Complications(Adopted by Brendon Urie)

11."IF YOU'RE GONNA MAKE OUT DO IT SOON!"

Drugs in this chapter so if you dont want to read people getting high and stuff when I start spamming stuff that's when you can skip to half way through were I spam random stuff again if that makes any sense.

"Fuck I didn't mean to say that." I put my head in my hands.
"Are you saying that you don't like Liz?"
"No!" I darted my head back up. "I like her, but I just have a huge crush on one of the only popular guys who were nice to me, and you remember that girl who slapped me, that's his girlfriend." I pressed my lips together and felt my anxiety get worse by the second. "And since I got her arrested he's been ignoring me as if I killed his whole family." Luke stayed silent for a moment and thought to himself.
"I think that he's jealous or scared of you, it seems like you're the only one who's put her in her place."
I laughed weakly and looked down at my bare feet. "Sure..."
"What's that supposed to mean?" He chuckled.
"I don't believe you." I smiled up at him.
"Are you sure about that?"
"I'm as shore as the sea." He laughed at my stupid pun.
"Well keep that in mind for the next time you see him."
"Yeah okay." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh I want to ask you something."
"Yeah?" He stood up and walked to my dresser and opened my underwear draw. "Woah what are you doing?" I stood up but he didn't respond and took something out.

"You found my weed." I laughed and he walked over to me.
"I thought Brendon didn't trust you with weed."
"Nah he forgave me and let me have some of his weed in my room." I took the bag. "Do you want to share a blunt?"
"Yeah." We sat down together

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We were talking as I made the blunt and when I was done I passed it to him. "You can have the first hit." I handed him the lighter that I had doodled patterns onto and he admired what I had drawn on it for a while.
"This is really cool..." He continued looking at it.
"Thanks." I smiled. "Can you light it in the next ten years?"
"Yeah sure..." He lifted the blunt higher up. "Just so you know I've never smoked weed before, I have smoked cancer sticks but that's been the worst I've done."
"Oh." I let out a small laugh. "Well I guess you'd smoke it how you would a cigarette, not take too much in at once and pace yourself." I shrugged, I hadn't smoked cigarettes before but Brendon told me that it's just like smoking weed. He nodded and lit the blunt before lifting it to his lips, looking over at me. "If you have a bad time when you get high I'll look after you." He seemed a bit more relaxed, then brought it to his lips and inhaled the smoke.

Not wanting my room to reek of weed I opened the windows of my room and told him to blow the smoke out in that direction. He did so, then proceeded to take another hit. "Hey, leave something for me..." I giggled and watched him blow out the smoke looking at the blunt in awe.
"Shit, this is so much better than cigarettes." He said as he passed me the blunt. We hung out in my room, sharing the blunt for a few minutes then Liz came in.
"I was sent to look for you. I now must partake in this smoking session."
"Of course you can!" I said, standing up with the blunt in my hand and gave it to her as the two of us sat down on my bed. I didn't know she smoked but I didn't care, it seemed like something she probably would've done in the past, which is what most teenagers have done anyways so it wasn't out of the ordinary at all.

It lasted about 5 minutes and Liz put it up to her lips to take the last hit without my permission. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I moved closer to her to try and steal my blunt off of her.
"This." She took a huge hit, practically inhaling the small amount of the blunt that was left and held it in her mouth, she moved so our lips were almost touching, then said: "Sike." And inhaled most of the smoke. She moved her head away from me and blew what she didn't take in out into my room.
"FUCKING DICK!" I stood up from my chair and pounced on her, causing her to fall back onto my bed. I straddled her and pinned her arms above her head. I didn't know what to do, I was too scared to kiss her, as it would've been our first kiss, but I wanted something to happen. A lightbulb went off in my brain and I made it so I was restraining her arms with one hand, then started attacking her sides with tickles. Luke joined in and we did that for what seemed like hours until Liz was able to escape my grip. She stood up and ran out of my room.