Don't You Go Down-[BOOK 2]

Lonely

"Goddamit Dallon! Stop scaring me like that!" I screamed.

Dallon always kept on scaring me, coming up from behind me and letting his fingers prance on my shoulder like a spider.

I was currently on periscope, scoping with Brendon, paying attention to everyone because I know the struggles of getting noticed on periscope.

"Oh, here's one. Brendon: what's the deal with hugging Ivy so much? You know, I really want to know the answer to that too mister." I read the comment and raise an eyebrow at Brendon.

Brendon laughed and wrapped his arm around me, giving me a kiss on the cheek like he always does. "I do that because Ivy Urie is my daughter and personal fluffy teddy bear, I love her." Brendon says and I blush. "Aww!"

"Plus I have nothing else to lay on when I'm not sleeping In my bed."

My expression turned into a death glare, and I punched his arm.

"Hey, stop it. I'm saving these guns for a special lady." Brendon's eyebrows raise, then mine do too.

All the comments are just: "SCANDAL."

"Look, I'm okay with you hugging me tightly, but I won't let you strangle me to death."

Brendon laughs and twists my hair around his finger. "Nuh uh, another special lady."

Another woman?

"Who is this?" I ask.

"You'll meet her later. Don't stress it."

But NOw I'M stRESseD oUt.

"Fine."

"Look who has attitude." Brendon says pouting.

"If you won't tell me. I'm not talking."

Brendon am I glare into each other eyes for a hot minute, and then Brendon breaks the glare.

"Nope. Nada. Not falling for that glare again. I've made many mistakes with that glare of yours."

"Hey panic fans! My glare made Brendon call Ry-" Brendon put his hand on my mouth and we both started laughing.

*******

"Maybe like...-" Alec plays the keys on his piano. His fingers dancing on the keys, each leaving behind a tune.

We were practicing a cover of Golden Days, which took a few days to learn, but we finally memorized the notes and I also pre-memorized the lyrics since it's my favorite song.

"Okay, from the top. 1 - 2 - 3-"

Alec starts the song and looks at me.
Smiling, I start:

"I found a pile of Polaroids
In the crates of a record shop.
They were sexy, sexy looking back,
From a night that time forgot, mhmm!"

I sang, tapping my foot to the beat.

When I sing, it's like I've just stepped into a new world where I don't notice anything around me but the notes spinning around my head. I closed my eyes and let the feeling sink in.