Angels {Brendon Urie/Panic! At The Disco} -COMPLETED-

Ian's Cologne

I woke up in the hotel bedroom, alone. I was expecting to see Ben's face right next to mine, but he wasn't. I had ruined everything, but Ben understood. I think he knew that we weren't going to work out in the end. I needed someone that could handle me and know how I felt, and maybe Ben just wasn't that person.

I missed Ian. I missed him a hell of a lot, especially now. I wanted him beside me in my bed. I wanted him to bring me tea and toast in a morning. I wanted him to cuddle me and watch movies. I wanted him to come back and tell me that he loved me and that he's going to make everything okay.

But he can't. I know that.

"Tash?" There was a soft knocking at the door and I recognised the voice as Brendon's.

I slipped on a silk dressing gown and tied up my hair before opening the door and letting him inside. Brendon looked awful. He had huge bags and black circles under his eyes. His cheeks were red and puffy and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Brendon, w-what's wrong?" I quickly sat next to him on the bed, placing a hand on his shoulder.

He drew in a sharp breath and looked down. He began to play with his hands and the silence continued.

"Brendon?" I repeated. He looked up at me, he looked...scared.

"I'm sorry."

I stared at him, "for what?" I furrowed my eyebrows together and he sniffed looking up at the ceiling, mumbling something.

"If I hadn't have told you that I loved you, then there's a chance that you'd have been married and on your honeymoon right now. I feel so terrible..."

"Oh Brendon..."

I didn't say anything else, I just hugged him. I sat on his lap and hugged him tight. He hugged me back and I hid myself in the crook of his neck. I felt his tears drip down onto the back of my neck. I shivered and scrunched up the hem of his shirt in my hand to stop me from crying with him.

"I'm sorry," he kept repeating. I didn't say anything. I breathed in and pulled away from his neck.

"That's Ian's cologne," I looked into Brendon's eyes. They were filled with love, I could see it, and I could feel it. He loved me.

"I started using it the day you left, it was your favourite...".

A/n holaaa, so what do you think about all this then? Natasha and Brendon eyyy? Let me know in the comments!