Servant to Brendon Urie (Fanfic)

4. Party.

"Where have you been." Emma ask. Fuck, she got home before I did.

"Hey, I got first done now." I lie. She walk over to me, and laid her arms around my shoulder.

"I have been worried sick." She said.

"Hey it's okay, I am here." I said, and come her down.

"I know." She said, and a lowly voice.

She pull away and look at me, with a smile, that I was the only one that know it.

"No, not today." I said, and giggle.

She made puppy eyes. "Pleas, it have been so long since we did it. And I need to go." She said like a five year old baby.

"But I am tried." I giggle.

"Come on Kat." She made dose puppy eyes again.

I look into hers eyes, and tried not to abandon this. But she know she won.

"Find."

She hop up and down, clap her hands like again, a five years old.

"I will get dress."

"Okay, I will to." I giggle, and walk into mine room, to get dress.

Emma, have this weird thing that she need go in a city, and drink. Just me and her. She love when we do that, and I actually like it too. Because I don't need to think about other stuff. I just got to think about the time I have with her.

We alwas get really drunk, so drunk that we can even walk. But we always have a great time together.

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After some time, I have some ripped jeans, and a loose tank top. I took my leather jacket on, and make sure you couldn't see the hickey. I don't want any questions from Emma.

"Are you ready." Emma ask, and walk into my room. I turn around and nod. I look down of what she was waing, and it was just the same as me. But just not ripe jeans.

"Yes," I said, and walk over to the door, and out to the taxe Emma have call.

We sat in, and it drive us to the party down town.

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We walk into the two door, to the party, and there was so many people on the dancefloor.

The light was neon. And it was actually beautiful.

Me and Emma walk up to the bar, and order some drink. I got whisky, just because I like it. And Emma got some cola with ROM. It is not that bad, but it's just not me.

Emma was flirting with the bartender, like always. And I just sit in my chair and look around.

I keep feel like there's someone that look at me. But I could find the person.

That have gone some hours, and the feeling of someone looking at me, was uncomplet.

I look over to Emma, and saw she was kissing with the bartender. That was knew.

I walk over to her, and patting her shoulder, she pull away and look over to me.

"What it's." She ask, clam.

"I will just say I am going home."

"Are you sure, shall I go with you."

I shake my head. "No stay here. We ses tomorrow."

I said, and walk over to the door, and walk out.

When the feeling of someone walk behind me, I start to run. Not faster, But I walk fast.

I walk around the corner of the building. But I couldn't walk anymore, there was no other way. There was a wall down the dead end.