Imagines

This is the beat of my heart (Brendon Urie)

{A.N.: I know. *hides in a corner* another Urie-magine.}

Imagine...

"I'm never going! Ever! Never in a million years will you be able to get me on that stage!" You shout at them. They just won't let go!

"Of course you will go on that stage! Look, this is only a little Karaoke thing, it's nothing! Wait let me just count..." Brendon pauses and counts the people in the small bar. "There are exactly 13 people, and the four of us have already heard you sing. So that's 9 people. It really isn't that bad. Plus half of them are already drunk, so they won't even remember seeing you when they wake up in the morning."

They all smile at you like idiots and you give up. "Fine, you jerks. But don't start believing this is happening again," you finally give in.

You walk up the stage and grab the mic from the host.

"Hello ladies and lads! I'm here tonight because my friends nicely FORCED me to come up here and sing for you." The people at the bar cheer. "So tonight I'll sing a song by them, This is Gospel you fuckers!" You shout in the mic as the music starts.

You sing along to the song and smile to the boys at the end of the room sitting at the bar. They smile back at you like idiots and Brendon whispers something to Dallon. Fuckers.

You finish the song and get off stage to join them at the bar. Kenneth hands you a beer, smiling like an idiot and Brendon, Dallon and Spencer hug you.

"Awe. You guys are the sweetest. By the way, I'm NEVER getting on a stage again. I hate you all," you tell them and they laugh, making you giggle as well.

"I hate the fact that you said you wouldn't get on a stage again. In fact, the guys and I think your voice is exceptionnal. We were looking for a female co-worker. Like... Probably the first single from our fifth album. It's already almost done but we need a GIRL to sing with me," Brendon chimes in.

"W-What?! You want ME to sing a song with YOU?" You can't believe your ears.

"Well... Yeah. I'm sure you'll like the song, it's beautiful. It's about a guy who's friends with an awesome girl and he'd give anything to be with her but feels like she's too good for him," he adds, looking at his shoes. "I wrote it a few weeks ago. Spence helped me with the lyrics and shit. 'Twas nice working on it. Mostly because the person is such a great source of inspiration."

You can't take it anymore. At that point, the people at the bar are all gone and you can't hear anything but Brendon's voice. You can't see the people around you and the music stopped a few minutes ago. It's just you and Brendon.

You lean in and slowly put your lips against his and feel shivers down your spine. You feel butterflies in your stomach and get the feeling that your heart is about to explode. It sounds aweful but if felt AMAZING.

Brendon puts his hand behind your head and kisses you back, licking your bottom lip. Without hesitation, you let his tongue in your mouth and share the perfect french kiss w...

Your thoughts are interreputed by Dallon shouting, "Ew! Get a room!"

You both laugh and he takes your hand. While the guys start talking again, you whisper to Brendon's ear, "thanks for the song. And it'd be my pleasure to work with you."

He simply smiles and keeps talking to the guys, squeezing your hand tighter.