stall me🌿brallon a.u

15:the gay capital of texas

(a/n wow uh i haven't updated in so long)

to say i was nervous, was an understatement.

i was completely freaking out. my palms were sweaty and my knees felt like gelatin. i'd probably collapse from anxiety, if it wasn't for the fact that i had been drinking so much water to keep hydrated. dallon would be here to pick me up any minute now.

obviously we wouldn't be staying in town for our date, we'd be going to austin, where most of the gays are. if we stayed here, we'd risk the chance of getting seen and having our lives ruined forever.

i hear honking outside, alerting me that this is real and it's actually happening. i yell to my parents as i'm walking out of the house. "i'm leaving to go visit some friends out of town with dallon. bye mom. bye dad."

before i got interrogated about my whereabouts, i run out of the threshold to hop in his car. as soon as i'm in he presses a kiss to my cheek and backs out of the driveway. "hey babe, i've missed you, i haven't seen you all of break so far and it's killed me!"

"i've missed you too, dal. i was anticipating this day since it was planned." i sigh dramatically. "i nearly pissed myself while i was waiting for you."

"you're such a fucking loser." he laughs.

"correction, i'm a lover."

"you're also a dork and an idiot." he adds. "sooo, baby. christmas is coming up and i have an idea of what i want to get you-"

"no dallon- you aren't buying me anything. i'm the one who's getting you a gift. don't at me on this." i cut him off.

"but i wanna get you something too! this is our first christmas together, b. we need to make it special." he pouts

"shit you're right. i always forget that i haven't been a gay headass my entire life."

"you're fucking annoying. but i love you anyways." he snorts.

"hey, you shut the fuck up, fallon weekends. i'm amazing as hell. and i have a thicc ass booty, too." i wink.

"fallon weekends?" he questions.

"the writer of our dumbass love story typed your name and it autocorrected so she just left it like that for comedic purposes. let's move on."

"alright, so obviously i'm not telling you what i'm getting you. but, it's gonna be really good, i hope. i'm pretty sure you'll love it." he smiles warmly. this makes my stomach feel all fuzzy and bubbly. "austin, here we come!"

***

"so i'm sitting there, barbecue sauce on my titties."

everyone bursts out laughing at pete's vine recreation. you'd think our first date would just be the two of us, but that's not how we roll. it was most definitely gonna be a double date. plus ash. we were standing outside of pete and patrick's place, recreating vines because why not.

"your turn, b." ashley says, taking pete's phone and hands it to me.

i grab it from her and immediately know which one i'm gonna do. it's dallon's favorite. "hey my names trey, i got a basketball tomorrowwww. well i'm a point guard, i got shoe game."

he snorts, snatching the phone and recreating another. "wait oh yes, wait a minute mr. postman-"

i cut him off, surprising myself with the vocals that come out. "yeah-yeah-yeahhhhh."

everyone turns and stares at me. my own eyes are wide. "what the fuck, brendon? how did that sound- how did you- that sounded so damn good, bitch."

"have you ever thought about or tried singing before?" patrick asks.

"no- not really. i usually just sing in the shower. no ones ever really heard me though. i honestly don't know where that came from. i'm so shook." i answer.

we all kind of just ignore the fact that i became the voice's winning contestant, and go back to recreating vines. after we do a few more, we decide to go out to downtown austin. pete speaks up from the driver's seat. "i would take you guys to 6th street, but you wouldn't even be able to drink since you're still in high school."

"pete, you're only like a year older than us. how would you even drink?"

"don't question my tactics."

"so where to ladies?" ashley asks.

"there's a concert dallon and i kinda maybe sorta already bought tickets for us to go to so, we're on our way there." pete says. "do you mind telling them who we're seeing tonight, dal pal?"

"we're seeing the backstreet boys. no biggie."

"shut the fuck up, dallon. we're seeing the backstreet boys? like for serious? you're not kidding right? we're actually seeing the backstreet boys?-" i start rambling in excitement.

"yes, brendon, jeez. calm down." he laughs, kissing my forehead.

"fuck yeah!" i scream. i whip out my phone to send a video snap to jack. "we're seeing the backstreet boys tonight. in your face jack barakat i'm seeing them before you."

"b, you're literally so annoying." dallon shakes his head looking out of the window.

patrick cackles. "we can hear brendon singing like a god at the concert."

"more like we can hear brendon singing like a complete loser at the concert." ashley jokes.

"hahaha good one frangipane." i mock. she sticks her tongue out at me like a five year old and i notice we're pulling into the parking lot of the venue. i visibly cannot control my ecstasy and as soon as we exit the car, i'm bouncing all over the place.

the whole night is spent singing and dancing and having the time of my life with my three best friends and my boyfriend. and i could not picture a more perfect night than this one.

best. date. ever.