Brooks pov:
I sat in my car speechless. What just happened? I mean I'm glad it did but why? I hadn't moved. My car door was still wide open. My legs were still at my chest. And my face held the same almost emotionless expression. I knew he was only doing it to calm me down, but why did he have to kiss me? Hadn't he messed with my brain enough? I wish he would have just slapped me and made me hate him, instead of leaving this feeling in my stomach. It was clear the feelings haven't left. As soon as his lips touched mine I felt the same spark I had felt the first time he kissed me. I picked up my phone from the passenger's seat and turned it on. It was 1:30 am. "Oh my god" I whispered to myself. I have work in 6 hours. That may have seemed like a long time but I was running low on sleep. I closed my car door, started the engine, and drove silently to my apartment. As soon as I got in I threw on some shorts and a tank top and practically dove into my bed.
I know sucky short chapter. Idk if I'm gonna continue this story. I just don't really think I will have the time cause school is starting soon. But I may change my mind idk
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Nicotine (A Brendon Urie fanfiction)
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