we have a few overlapping dates, so, why don't you come and see who it is." Jack moved out of the way, revealing a face that freaked me out, getting six words out of me, and some screaming from Ivy and Zander, my six words were,

"Holy shit, is that Brendon Urie?!"

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"Why yes, it is I!" He yelled. I laughed and instinctively went up and hugged him, Ivy on the floor, Zander's mouth a gape. Brendon was fine with me hugging him and hugged back, until we heard a disappointing 'Awe,' from Alex,

"You didn't hug me like that when we met, no fair!" I laughed and hugged him too, "A pity hug? Thanks."

I  felt compelled to ask Brendon where his other band members were, but that was soon answered, "So I need to meet up with the band soon, they are  all out for breakfast and I overslept." Brendon nervously answered the question that was in the back  of my mind.

Everyone continued to chat, until Brendin struck up a conversation with me, "I heard you were up all night writing music with your band member, that's really cool! Can I hear some?"

"Sure! Follow me!" I started marching silly towards the bus and opened the door enthusiastically. I heard a laugh behind me, laughing at  my antics of a child. I laughed with him, and grabbed my guitar and started playing on of our songs. (Do note, I'm putting in my own song lyrics so imagine the song)

"I'm stuck in this hell

This hell called my mind

No one can see, just me.

I'm here in the dark

In the shadows of others


Stuck in this hell of a mind.


*Here's a little guitar solo*


Breathing get's harder

Death seeming easier

Lurking in each corner

Of my mind

Yet here I am,

Hanging onto my life

*Music speeds*

Constantly falling back to the start

No buddy beside me

My mind only spinning

Round and round

Spitting out lies


I wish someone could see

So Please!

Just let me have a voice

Let my mind free

NO. MORE. LIES.

No more words

It used to be hard

Pent up inside

No more emotion

Stuck in the middle,

Of time.

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