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You woke up wrapped in the arms of Brendon. We were both covered in cold sweat and nothing but our undergarments. You couldn't help but smile at his sleepy expression. His hair was the sexiest thing you have ever seen. It was tangled and spiked to one side and puffy, like he had teased it. You rubbed your neck and felt at least twelve love bites. Shit. Brendon had five. He performed shirtless. His concert was tomorrow.
"Morning sunshine" he smiled brightly and his eyes fluttered open. "You look gorgeous." "Your neck..." You softly coo as he reaches up to touch it. His smile only widened "Proof of your love" he giggled. "You perform shirtless..." you whisper. His smile doesn't fade. He only whispers "shit, I guess they all will know how much I desperately love you" you can't help but grin. "I love you" you whisper " I love you too" he whispered back. He loves you, he really does, he loves you. You were a beautiful mess. Gorgeously dysfunctional. He loved you and you loved him.
You pulled yourself out of his arms and gathered an outfit. You couldn't find anything that would hide your hickeys. He really went to town didn't he? There were at least fifteen. Then you remembered you planned to go to the mall with your best friend before you even met Brendon, and she was bringing her new boyfriend. "Bren?" you squeak "can you go to the mall with me and my friend" "Sure baby" he smiled and gathered an outfit of his own. You took a shower, got dressed, combed out your tangled hair, and filled your purse with everything you needed for the mall. Brendon had a blue t-shirt and jeans. You wore a band tee with black skinny jeans.
You got in Brendon's car and drove to your friend's house. You texted her on the way there.
Hey who is ur bf anyway?
She immediately texted back.
Ur not gonna believe me but OMFG ITS SPENCER FROM PATD
No. Fucking. Way. "Uh... Brendon? Do you know who Spencer is dating?" He tilts his head and raises one eyebrow "no... he's telling me tonight with all the other guys and I was going to take you to surprise them. Why?" "Well, you know that friend we're meeting? It's her" his jaw hit the floor. You can't look at his jaw without getting distracted. That jawline... "Holy shit" he mutters. "Brendon" you choke. "Yeah?" He worriedly whispered. "We both are fucking covered in hickeys" "shit" he giggles. Well, too late to find that moth-munched turtleneck in the back of your closet at your old house. They would see the hickeys, she would freak out, and you both would be embarrassed.
You reached the mall, parked the car, and met your friend in the food court. It looked like you both needed neck braces. Both your friend and Spencers' jaws dropped. "Bro, holy shit" Spencer said and Brendon just smiled. "Y/nn! What happened?! Are you ok?" You remembered you had taken a beating for the past few days. Slapped cheeks, a black eye, a swollen jaw, and a shit ton of hickeys with no explanation. "Is she your girlfriend?" Spencer said, pointing to me. He nodded. " Is that how..." He quietly said, pointing to Brendon's hickeys. "Yeah dude" Brendon said laughing and Spencer joined in his fit of laughter. After explaining to your friend how you got all your injuries, including your hickeys, and how you met Brendon, she grabbed Spencer's hand. "So you two are dating?" Spencer asks and you both nod and hold each others hands. He places a feather kiss on your healing cheek.
You all got lunch and went to a few shops. It was pretty uneventful. You didn't buy anything but a cheap band tee. Brendon was extremely adorably sweet, as he always is. You drove home singing to "Don't Threaten Me With a Good Time" when that song came on. The song that nearly ended it all. Maybe it wasn't the song, but what happened after. It was just foreshadowing. Piano began to blast on the radio as "End of All Things" began. Why now, why ever? This song was for her. She is way prettier. She is better than me. Brendon's smile disappeared. " I know this song was written for her but we're over now okay- just don't be upset 'cause-"
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