☾♡ BRENDON URIE IMAGINES ♡☽

Dreams

Brendon's POV

There she was, standing in my living room, wearing that black v-neck and maroon Vans that she loved so much. I have never seen someone so beautiful and breathtaking.

Y/N walked towards me while showing me her captivating smile. I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to me. I rested my forehead on hers and wrapped her hands around my neck.

"God, you're beautiful, Y/N."

Y/N grabbed my hands and led me up to my room. She closed the door behind us and she pushed me down onto the bed and crawled on top of me.

I caressed her cheek with one hand and leaned in to kiss her. She straddled me and I wrapped both of my arms around her, kissing the life out of her.

I pulled away from the kiss to stare at her face that I adored so much. She had dimples so deep, imperfection on her skin, but I love them nonetheless. She's perfect in my eyes.

"I love you, Brendon."

I love you more, Y/N."

She gave me a smile before she stood up from our position and she headed towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going back."

"What?"

I instantly woke up, drowning in my own sweat, and my heart pounding against my chest.

***

The next morning, I went to visit her in her grave. It's been two years since she left and there's not a second that passes by where I don't miss her.

I laid down right next to her body that was buried six feet under and looked up at the sky.

"I saw you in my dreams and it felt so real."