It's been a whole day without Brendon and it's not as bad as I thought it would be. I invited Ashley over to hang out a few hours after Brendon left and we just hung out all day doing pretty much nothing together which is all I could ask for with my best friend.
Around 7 last night Brendon called and Ashley fell asleep on the couch so him and I talked for a couple hours before he said he was going to go to sleep. That's when I woke Ashley back up and we ordered a pizza and watched a few movies together. Then we both fell asleep on the couch around midnight.
I wake up, feeling groggy as hell, my neck has a knot in it from sleeping weird, I slowly pull myself off the couch and my feet trip over a body on the floor, I fall down with a small groan and then pull myself up to see who it is. Ashley , of course must have fallen on the floor in her sleep. I shake it off and go to the bedroom.
My phone is lying on the bed with a new text. I pick it up to check and its Brendon-of course, who else. I click on it, it's a picture message. A picture of Brendon taking a classic my space type photo, a duck face and peace sign with the caption missing you, in Arizona currently. I smile at the text and send back a simple smiley face.
I set my phone back down at go to the bathroom.
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It's currently 8 at night and Ashley has left, I'm all alone making my self a sandwich and looking through pictures of Brendon and I. Some us, some of Brendon some caught off guard, some of me caught off guard and then some of Brendon when he takes my phone in class because "I need to learn and not be on my phone" and then he takes it and takes countless selfies. I only delete the ones that are blurry of him or are doubled. All these pictures are placed in a little folder titled My adorable boyfriend which he actually labeled. I smiled at the memory of him taking my phone for a few minutes only to give it back with everything changed. I changes everything back to the way it was except the album he had created.
My phone goes off in my hand and almost as if he knew I was thinking about it, it's Brendon. I laugh lightly to myself and click accept.
"Yes?" I answer.
"Babe!" He shouts excitedly.
"Brendon!" I shout back mimicking him.
"We're in New Mexico right now...I'm so bored. I spent the last 3 hours sleeping. Do you know who's on this trip? Colleen. She won't stop staring at me. I thought we settled the whole thing..." He rambles.
"Brendon...Brendon" I catch him mid sentence.
"Yeah?"
"I miss you" I tell him.
"I miss you too babe. It's only been a day and I'm going crazy""One day and we are already missing each other like crazy, this is going to be a long 2 weeks" I sigh.
"Definitely" he lets out an exasperated sigh. "Don't worry, as soon as we get to the hotel we'll Skype." He promises.
"That sounds nice...for now I'm going to hang out with the math teacher" I joke.
"Delilah, I swear to god" he warns,
"A girls go to do what she does to pass" I laugh, I start picking a loose thread on my jeans. My mind wanders away for a second, drifting to the thought of my dad finding me. But I quickly snap back to hear Brendon threaten me like always.
"Delilah, I know you're joking but I almost imagined you with another guy and I freaked out so stop"
"Sorry, sorry. Have fun with Destiny" I joke about his fake girlfriend to cover me.
"Destin-oh, yeah. That's who I'm supposed to be with right? Haha- yeah."
"Why the name destiny though?" I realize I never really asked him why he chose the name.
"First thing that popped in my head. And when I thought about it, you are my destiny, to be with you"
"How cliche"

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Miss Jackson
FanfictionBrendon Urie is a history teacher in Los Angeles who falls for his student, Delilah Jackson. After a few studying "dates" together, the two develop a connection that ends with a kiss. It's the beginning of something great for them...until things sta...