Victorious

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This song was playing in the car no regrats

Brendon's p.o.v

I woke up with a buzzing headache. Scratch that it is a migraine. I'm in a bed in nothing but my boxers. Shit, what did I do. I saw a lump laying next to me. I decided to write a note and leave. I gather my pants in that hall, and my shirt on the couch. I grab my phone, write a note, and walk out.

I walk in my house. I take off my loafers and walk to the bathroom. I take off my shirt and see it. A trail of hickeys on my neck to my belly button. I know for a fact we didn't have sex. I get in the steamy shower and think. I thought about him. Butterflies. Fuck I'm insane. I'm getting obsessed. I take some Advil and get into my bed. Thank god Pete or Spencer didn't wake up.

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I wake up at 1. I look at my phone to see a text from Sarah. I ignore it and text Dallon.

B: I had a rlly gr8 time last night xo

I set my phone down and go to the kitchen. I see Pete death staring me and Spencer drinking tea.

"So where were you last night?" Pete scolded me. I don't know why, he isn't my mother. He doesn't know I'm gay, but he is. He shouldn't have a problem with it. Spencer is the only one that knows. Well, and Dallon.

"I don't know I was out with Frank and Gerard." I'll have to text them to cover for me. We aren't close, but we hand out occasionally

He gives me a "oh" and walks out of the kitchen. He grabs his keys and walks out. He can be so moody. When I see him pull out of the driveway I turn to Spencer.

"What did you do now?" He knows when I lie to Pete. I lower my shirt so he can see the bruises. His mouth lowered "that's not from Sarah is it?" I did a weird ass giggle (the one when he was drunk and doing the fall out boy history...)

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I wear a low v neck shirt to work. I wanna see his reaction when I see him. I'm such a little shit. I see him eating lunch and walk over.

"How's it going Mr. Weeks?

His checks grew red. Fuck I love it so much. He is so easy. " I'm," I see his eyes trail done I'm face to my neck. His face gets a whole new dark red "I'm good."

"What are ya doing tonight, I thought we could watch the hockey game on tv." I could give a shit less about the game, I just wanna see him. (Ouch sorry syd)

"Sure, how about you come over at 4?"

"It's a date." His looked away, red once again. I think I love him. My phone rings... Sarah.

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