Sweet and Innocent -Brendon Urie fanfic

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Ella and I were on our third drink, and life seemed great. Ella was great, Brendon was great. I felt a bit drunk but hey it's my birthday. So fuck it.

"Oh shit" Ella cursed under her breath while looking at her phone. Brendon and I had the 'what's up?' face.

"I gotta go Ella, Justin wants to celebrate " she says with a wink. 60% of me is like no stay, but the other 40% is like ok I get to be with him alone. Again what is wrong with me tonight?

" Are you sure?" She nodded her head and I hugged her goodbye. She whispers into my ear "go get em girl". I laughed and slapped her arm lightly. I watched Ella leave the club and felt Brendon's eyes burning into the back of my head. I turn to see him smiling at me.

"What?" I asked, concerned.

"Nothing, you're just too cute." He beams. I started blushing bright red. Like if my face could've ingighted in flames, it would have.

"How?" I asked.

"Well the way you can get caught in a day dream, and the way you admire Ella. Like that friendship is Hashtag goals!" He says the last part with a valley girl voice and my giggles erupted. He just continued to stare at me as I giggled. Like I was the most beautiful flower he had ever seen.

"Your not too bad yourself" trying my best not to laugh about how awkward I was. He just smiled bigger than he had ever before.

After some bad jokes and laughs, I got up to go to the bathroom while Brendon was serving someone. It took me a few minutes to fix myself up a bit. When I got back I was feeling a bit drowsy, but I need to get Brendon's number before I went. He's too amazing for me to just to let him go.

"Hey" an guy that looked about in his late 30's said when I got back to my seat at the bar. I could see him staring at my chest so I crossed my arms.

"Hi" I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.

" The names Nate, but baby please, call me Big daddy " he whispered the last part in my ear, which made me cringe and slide away from him.

I took a sip of my drink, trying to ignore his dirty remark.

Brendon then came back over, thank god. My savor.

" Hey there Ella B Bella " Brendon sung. I blushed a bit, and shit Nate noticed.

" Hey back off dude, I wanna try and tap this tonight so if you guys are friends, stay friends." I couldn't believe what I just heard. Apparently  Brendon couldn't ether cause he asked him to leave, and told Nate that's no way to treat a lady. What a cocky asshole Nate is.

"Who the Fuck do you think you are?" Nate said aggressively, spitting in Brendon's face.

"Listen prick I'm giving you ten seconds to leave before I have you removed with force." Brendon had his fist in a ball on the table. Knuckles turning white.

" 1, 2, 3 " Nate was smirking at him now, " 4, 5, 6" Nate mockingly said 4,5,6 with him. "7, 8, 9, 10." Brendon's jaw was set, he is officially pissed off.

"What are you going to d-" Nate was cut short by a fist to his face. Brendon ran around the counter, grabbed Nate by his shirt collar, and dragged him outside of the club. I peaked out the window to see what was happening and Brendon was beating the shit out of Nate. When he came back in after, I said thank you, and insisted on buying him a drink. He just basically saved me from having to deal with a disrespectful cocky pig. He refused the drink, cause he still had to work for the rest of the night. He was smart, and I liked that.

We walked back over to the bar counter and I checked the time on my phone: 3:30 a.m. Club closes at 4. I called Ella hoping she would answer but after the fourth ring I knew she wouldn't, we both usually answer within the first 2 rings so. I don't have a ride home. Shit.
Brendon must've saw my frustration after hanging up because he offered me a ride.

" I can give you a ride home or you can come back to my house and well we can hangout?" He kindly offered with a little bit of his nervousness showed. But the thing I didn't know was that Brendon was crossing his fingers for me to choose the second option.