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in which shy Cleo teams up with outgoing Brendon to play NERVE
I do not own the movie franchise NERVE or Brendon urie
we walk out of the neon cafe and I look around. "so...where's your car?" I ask, looking around. before I know it Brendon hands me a helmet. "what is this?" I ask. he laughs "it's a helmet". "no duh. I was wondering why you gave me it" I say, laughing a bit nervously. "because we're riding this baby" Brendon said, sitting on a nearby read motorcycle. my eyes widened "no no no no no!" I said. "listen, if you wanna play nerve, you're gonna have to get over this fear of motorcycles, because trust me, the dares we're gonna get are much MUCH worse than this" he said, putting on a helmet. I put on the helmet and hugged my jacket to my small frame. "okay get on" he said, balancing himself on the front of the motorcycle. I got on the back, keeping my distance away from his body. "uh Cleo?" he said, not yet turning on the bike "yes?" I asked as innocently as possible. "you have to hold on to me!!"he laughed I shyly wrapped my arms around his waist a little he laughed and took my fragile arms and wrapped them around his waist tighter. sailor always grabbed much much harder
I laughed and he started the cycle. I screamed he laughed harder "BRENDON WERE GONNA DIE!" "oh come on princess you're fine!" he said, laughing and driving me to the city on his bike so we could get our next dare.
we made it to the city and brendon got of his bike and we took off our helmets. my screen lit up "DARE : TRY ON THIS DRESS"
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i looked at brendon and then looked to see we had driven right in front of an expensive looking clothing store. he held up his phone and it said it was making him try on a red suit that matched the dress. him and I erupted in fits of laughter. "you comin?" he asked. I shook my head "I-I don't know" he laughed "come on, it'll be fun! there's so many watchers watching and we get so much money!" i looked him in the eyes and smiled "I really don't know if i s-should" he smiled and picked me up, making me laugh. he ran across the street with me in his arms (bridal style) and put me down inside of the store, making a bunch of snooty sales clerks roll their eyes or look at us with disgusted looks on their faces. "split up?" I asked him, walking towards the woman's section. "yeah and remember...we have to try it on by seven o clock. it's six fifty" he said, walking towards the men's section. "mhm!"
i asked a woman with blonde hair like mine and big big brown eyes if she had seen the dress. she smiled and gave it to me on a fancy looking hanger. I ran to the dressing room and tried it on. as soon as I was done I looked at myself, and did a little twirl. I loved that dress.
I ran out of the dressing room, slipping on my white worn out adidas sneakers that didn't match the dress well at all and ran to the means section to see brendon standing in a matching red suit. I laughed as he pretended to be a model, turning and slapping his butt. I walked closer and he smiled "you look amazing" he said, filming me so the watchers could see, making me blush. "well I'll be right back, I'm gonna change" I say, walking back to the room. I looked around the posh pink dressing room and didn't find any of my clothes. I ran back and saw that Brendon's clothes were gone as well. we looked at each other and before I knew it, I was walking out of the dressing room in just my bubblegum pink lace bra and white lace undies. I look and see brendon , only wearing a pair of black Calvin cline underwear with his black converse. looking hot as always. wAIT WHAT?!
after an awkward elevator ride and run through the store, we made it to the motorcycle. there were little bags hanging from the handlebars. the dress and suit!
we changed back into our fancy clothing and I asked brendon why we got the clothes back "well someone probably used daddy's credit card to buy them for her favorite nerve players" he said, pointing to a small redheaded girl hiding in the bushes with her cellphone. I laughed and we got on the bike after putting on helmets. "where to next" I ask. "the next dare might freak you out Cleo..." "what is it?" I ask. "I get to pick you a tattoo" he says, smirking. "no no no no" I say. he laughs and hits the gas pedal "no turning back!"
