Brallon Imagines

Uh#6

Never have I kissed a man. Never have I thought I'd be sitting on the side of the road in front of my house I just got kicked out of. It just happened so quickly that I got caught up in the moment. Well, a moment that managed to make me live on the streets. I didn't mean to kiss him, it just happened. I pull out my phone, calling the singer of The Brobecks. We had became good friends on tour and I hadn't seen him in a while. I could call Spencer or Jon but they might not except me. They might want to quit the band just like Ryan told me before he pushed me down the stairs of our shared apartment. Relief come upon me when Dallon answers. It's only nine o' clock at night he hopefully shouldn't have been asleep."Hey Bren. whats up?" I smile at the sound at some ones voice who isn't mad at me. "Can you pick me up by chance. Ry. kicked me out." I run my hand through my hair out of nervousness. "Why not I have nothing else better to do. "He reply's.

After hanging up, I go back up to the door and open it with out knocking. "What are you doing?" I turn around and through the hall way backwards." I need my crap don't I? Can't just leave my belongings in a place they're not wanted." I can mentally see his eyes rolling while I had turn around to enter my room. Shove it in a bag and run. I Tell my self. And when the bell rang I did exactly that. I also wanted to get there before Ryan figure out who I was staying with. He'd be ticked off even more if he thought I replaced my "bestfriend" with some one else. I quickly close the door behind me like a teenage girl would have done in a cheesy romance movie, and leaned against it. But, instead of falling against the door I had just made the situation awkward by making our selves about two inches apart. "Sorry dude. I had to get my crap before I left. Anyways, how have you've been?" The tall figure in front of my moves out of the way and starts to walk down the three stairs. "Good just messing around with my bass, and working on some songs." I nod and followed him to his black car. I'm so glad he didn't take a long time to get here

After a minute of silence of just sitting and driving, Dallon looks over at me and asks, "What happened with you and Ryan?" I look down at my lap and back up and sigh. "This might be really weird and odd but you know what I don't care anymore. I kissed him." At that exact second a turning semi's trailer hit Dallon's car, making it spin into a ditch, leaving it at an angle. "Are you okay?" I say opening my eyes. He lifts his head off the window."Dammit my head feels like hell." He whispers. I lean my head back against the seat and let out a sigh of relief."By chance did you get the license plate number?" He groans which resembles as a no. I unbuckle my seat belt and look at the cracked window. He goes to touch the back of his head, "wait, Dal don't touch it." I see blood on the head rest and some going on his neck. "What's that noise?" He asks.

I look out my window and see the red, white, and blue lights flashing. "Stay here I'm going to jump out and help you ." Running over to the other side and almost tripping while doing so, two police officers and ambulance show up. Ignoring there presence, I pull on the crushed up handle on the car. "Sir, we'll get him. Go to the ambulance so they can check on your head." I shake my head."I'm fine. DALLON!" I scream. I run to the passenger side and grab his face, as the fire fighters(that I clearly didn't see show up) with a door cutter. I move his barley conscious body, as they pull the door off. Two EMT's come and put him on a stretcher, even though they're so much smaller than him.

I hear my phone buzzing from the passenger seat. I sprint over too it and see Jon's number show up. I heard some one yell to get to the ambulance and that my head is bleeding. I turn around and start walking up the ditch towards the vehicle. I hear my phone go off again. This time a text message from him that says, "I quit the band." I jog up to the ambulance that Dallon isn't in so they can fix what ever the hell is wrong with my head. But two things are stuck in my head. Dallon and the two non existent members in my band. I hear the sirens of the ambulance start playing as the EMT's place an oxygen mask on me, and needle comes into eye sight by my arm.

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I've only ever been in a hospital a hand full of times, and one of those is being stuck with my friend who got a concussion from the car accident we were both in. I was fine, I just had to get stitches on the back of my head. But  Dallon got more damage because the semi trailer hit the drivers side. He had also been high on Nitrous oxide (laughing gas) for the pass two days. He keeps wanting me to lay by him which, I haven't been minding. I'll be taking him home soon right after the gas where's off and he's aware of what he's doing."Bren." He whispers."I love you." I look over at him." Are you still high on gas?" He shakes his head tiredly. I sink down on his bed and look over at him, and kiss the side of his head."Oh Dal what am I going to do with you." I laugh.

A/N
Everything I wright is literal shit so if this is really bad I'm sorry. I hope you enjoyed this and didn't think it was cheesy. I'll make another soon and if you have any request send me them!~Nelly_thefangirl