Imagines

We'll remain the same (Brendon Urie)

(A.N.: enjoy this Brendon Urie imagine :) it's kinda written like a fic... It was really fun to write and the girl I wrote if for was stoked! Haha I hope you enjoy!)

Your POV
High school was not even near to be as exciting as you thought it'd be. Classes were boring, teachers were boring, students were boring, even the freaking lockers were boring. At least there was you best friend, Brendon. He was a sweetheart. You knew each other ever since you were 4, and never even got in one fight. Not once. He was just this adorable teenager, with dark hair and red glasses. He always had eyeliner on and his jean were probably tighter than yours. Sometimes you wondered why you were friends, because you were both so different. But so similar at the same time. You walked to his locker, worried because he did not meet you at yours, as he always did. Fortunatly, he was there, facing his pale beige locker. He was mumbling unhearable words, looking real nervous. "Hey Bren?"

POV Brendon
I was just facing my locker, knowing she would be worried as hell if I didn't show up at hers soon enough. I was just... Nervous. I practised the few sentences I wrote down earlier today. C'mon Bren, it can't be that hard. You've sang and played guitar in front of dozens of people. She's your best friend. C'mon. "Hey uh I-I just uhh.. I wanted to know uhh maybe, maybe well ya know... I wanted to ask you if-" "Hey Bren?" I heard her ask behind me. Oh god. I hope she didn't hear the lovely conversation I was having with my locker. "Uh hi I-I-I was just uhh..." Quick, Brendon, quick find something. "Talking on the phone with Ryan!" Perfect. "But Bren... Your phone's in your pocket" she laughed. Right. It was. Dammit. "What were you talking about with your locker?" She asked, obviously laughing at me. "Uhhh I just uhh... I wanted to uhh well I-I don't know uhh maybe we could uhh.. Well I mean, I'd like to ask you if uhh.. Well if you'd go to homecoming with me? But uhh oh my god uh I'm sorry uh of course you don't I mean we're friends and ugh you probably have a date already and uhh I'm sorry I'll just.." She cut me off. "Bren. Yes, yes I will go to homecoming with you" she smiled. I mean, how can she even be so calm?! I was legit fainting right now! "I ugh great! I mean uh yeah, it's awesome, we'll have a good time probably and uh well of course we will because with you, it's always a great time and uhh-" "Bren, just shut up and kiss me" she said, leaning in. I leaned in and there was the start of our love story.

*11 years later*
Your POV
You're walking down the aisle, your long white dress nicely floating behind you. In front of you stood Brendon Boyd Urie, the love of your life and also the only best friend you've ever had. He was just there, you could perfectly see on his face that he was holding back his excitement. That ADHD is going to kill him someday. You smiled to yourself and saw a small tear fall down his eye. He just stood there, smiling at you, crying like a little boy who's baby sister was just born. You cried yourself, thinking this is finally it. You are going to be together until death do you apart. You shiver when Brendon says the words "I do" and puts a tiny golden ring around you figer. "I do" you answer the priest when he asked the question. "Brendon Urie, you may now kissed the bride" and he did. And you know what the best part is? It's that this kiss felt exactly like your first one, in the locker room of your tiny high school. Bringing those memories back took a tear from your eye as you hug your new husband. Here you are. (Y/N) Urie. Brendon and you were married. Together. Forever and always.