Mr Weekes (Brallon Fanfiction)

'- Memories ✔️

Dallon, Dallon, Dallon, more Dallon.

The hair that flops into the beautiful sea eyes, the velvet lips working against mine in perfect sync was better than pretty much anything I've ever felt before.

See? I can so do poetry.

Do you know who's trying to teach me poetry? Dallon.

That's a little insight on to my mind right now in case you wanted to know, full to the brim with a lot of Weekes. Those kisses behind school were truly special, to me at least. I kept remembering little snippets of it, like the cute blush on his cheeks after I complimented him, or the way he held on to me tighter when he got startled.

It was all too adorable for me to deal with. Every time I closed my eyes to try and sleep the days events replayed themselves, making my heart speed up and making me blush. I'm a mix of nervous and excited for Friday where I'll see Dallon in his natural habitat.

Or just his house, if you want to be boring.

See, I'm nervous he'll stop liking me, like he'll realise that I'm an annoying little shit and leave. It wouldn't surprise me, sure, but I don't want to lose him. Yes I have classes where he teaches me, but I don't want to lose him.

Wow I sound desperate, eh, at least I'm desperate for a hot person I guess.

I fall asleep replaying today's events over and over and over again, bringing a massive smile to my face, a tingle to my lips and most likely a blush to my cheeks. Luckily no one else was here or I would look like I was actually insane, blushing at nothing.

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"God, what has gotten into you? You're like, not being yourself, you're being, what's the word...nice" Gerard asked shoving me gently in the side to drag my head out of the clouds, me him and Billie were sat at a tree out back of school.

It was lunch and we've found this tree to be the best place for no one to pay attention to us, it's also in the shade because Gerard doesn't like the sun, he complains when he gets a tan.

Mine and Dallons kiss was yesterday, it's Wednesday today and I'm still thinking about it, I wonder if he is too. Perhaps, more like hopefully.

"What? Hey, I'm always nice!" I exclaim shoving back harder making Gerard fall into Billies lap. They both scoffed loudly at my obviously incorrect statement, niceness isn't exactly my forte.

Basically, I'm a bit of a bitch.

"Yeah, right. Next joke Urie" Billie scoffed pushing Gerard off his lap back onto the grass.

"What's happened? What's happened? Brendon Boyd Urie, I'm one of your best friends and you're gonna tell me what happened goddamnit" Gerard said pushing me over yet again so I was laying on the floor. There's a lot of pushing going on today.

"Promise you won't tell?" I ask, internally facepalming from how much I sounded like a schoolgirl.

"Yes, whatever, now tell me!" Gerard said, no, Gerard screeched at me.

"Fine, fine. You know when I ditched math the other day?" I ask, not bothering to sit up from my position laying on the floor. I've accepted the fact I'm too lazy for that right now, instead I'll just lay here on the grass.

"Yeah, what about it? Huh? What? What? What?" Gerard asked excitedly, this guy gets way too into other people's gossip.