(This book is like my baby, it's growing so much!!! Thank you guys!!)
"Open it!" Brendon teased me as we sat on the floor of his house. "What are you waiting for? A midget to pop out?"
"No just, I want you to open yours first." I nagged, smiling. It has snowed, a wimpy snow. There were no white Christmases in Nevada. "No you open yours!"
"No! Open yours!"
"I insist."
I gave in an opened mine, there was a long black box inside. "Aww.. you got me a necklace." I opened the box and there was note that said "syke."
"I.. I'm.. wow Brendon." I stared at him with my bitch face on. "Really?"
"Look look, I got you something better than a necklace." Brendon shuffled in his pocket, and pulled out a smaller black box. "It's a promise ring, it's stupid and shit but I thought maybe you'd like it."
"Of course I'd like it you idiot!" I stole the box away from him and slipped it on my own finger. "Now I feel like your gift is lack luster..."
Brendon opened his gift, behold... I got him all four Shrek movies. "What the fuck." He stared in awe at the movies, "Aren't they lovely, honey?" I sarcastically said. "Totally, doll."
"We should watch them all tonight." I smiled like a child when he said this. "How could we not, they're the best movies in cinematic history." I was dead serious in saying this, Shrek is, mwah, so good.
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We'd fallen asleep half way through the third movie. I fiddled with the pretty sapphire ring on my finger, gold plating... it was gorgeous for a promise ring. The sapphire cut into a heart and everything. So lovely...
I sat up a bit only to be pulled in closer by Brendon, "Stayyyy." He groaned: "I'm not going anywhere silly." I checked my phone, it was three in the morning. No harm in checking Twitter.. signed into @panicatthedisco...
I checked the DMs for any brand deals, nothing. I checked mentions, only a few on our teaser for a new album. We'd been working on it for a while and we had one more song to record. January 17th. It seemed so far away. Brendon and I were already on our six month anniversary. I'm sure he'll be around much longer than that, though.
"(Y/N)! Can we please record another song?"
"God Bren, you spooked me right out of my spot. What is it?"
"ALL THE BOYS! I've had the memo on my phone for a while and I wrote it about you annndd it's just, super."
"Fine, but if you wrote it about me, sing it alone. Why'd you bring this up just now?" I inhaled sharply, opening my already watery eyes further.
"I dunno. It just kinda popped into my head, I'll notify Pete." Brendon picked up his phone and texted "Mr. Wets" as Brendon liked to call him. I decide not to ask questions.
"All done." Brendon locked his phone and put it on the charger.
"Why did you text him at three in the morning? Your text will get lost."
"Eh?"
"Goodnight Bren."
"Goodnight Fiona."
"That makes you Shrek."
"Shit."
