Demons ( A Brendon Urie a.u )

13.

Brendon's POV:

That's it. I had to do this, this was my chance.

"I'm going to kiss you now." I whispered, she didn't say anything afterwards so I took that as a yes.

I leaned in, my hands guiding her face towards mine.

Then it happened.

Her lips were warm, a bit chapped, but nothing that I didn't like. It was awkward too, due to her inexperience, but it was cute as hell. I smiled into the kiss, and she did too.

Have you ever read a cliché story where two people kiss and there's, I don't know, sparks? Fireworks?

I felt something totally different. It's was like velvet, traveling through my veins, I had never felt this with other girls, this kiss was different, but.

I kinda liked it.

When she pulled away, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were more of a light red color. The velvet was gone, but now a tingly feeling erupted throughout my body, leaving me just extremely happy.

I smiled at her with all of the happiness that is inside me.

"Would you like to go to my house?" I ask, after pulling her into a hug.

She nodded into my chest and I smiled.

"Great, let's go."

Camilla's POV:

It kinda just all happened. One moment i'm in his arms and the next his lips are on mine.

They felt good. Soft and warm on my own. He left me feeling like I was floating on cloud nine. We soon pulled away and I see a smiling Brendon in front of me.

Soon after we went back to Brendon's house to just relax and watch movies while laying on the couch. Now was the time to tell him what happened.

"So... I have something to tell you Bren." I start.

He looks at me as if he just saw someone run over his favorite blazer. I clear my throat and thoughts getting ready to tell him.

"So when I went to see Ryan... He.. Um.. Told me he liked me, more than a friend." I looked down avoiding eye contact with Brendon.

"That's why you saw me running out of the hospital with tears down my face. I panicked (a/n: at the disco) and ran. I should've told him about us. I should've told him no. I'm so sorry Brendon.".

As I finished I didn't realize that I had started to cry. He pulled me in a bone crushing hug, rubbing my back in a soothing motion.

"Darling, please don't cry, it wasn't your fault. I wouldn't have known what to say either." He reassures me, his chin on the top of my head.

The last thing I remember was being in brendon's arms and drifting to sleep.

The next morning, I awoke with the sun in my eyes, and I squint to try to see. I move my head to the side, my nose hitting Brendon's chest. Soft snores escaped his mouth, and his arms were wrapped loosely around my body. He even looks handsome when he sleeps.

I played with his hair, running his smooth black locks through my fingers. I couldn't resist to kiss him right now. I leaned over to his lips, lightly pressing mine to his own.

The cloud feeling came back again and then the inevitable happened. I felt a hand reach my neck and his kisses me back. I smile before pulling away, and he had a smirk on his face.

"I almost thought it was a dream but hey, I'd love if you spent the night more often and got woken up like that." He smiles.

I laughed in response, and he lifted the blanket off himself, and I don't know how I didn't notice this before but. He didn't have a shirt on. Lord have mercy.

I looked away, blushing madly.

"You like what you see?" Brendon joked, and I smacked his arm.

I blushed even more, and I walked out of the room, walking downstairs to watch some tv.

Brendon came downstairs soon after, this time with a shirt on.

"Do you want breakfast? I'll make it." He asks, walking into the kitchen.

"Do you need help?" I question, and he shakes his head.

"Nope, I got it. Just sit your pretty butt down and watch bob's burgers, while chef Urie gets down to business." He chuckles.

I heard a loud thud coming from the kitchen and see a milk covered Brendon walk out. He had a pan full of eggs in one hand and a half empty milk carton in the other.

I helped him clean up not only the kitchen but himself. He was now a squeaky clean Brendon.