Sweet and Innocent -Brendon Urie fanfic

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I would really love to take up his offer and hang out with him back at his place, but I don't know. I just met him, he's hot as hell and makes me have butterflies in my stomach, but something seems... off? I think on it for about 5 more seconds before I make my decision.

" I'm sorry Brendon, I'm really tired and it's been a long night. Could we hangout another time?" I say sympathetically.

"God dammit" he says through his teeth.

"What?"

"Oh, I said well be it" he smiles.

"Oh ok, so how much longer?"

" Uh well it's 3:50, and I have to clean up, so we'll leave at 4:15" He states.

"Oh ok"

So after 10 minutes everybody starts heading out after Brendon's announcement , " We're closing in 10 minutes, so get an Uber or carpool if you're drunk!"

I smiled to myself as he said this, he seemed so funny and caring of others. He might just be putting on a show for me, but I'm sure that's not the case.

-Brendon's P.O.V-

3 years of watching her, trying to get her to notice me, and I finally get a real conversation with her. It all started in high school. I was just a "creepy" geek, and her and her best friend Ella, were fucking queens. They weren't your usually popular sluts. They were kind, funny, and- wait did I say kind? Yeah anyways, when I heard Ella talking to her Boyfriend about going to the club 2 nights before, of course I went out to the only club in town and I got the job. Simple. I know Ella Fucking Bates so well that it scares me even a little. Her favorite shirt is grey with a rose in the middle. She is 5'7, and she's the tallest in her family. Her eyes are hazel but sometimes will turn more brown or green. She always wears mismatching socks, and underwear. Her favorite combo for socks is purple and red. She never says goodbye, because she's been told goodbye to many times. But I mean any thing for the girl that you love. Even if no one would talk to you because they thought you were a creep. That's why I got so fucking pissed when she said no to coming home with me. I finally find a way to get to her without sounding like a stalker, and she turns it down?!  Not on my watch.

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When we get in my car, I try to distract her so I can sneak into her bag and grab her house key which is located in the left side pouch. I finally found something worth looking at as we were driving and pointed it out.

"Hey look at that guy over there, the one with the wonky hat" I say fake laughing and pointing out the window. She looks over and I get to work. It's not like I haven't pick pocketed before, so I find it easy slipping my hand in her purse, finding the key, and quietly yank my hand away just as she turns back, and laughs.

"Jeez, the things people have the confidence to wear. It's so cool" she smiles and shakes her head.

"Yeah it's pretty great." I grip my hands on the steering wheel, and smile to my self at what I just did.