Demons ( A Brendon Urie a.u )

20.

Camilla's POV:

Time skip - 2 years ahead:)

Graduation. Probably will be the most amazing day of my life.

I finished my last coat of black mascara, and did a quick look at myself before putting the sacred, purple graduation robe on.

I am graduating at an older age, nineteen, because I had skipped a year of school because of my mental state. I am better now, that I have lived at Brendon's house, for almost 2 years now. We are a fairly happy couple, as we have been dating for a year.

I placed the cap on my head, smiling as I placed the tassel on the other side.

I took one last glance at myself, and turned the lights off. As I walked out of the room, I saw Brendon on the balcony, his arms crossed over the railing, his cute glasses on the bridge of his nose.

I walked to the balcony, my heels clicking as I made my way over to him. I placed my hand on his back, and he groaned.

"What's wrong Bren?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Nothing baby, don't worry about me." He insisted, wrapping his arms around me.

"I am, really Brendon, what's wrong?" I persisted, and he sighed.

"I'm just anxious. High schools freak me out. It wasn't the best time for me when I went." He said, and I ran my hands through his hair, because it calms him down.

"It's okay babe, I will be there with you. I'm nervous too." I admitted, and he held me closer to him.

"I love you." He whispered, and I pulled away.

"I love you too mister." I smiled and he chuckled as he pulled me in for a quick kiss.

"I think it's time to go." He laughed, and slapped my butt before running ahead of me.

"I swear to god." I chuckled, fast walking the front door.

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Brendon's POV:

"Amelia Adams."

"Melissa Kilroy."

I anxiously tapped my foot on the ground, listening and waiting for my girl to be called and walk up on the stage.

"Camilla Francis." I stood up and cheered, and I heard a few others behind me.

I turned to see who they were, and to my surprise, it was Spencer and Dallon, because Jon and Ryan left last year.

I looked back up to the stage, to see Camilla smiling brightly at me, it becoming even wider when she saw Spencer and Dallon.

She waved at us, and proceeded to sit down.

The rest of the graduation just consisted of speeches and name calling, but the only thing that stood out to me was her.

The graduation had ended, and Camilla ran off the stage, running over to me, and I caught her in my arms.

"I'm so proud of you babe. You did it." I whispered, and she giggled.

"I know, and now I'm free." She laughed as I put her down.

"Hey little graduate!" Dallon greeted, pulling Camilla into a hug.

"Sup tree. Thanks for coming!" She smiled, pulling away and going to hug Spencer.

"How are you guys?" I asked, and Spencer spoke up.

"Pretty good, we just have to finish writing some stuff so we have to leave soon." Spencer sighed.

"Yeah we should go too." I answered, Camilla nodding in agreement.

"Okay, well we will see you later." Dallon waved, and we both left in our own direction.

We headed into the car, Camilla got rid of her graduation robe and hat, so she is just in a dress that really makes me question how much longer I can handle her with it on her with people stareing.

Once we got into the car, she placed her stuff in the back and just looked out the window.

I placed my hand on her uncovered thigh, and I felt her goosebumps on my hand.

"Do you think we could try stuff later?" I asked, and her goosebumps slightly become more intense.

"Um sure." She stammered, placing a lock of curled hair behind her ear.

"We don't have to." I reassured her, I didn't want to rush anything with her, or make her uncomfortable.

"No, I want to." She smiled, and put her hand over the one I had on her leg.

"Okay."

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