I woke up, opened my groggy eyes, and stared at a sleeping Brendon. "Good morning, sunshine." I bopped his nose, then kissed it. Wait. What the hell, me?
WHY DID YOU KISS HIS NOSE YOU LITTLE FUCKBOY WE ARE NOT AN ITEM WE ARE A MUSICAL DUO ABORT MISSION! I scrambled to get out of his grasp and leave. Nope. Not happening. Gotta blast. NUH UH. I started breathing funny as I grabbed my notebook and bag, I wanted out as soon as possible.
"Where are you going? Aren't you supposed to make me breakfast?" I spun around to a tired Brendon. "I-I've got a th-" He smiled and went back in his room to put on a shirt. I started unlocking his door and spoke from his room. "Did you kiss my nose?" I wanted to scream. Scream loud enough to break the sound barrier. "M-m-must've been a dream, hah.. I've gotta go, bye now!" I opened the door and ran to my car, locking myself inside. I turned it on and he radio turned on.
"I can't help, falling in love with you.." Elvis's smooth voice played. Fuck you. I quickly changed channels. "I hate you. I love you. I hate that I love you." Stop, please. I turned the radio off and tried to cool down in my car. I heard a banging on my window. Kill me now. "Hey! (Y/N) are you alright?" I heard Brendon's voice echo in my head. "Yep! I'm okay. Just, uh, gotta go visit my mom." Brendon laughed. "You said your mom lives in Maine."
Shit. "Oh.. Yeah. Um.." I drummed my fingers on my steering wheel and sighed. "I did kiss your nose and I freaked out. Sorry." He laughed and his cheeks grew little red. Ugh, his smile... I slammed my head on my steering wheel and the horn went off for a good ten seconds. "Ugh... I'm stupid." I whispered to myself. "We're a musical duo not a couple. We. Are. Not. A. Couple. And. Never. Will. Be." Brendon knocked on the window on the other side of the car and I pulled up the lock so he could get in.
"Hey, you don't have to be so shy when it comes to me! Shit happens, ya know?" I nodded even though I was only staring at him and not listening to a word coming out of his mouth. His lips are so perfect, his eyes, his glasses... I shook my head and awoke from my daydream. "If it makes you feel any better, I made you sleep in my bed on purpose." I KNEW IT! "Y-you did? Why?" Brendon looked at his lap and up at me, looking me up and down. "I dunno... Because I wanted you to?" I rolled my eyes. "You sneaky bastard..." He took my hand. "I know." I pulled my hand out of his.
"Speaking of visiting my mom, I'm going to Maine for a few weeks." Brendon frowned and whispered something under his breath.
"Shit."
(This book is such shit lmao)
