Fuck Off, Church Boy (Bryler|TylerxBrendon)

Chapter 15 (edited)

I don't have anything important to say, besides this beautiful picture, so I'm just gonna get right on with this chapter!

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Brendon's POV

I could hardly make myself go to sleep that night, but when I finally managed to, it was a deep and peaceful sleep. I woke up the next morning, feeling happy and full of energy. The very thought of Tyler made my heart run a fucking marathon and my stomach do somersaults.

I'm just glad that he doesn't think I'm another asshole who wants to pick on him. He thought that I hated him, so he hated me. He told me before he left that doesn't hate me. He even kissed me on the cheek!

I felt my face go bright red after he did, but he was already halfway out the door, so he didn't see it, or how intense it was. He's coming over again, and I couldn't be happier.

I jumped out of my bed, and showered as fast as I could. I got out, fixed my hair, and then picked out black skinny jeans and a band shirt.

I'm so basic smh....

Anyways, about ten minutes later, Tyler knocked on the front door. I raced down the stairs to get the door.

I saw mom already standing there with the door open, and an ugly glare plastered on her face while she looked Tyler up and down. She made a disapproving sound and rolled her eyes at him.

He let out a shaky sigh, and I saw his eyes barely starting to water. My blood was already boiling as my face slowly grew darker and darker shades of red.

I rushed down the stairs, and when mom caught sight of me, all disappointment fled from her face. "Mom." I said through gritted teeth. She smiled brightly at me, completely ignoring Tyler's presence. "I'll take him. Come on, Ty." I smiled softly at him, and stretched my hand out to him. His face lit up when he saw me, and hurriedly brushed past my mom, and grabbed my hand.

She scoffed. "Bren!" she hissed.

"What?" I snapped, pulling Tyler to my hip and protectively wrapping my arm around his waist.

"Why are you being nice to him?" she asked, actually concerned as to why I cared about another human being's feelings.

I sighed, and Tyler looked up at me with his sweet chocolate eyes full of hope. I took in a deep breath, and looked back down at him with an "I'm sorry" look. He nodded disappointedly, and looked down at his feet.

"I'm just being nice, mom." I lied.

"Whatever." She waved it off. With another roll of her eyes, and an angry huff, she walked away.

"I'm sorry, Ty..." I frowned.

I could feel the water works starting up again, and I was about to cry before Tyler lightly cupped my jaw and slowly pulled my head down to him. He gave me a small smile and whispered, "It's okay, B. I understand."

I leaned in just a tad bit more, as did Tyler.

He moved his hands from my jaw, and wrapped his arms around my neck. He glanced down at my lips, before looking away embarrassedly. He was blushing, and to keep from smiling, he took the corner of his bottom lip in between his teeth.

I giggled, and pulled him closer to my chest. "I really do like you, Ty Guy..." I smiled goofily.

He smirked. "Nice nickname, you dork." He laughed lightly. "And I really like you too.." He added on, in a whisper.

"I don't believe you do!" I joked.

"Oh really?" He challenged, with another cute smirk.

"Yes-"

I was quickly cut off by a soft pair of lips moving beautifully on top of mine. It took me a minute to register what in the actual blue fuck was happening. He slowly moved a hand from off of my neck, and then intertwined his fingers with my hair and lightly tugged. I groaned unexpectedly loud, and firmly gripped Tyler's hips before I could do anything else. My eyes widened at the groan , and he squeaked, surprised at my sudden actions. I pulled away, and I felt my face grow a deep shade of red from embarrassment. He smiled a big smile at me.

"Eager, are we?" He giggled with a raised eyebrow.

I blushed darker, if that was even humanly possible to have your face get to a darker shade of red. I looked down at my feet.

Tyler cupped my face again, and quickly pulled me in for another kiss on the lips. I smiled into it, and as my arms were gripping his hips, I heard a loud shriek come from the other side of the room.

"BRENDON BOYD URIE!" my mom screamed louder than I've ever heard anyone ever scream.

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Sorry I haven't updated in about a week. I've been having terrible writer's block, and I've been kinda struggling, so yurp. I hope you like the new update!