Is This Taboo? - Brendon Urie Fanfiction

*Chapter 55*

Mia's POV

Today was the day of the party and I was surprised that my parents had let Jaron host it. It's not like they're uptight or anything, just letting at least 100 students get smashed in your house isn't an easy thing to do. They did decided to hand around and 'chaperone' from a distance type of thing.

Angie and I decided to get ready at her house so that Jaron didn't know what we were dressed as.

We decided to dress up as matching skeletons, painting our faces and hand's whilst wearing skeleton dresses and tights. We paired the outfits with white wigs, making us look almost identical.

"We look hot," Angie said, adjusting the fringe of her wig.

"I can't disagree with you on that one," I laughed lightly.

It was currently 8pm, and seeing as the party started at 7 we decided it was time to head over. We had to park up the street a bit as it was full of cars. We walked down towards my house, which was flooded with loud music, coloured lights and people in costumes.

Some people were recognisable, like Jaron, and others, like myself and Angie, couldn't be told from a random on the street. Perhaps some of them were!

We went upstairs where it was quieter to dump our shit in my room.

"How am I going to find Brendon when everyone is in costume?" I asked Angie, opening my bedroom door.

I flicked the light on to find a rather large, purple llama laying across my bed.

Angie burst out laughing whilst I just stood there looking confused.

"Um sorry, what're you doing in here?" I asked, slightly irritated that someone was lying on me bed.

"Are you telling me you can't recognise me?" a voice asked from beneath the head of the llama.

"Brendon?" I exclaimed.

The llama chuckled before standing up from the bed and removing his head, revealing a very messy-haired (and hot) Brendon.

"The one and only," he said, moving towards me and enveloping me in a hug.

"How did you know it was me?" I asked, confused as to how he could tell Angela and I apart.

"Well I assumed that you would eventually make a trip to your room,"

"No I meant how could you tell Angie and I apart?"

Brendon laughed, "I'd be a pretty shit boyfriend if I couldn't tell the girl I've slept with and her best friend apart."

I punched his arm lightly, but it seemed to have little effect due to his extra padding.

"Should we join the party?" he asked, putting his head back on.

"Yeah I guess so, but how are you going to drink?"

Brendon stuck his tongue out of a mouth hole in the head.

"That's incredibly disturbing," I said laughing.

"What, you saying you don't want some of this?" he asked, wiggling his tongue in and out of the fully hole.

"That's exactly what I'm saying," I said shaking my head before linking arms with Angie and exiting the room.

***

About an hour later, Brendon had consumed a fair amount of alcohol, having taken his llama head off to make chugging easier, and I honestly wasn't that far behind.

Brendon and I were chatting amongst ourselves, or the best we could, given our current states, when a certain someone approached us.

"Hey Brendon!" she slurred, 'falling' onto Brendon, causing him to lazily catch her.