What? The gay boy?

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'Ryan.'

All Brendon knew was his name, and for a week or two, that's how it stayed. Ryan was always oddly silent. He kept to himself in class and usually avoided interrogation. Brendon wanted to befriend him but didn't have the guts too...

'I'm Brendon fucking Urie, the most popular boy and I don't even have the balls to talk to him.' Brendon constantly thought. Whenever he attempted to approach Ryan he would become too nervous or be carried away by Sarah or a sea of his friends. All he knew was his name and the tone of voice. Which to Brendon, was downright sexy.

"Brenny! Bren!"
Screeched Sarah, trying to gain Brendon's attention.

"Oh uh sorry babe..." He croaked, hazy from his daydreams

"You've been so distant lately, ugh." Sarah groaned. She got up and headed toward the women's restroom.
Brendon knew this was his one chance to talk to Ryan, he got up and strode to his table.

Sitting at the table were, well, not the most popular kids... the ones commonly chewed on by kids of Brendon's status, including Patrick, Mikey, Troye and of course Ryan himself. Ryan was slowly writing something in a small notebook, and Brendon couldn't help but notice how perfectly his hair framed his face. 'damn.' he thought.

"Shit, it's him." Frantically said Patrick, quickly gathering his belongings.

"Don't worry Stumpy, I'm not after you today." Cooly replied Brendon.

Ryan looked up at Brendon who quickly found himself blushing.
"Hi, Brendon." He said in that sexy tone of his.

'He actually remembered my name.' Brendon thought and couldn't help but smile.

The other boys at the table just stared, wide-eyed that someone like Brendon was actually talking to someone of their kind.

"We should talk sometime..." Brendon remarked.

"I'd like that." Said Ryan with a voice like silk billowing in the wind before he scribbled down his number and tore it out of his notebook, handing it to Brendon while the other boys stared in awe.

Brendon was gushing with excitement and had to retain his cool so he simply added "Thanks."
"Of course, Urie." Replied Ryan, and Brendon was thrilled.

"Baaaaaaaaaabe!" Hollered Sarah from their table, hands on her hips and obviously pissed.
"See ya." Said Brendon clutching Ryan's number and darting toward his girlfriend.

"Where the hell were you?!" She hissed

"I was just uh, talking to Ryan, babe." He awkwardly replied.

"What? The gay boy? Whatever." She finished.

They continued to eat their lunch until Gerard Way (the most popular senior) strode to their table and slammed his hands down.
"Hey losers, I'm having a party on Halloween and you asshats are all invited!"
Gerard was cocky, but still their friend, he only acted like an ass because of his 'god' like status at their school. Brendon was sure all of the popular kids wore a thick mask to appeal to the masses, and sometimes they always stayed on.

"Oh sweet bro, there gonna be boos?" Asked Pete, someone fairly new to the popular scene.

"Hell yeah dude!" Replied Gerard rolling his eyes. "See you scrubs then." And he laughed on to the next table where Tyler and Josh sat.

"Oh my God babe we have to go! We toootally need matching costumes!" Sarah's tone explained her excitement although there still was 3 weeks until the party.
"Yup..." Brendon reluctantly replied.

When Brendon got home he spent an hour debating if he should text Ryan. After a long session of mental persuasion, he did it.

Brendon: Hey it's Brendon

Brendon waited for a reply imagining every scenario in his bed at once until,

Ryan: hey dude, whatcha doin?

For the next 3 weeks, small conversations became regular for Brendon and Ryan. They even talked at school when Brendon wasn't being pulled every which way by Sarah or his groupies. They started to learn about each other and quickly form a bond. In that 3 weeks, something had changed... and soon it was the night of the party.

Sorry that took awhile to update! I hope you're enjoying it and I'll work on it when I can. I hope those affected in Orlando are okay. Much love ❤
~ Amara

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