Is This Taboo? - Brendon Urie Fanfiction

*Chapter 54*

Mia's POV

After the incident with Katrina at the smoothie shop, she seemed to almost be following us around at school, meaning we had to be extremely careful. Even when I spent time at Brendon's house, I wasn't entirely convinced that she wasn't watching us.

One day we were resting in Brendon's bed after finishing certain activities and Brendon thought it would be a great opportunity to snap a picture of me.

"Brendon! What if someone sees that?" I asked, slightly concerned.

"I don't think it's fair that I can't have pictures of my beautiful girlfriend just because someone might see them," he said pouting.

"B...can I at least see it?"

He showed me the phone. The picture he had taken was of us snuggled up together. I was asleep with my face in the crook of his neck, so you couldn't actually tell it was me. It was certainly Brendon in the photo but the girl could be anyone...

"I guess that's ok. You can't tell it's me,"

Brendon smiled, pulling me against him.

***

Mid-semester break was coming up, and Brendon had told me that he was going away with his family for the week.

"Seeing as I'm going away for so long, I was thinking you could send me some pictures to keep me going..." he smirked at me, laying beside me in my bed.

"What kind of pictures....."

"You know, if you just happened to take your phone into the shower..."

"Brendon! I'm not sending you nudes!" I exclaimed with a chuckle.

"Come on! I'm not going to be able to see you for a whole week! I'm a horny teenage boy, and my sex drive is through the roof. How do you expect me to survive?!"

I rolled my eyes. "We'll see, but I've been thinking that we should have code names, you know, for safety reasons."

"Only if mine can be Frank,"

"Frank? Why frank?"

"Because Frank Sinatra is my absolute idol!" He exclaimed with such enthusiasm.

"OK ok," I giggled whilst grabbing out my phone and changing the name to 'Frank'.

"What about yours?" He asked, pulling out his phone.

I thought for a minute. "Sarah," I said with a small smile.

"Sarah? Why Sarah?" He asked.

"Well my mum was going to call me Sarah but then my cousin was named that so she changed to Mia. I've always liked Sarah though,"

"I prefer Mia if that means anything," Brendon said with a smile as he changed the contact name, "But if 'Sarah' sends me sexy pictures then I totally prefer 'Sarah'.

I rolled my eyes giving him a small kick, causing him to laugh.

***

A few days later and it was time for semester break, meaning Brendon was away for a week. A whole week.

After completing a full days studying, I decided to treat myself with a nice warm bubbly bath. I turned on the water and added the bubble mixture. Once it had filled to the appropriate height I added a bath bomb because why the heck not!

I slipped off my clothes and slowly submerged my body into the water, instantly relaxing when I felt the warm water cover my body.

Just then, I got a text from Brendon:

Miss you like crazy. What're you doing? – F

Having a bath... - S

Pics? ;) x - F

I rolled my eyes before actually considering taking a picture.

I decided to be cheeky and send a picture of the multi-coloured bubbles that were in my bath.

There – S

I sent, attaching the picture.

He replied almost instantly,

That's not what I meant and you know it – F

Was I really going to be one of those people? Sending pictures of themselves in somewhat compromising scenarios?

Come on babe, I'll be sure to return the favour – F

God he's persuasive. I sent a picture of myself, in the bath, and that's where it begun.

For the next week, we would exchange 'steamy' messages and the occasional picture, and I'm not going to lie, I liked it.

I was in the middle of one of these particular exchanges when I heard a knock on my door.

I rolled my eyes before calling out for whoever was on the other side to come in.

In came Jaron with an excited expression on his face.

"Oh hey, what's up?" I asked mildly irritated as I was somewhat occupied.

"I'm throwing a party Saturday night," he said excitedly.

"Um, alright, and why's that?"

"It's the end of semester break, it's kind of a senior tradition." He explained.

"Right, so why are you telling me?"

"Well you're not exactly a senior but you live here so there's no harm in you attending,"

"Right. Can I invite Angie?"

"Sure. Oh and it's a costume party, adds a certain anonymity to it," he said before removing himself from my room.

My phone buzzed beside me;

Call me – F

I smiled before dialing his number.

"Hey babe!" he said happily through the phone.

"Hey B, what's up?" I asked, happy also.

"Did you hear about Jaron's party?" he asked excitedly.

"Uh yeah I did. Are you going to be back in time to come?" I wondered.

"I'm getting back Saturday afternoon so I'll definitely be there," he replied with enthusiasm.

"Oh cool, sucks we can't hang out though," I said disappointedly.

"Why can't we?" he asked slightly confused.

"Um well there's the fact that Jaron will be there!" I exclaimed, thinking the reasoning was rather obvious.

"You're missing the point doofus," he insulted me with a laugh.

"Hey! Don't call me doofus!"

"It's a costume party."

"So?" I replied, still not getting the point.

I could almost hear him rolling his eyes at me,

"So, everyone is going to be in costumes, no one will know who anyone is," he explained.

"Oooooooo," It finally clicked in my head.

"So, if I happen to find myself fooling around with a mystery girl in a costume...."

"You're such an ass!" I said lightly whilst laughing and hanging up the phone.

I quickly dialed Angie's number.

"What up?" she answered the phone.

"Doing anything Saturday night?" I asked enthusiastically.

"Um no why?"

"Jaron's throwing a costume party and I want you to come along,"

"A costume party? Does that mean we can illegally be supplied alcohol without anyone knowing who we are and what our age is?"

I laughed, "Yeah I guess so,"

"I'm in! Let's figure out costumes,"