It's been exactly one week since Brendon annouced to the world-or anyone who gave a fuck about Panic, that we had started dating. I know the exact amount of days because the same day it happened, was the day I lost my privacy.
They know where I live, they know who I am and what I do. I can't leave my apartment without being followed by someone, it is the most awful thing ever. I don't see how anyone can just live their life like this.
I haven't left my apartment for anything except for work, which is the worst of it because I work for my boyfriend. So of course they follow me there and ask the dumbest questions and I am suppose to just ignore it.
"Are and Brendon getting married?"
"Are you pregnant?"
"When are you and Brendon moving in together?"
"Did Brendon leave Sarah for you?"
"Are you the reason Sarah and Brendon got a divorce?"
NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
I just want to shout at them but instead I keep my mouth shut as I walk inside of Brendon's apartment building, luckily Brent keeps them from coming in. I run to the elevator and wait for it to open. When does, I get on with a huff.
All I wanted to do was come see Brendon and maybe go out on a date or something but with the amount of people outside watching our every move I fear we won't be able to.
When I'm on his floor I walk to his door and knock once, he answers a few short seconds later. When he sees me he looks releaved that I'm there.
"Did they hurt you?" he asks, pulling my body inside, examining it.
"I'm fine" I tell him with a sigh.
"I can't believe they are being like this! You'd think they would have found someone else to pick on" Brendon groans.
"Why couldn't you believe it. They were basically hungry cats and we fed them and once you feed a cat they won't leave" I tell him, going into the living room and sitting down. Brendon follows me in and looks out his window, he lets a frustrated groan and pulls at his hair.
"There are more" he whines, sitting down next to me. I shake my head and ignore it now, theres nothing we can do.
Brendon's phones goes so he picks up and answers it.
"Hello?" he questions. After a second or two his face goes blank and then he looks at me worriedly. He stands up quickly and runs to the door, I hear it lock and then he comes back into the living room. What the fuck is going on?
"It's okay, there's nothing you could do to stop it. We'll figure it out" he says and then hangs up. "We're stuck in here" he states. What does that even mean?? "Everyone got through, fans, paps, right now their probably looking for this apartment"
"Are you fucking serious?" I ask, standing up and he nods. "So I'm just stuck here?!" I mean its not the worst place to be stuck I would just like the option of leaving.
I'm sorry babe. If I would have known they were going to be here I wouldn't have asked you to come over" he explains, leaning closer to me.
"It's not your fault Bren, I would have been mad if I couldn't come over too. At least I got the better of the two options...I don't have any plans, I'll just wait here until they leave"
"So, since were stuck here. What do you want to do?" he asks and I shrug.
"I wanted to go out and do something but I guess that's not an option...watch a movie I guess" I let out a sigh and lean back against the couch. Brendon matches my sigh and pushes himself off the couch to grab his Xbox controller off the TV. He turns on the TV as he's up there and comes back to sit down. He's about to click on the Netflix app when there's knocking on the door.
"Brendon! Brendon Urie!" there's more knocking and a mixture of voices. I shoot a look at Brendon and gets up. He goes to the door and I follow behind. He looks through the peep hole and let's out a quiet groan. He turns to me, putting his finger on his lips. He grabs my hand and walks us back to his bedroom, shutting the door.
"If we're quiet, they'll move on." he tells me in a whisper.
"This has to be illegal or something. They can't just walk through an apartment building, banging on the doors" I say a little less quiet then I should have been.
"I don't know but I might have to move" he tells me. He sits down on his bed and pulls me in between his legs, placing his hands on my hips. I look down at him as he looks up to me with his beautiful brown eyes, pouting a little.
"Do you want to?" I ask him after it's been a little silent for too long.
"I hate the process and finding a new place is so annoying....but" his pout turns into a smile. "It wouldn't be as difficult if you moved in with me?" he says and my stomach drops. I want to move in with him of course but it's so soon, we've only been together a little over a month. What if it turns out bad?
"Brendon" I let out an exasperated sigh, tapping his chin.
"Come on Rion, we love each other. What more do we need to move in together" he asks, pulling me down to sit on his lap.
"Time to get to know each other better, stability from one another, we can't jump into this so early, what if something bad were to happen, where could I go? We'd be living together" I explain.
"Than don't move in as my girlfriend, move in as my friend" he offers.
"Are you breaking up with me?" I laugh.
"Definitely not" he matches my laugh, pulling my arm to rub it randomly. "If we move in as friends, if we break up we can still live together" he smirks.
"That doesn't even makes sense" I shake my head.
"Well I don't know, I just want you to live with me" he groans. I let out a sigh and shake my head before saying this.
"I'll live with you but I won't move in with you. I'll keep my apartment and go back when needed but I'll sleep here and everything. Does that sound like a plan?" I ask him.
"Really? You'd do that for me?" he ask in awe and I nod with a smile.
"I'd do anything for you Brendon, I love you"
"I love you too" he says before kissing me softly on the lips. I pull away realizing I don't hear the people outside.
"Hear that?" I ask and he shakes his head. "Exactly" I pull myself from off his lap but as soon as I'm about to touch the door knob he pulls me back against his chest.
"We don't have to go out there" he shrugs. "We can find fun things to do in here" he leans down and kissing my jaw line.
"Okay Urie" I laugh, turning to face him, reaching up and kissing his lips.
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When The Day Met The Night
FanfictionPanic! At The Disco's Brendon Urie just got a divorce, making him sad and lonely. But also re-establishing his bachelor status. Rian is a photography major who got a job at a photography agency in La. I bet you can guess what happens next.