Show Me Your Love (A BRENDON URIE FAN FICTION)

CH. 1 THIS MAY CALL FOR A PROPER INTRODUCTION

chapter 1

this may call for a proper introduction

 

I was sitting at home on my bed deciding what to do with my day when my best friend Claire called me. "hey Heather want to come to my house and die of

fangirling over Panic! At The Disco?" I thought about it for a second or so and said yes. I hung up and started to get ready, as I looked in the mirror at my faded blue hair that turned green...Ew. I grabbed what was left of my black hair dye and colored it, well black of course! as I did this I thought of what to wear. I rushed to my closet after i finished coloring my hair, and looked into it like it was Narnia. "hmmm what to wear. I know! I can wear my

black skinny jeans with rips and sparkles all over them, my Panic! At The Disco t-shirt, my sleeping with sirens wristbands, pierce the veil earrings, and my Panic!

At The Disco rings!", as i finished giving myself raccoon eyes, and volumizing my hair, I called Claire to tell her I was on my way. She screamed with joy and hung up.

    I then hopped into my black Hummer H3 and drove to her house. As I walked up to her house she was already at the door wearing her black skinny jeans,

Panic! At The Disco shirt, and leather jacket with a huge smile on her face. "heather you will never believe what happened! come in here now!". I did as she said and

walked into her bedroom. It was painted black with purple paint splatters all over them. Her bed was Panic! At The Disco, obviously, and her desk was purple with

black paint splatters all over it. "so tell me what's so important you had to scream in my face?" i said as I giggled lightly. "I won us tickets to go see our

most favorite band in the whole fucking world!". I suddenly didn't know how to respond so i just screamed and jumped up and down on her bed. "I can't believe

this how did you win them?!" "I won them from 103.3!" she said with a lot of excitement in her voice. "Oh my god i can't believe it! "I also won us V.I.P. back

stage passes!" "Now i really can't believe this! i'm going to meet my future husband!" i said screaming and full of excitement. "and i get to meet my future husband!"

"oh my god Claire.. we're going to meet both of our future husbands... just let that sink in." i tried to say calmly. Her face lit up and she smiled brightly as she

said "i'm going to be Claire elizabeth smith!" "And i'm going to be Heather Eva Ann Urie!" We screamed in unison and went downstairs into the kitchen. "i'm so hungry

i could eat all of Panic! At The Disco." "so could I, how about i order us some pizza and candy" "you can order candy? since when?"

"since the invention of my mother happened!" we both laughed for a good five minutes until we heard a knock at the door.

    "i'll go see who it is" i said as i skipped to the door, this is pretty much my second home since i'm never really at my actual house. i slowly opened the door

to an all too familiar face. "Is Claire here?" "no" i slammed the door in Claire's ex boyfriend's face, Zack. "Who was that?" she said with a smile. I didn't know whether

to tell my best friend the truth or to tell her it was nobody. "it was zack." i said with a sigh. "oh." she said as the big smile she had on her face was replaced with a frown. "It's okay Clairey,

we're going to meet our future husbands in a few days, turn that frown upside down." i said as i pushed her lips with my fingers to make a smile on her face. She

couldn't help but smile and that made me smile, i hate it when my friends are sad, especially my best friend. "i'm going to go make sure that asshole is gone okay"

i said with a smile. she said okay as i walked back to the door with a bit of anger in my step. I looked through the peephole and saw nothing but a front porch and a sidewalk. "he's gone now we can be all excited about meeting our husband's in four days!" "Alright!" Claire said with a smile.

For the rest of the day we ate junk food, watched movies, and blasted A Fever You Can't Sweat Out, Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die, Pretty. Odd, and Vices & Virtues.