Hopeless Romantic -- Brallon

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BBU

The drive to school is pretty boring, except for my thoughts eating me alive. Again.

Why do I always think of the worst that could happen in any situation I'm in? Does anybody else do the same thing? Is Dallon alright? Why does the author always start off chapters with me driving to school??

All these questions, but no real answers.

I get out of my car and head down the school hallways, like I do everyday. My locker is a few hallways down, and Dallon's is at the last hallway near the end, so I don't have a good chance of bumping into him.

Not that I'd want to. He's probably with Ryan. The most that would happen is us passing by each other.

I wish I could get Dallon flowers. I can't, though. It's not Monday. It's Friday. And he loves Fridays. I'm just not sure he likes this certain Friday.

I take my books from my locker and close the door. I look up to see Spencer a few feet away talking to Linda.

"Hey, Spence. Linda." I sigh.

Linda gasps. "Brendon, are you okay? I heard about what happened with Dallon and Ryan Ross."

I shake my head. "I wish I was okay. I guess I'll just... wait until they break up or something. I don't even want to look either of them in the face."

Spencer speaks up. "Bren, I hope you feel better. You can't just mope, though. I know you're jealous of Ryan, but-"

"What?! I'm not jealous of Ryan. It's just the fact that Dallon and him are together. ...And Dallon likes me!! Ryan probably just did something douchey to get him back." I interrupt.

Spencer nods. "Okay. Should all of us see what's up with him? Or do you want to do it yourself? I think if you confronted Ryan, that might just end up in a fight so...."

"Fine. You, Ryan S, Linda, and I will talk to Dallon and Ryan?" I ask.

"Yup. Lunch, then? Or in music theory?" He says.

"Oh, Mr. Wentz doesn't want us disrupting the class again, so it'll have to be at lunch of after school." I inform them.

"We should talk to them after school. We'll have more time, since lunch only lasts for a little while." Linda explains.

I nod. "Okay. Thanks, guys. See ya."

I start the walk to my first period class, only to see Dallon and Ryan in the distance.

Shit.

I think of running away, but that just seems cowardly. I decide to face my problems. I don't even care anymore.

As we walk past each other, Ryan has a confident and happy face. Dallon's just hopelessly by his side.

Ryan stops walking, which makes Dallon stop.

"Looks like the tables have turned, huh, Urie?" Ryan smirks.

"Fuck off, Ryan. I know something's wrong. If you do anything to Dallon, I'll tell the teachers." I sneer.

Ryan just shrugs and walks away, holding hands with Dallon.

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Right after our last class ends, I run over to Ryan and Dallon.

"Dallon, can I talk to you? In private, please?" I plead.

Dallon nods but Ryan shakes his head.

"Why would you want to talk to him? Why can't you say what you need to say to both of us? It's better if you do." Ryan says.

"But I need to talk to Dallon in private. Or are you too much of an 'overprotective boyfriend'?? Do you even know what 'in private' means? Private. That means without you. In case your stupid tiny brain can't comprehend that." I spit.

Ryan squints his eyes. "Fine." He walks out. The only people in the classroom now are Dallon, Mr. Wentz, and I. Mr. Wentz is just grading papers at his desk.

"Dallon, you need to tell me what happened. Why do you want to be with him? I mean, I know you don't want to, unless you do, then I'm totally wrong about everything. More like, why are you still dating Ryan? Did he do something? I bet he did something. All he wants is to get in your pants. Just tell me, please." I say.

He takes a deep breath. "Brendon, I really want to be with you, but I'm not sure I really want to tell you everything. Ryan could tell everybody. It's really personal, and he's taking advantage of that. I just... I don't know what to do either. I do love you, and want to be with you. I think about it all the time. It's just... complicated."

I frown. "Too complicated to even tell me? I thought you trusted me."

"I mean, I do, but I'm scared. I don't know what'll happen if this gets out. Or if Ryan finds out if I ever tell everybody, he won't have leverage over me anymore. I don't want to tell anybody else yet." He admits. Wow.

"So you just want me to wait until you figure this out, yourself? You don't want me to help you? Because that's what I'm trying to do, but it seems like you don't want my help." I say, getting more angry than caring.

He looks away. "Brendon, I'm sorry, but-"

"Time's up!!!" Ryan opens the door to the classroom. "If you'd please give Dallon back to me..."

"Um, there's no time limit, dipshit. We were just talking." I say. "And how many times do I have to tell you? He's not an object! Stop treating him like one!"

"I'm not! I love him!" Ryan exclaims.

"But he doesn't love you..." I mutter.

"Sorry, but you guys need to leave. I have a teacher meeting." Mr. Wentz interrupts.

We all walk out of the classroom. I attempt to continue the conversation, but Ryan's already pulling Dallon away. I guess there's no use trying to talk to them now.

"This is just like what happened yesterday! Why does the universe hate me?" I groan.

 I frown and head to my car. I guess this is round 2 of thinking and sobbing in my car.

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Songs Referenced:
But It's Better If You Do -Panic! At The Disco
Escape My Mind -Grace Vanderwaal

Sorry this was a filler chapter! There needs to be a bit of stuff happening in each chapter so all the scenes transition smoothly and I know what happens in each. Thanks for reading!