Brendon Urie x reader x Brother!Pete Wentz

Ch. 2

Y/n Pov.

The rest of the day I couldn't stop thinking about the boy named Brendon from the guitar room. His hair, his eyes, his voice, his smile, his- 

"Y/n!"

 my teacher snapped at me pulling me out of my thoughts. 

"yes?" I hummed looking up 

"Whats the answer to my question?" She asked.

 A smirk spread across my face and I replied sassily, "An answer that you clearly don't know, so you have to ask the students for it"

 a frown appeared on my teachers face and pointed to the door 

"get out" she growled. 

Shrugging I stood up and left the class, I headed down the hall to the guitar room hoping to see either Pete, Patrick, or Brendon. When I got there, no one was in the room. Sighing I turn to leave, but then  I got an idea. I looked left, then right and when I saw that nobody was around I walked into the room. Picking up a guitar and sitting down I tried to remember the cords Brendon played this morning. Fm...C...Am...Em...Fm...and C, Strumming the cords I then sang softly to the song that I had heard.

  "'Cause it's nine in the afternoon. Your eyes are the size of the moon. You could 'cause you can so you do, we're feeling so good. Just the way that we do, when it's nine in the afternoon." 

Smiling softly, I stood up to put the guitar away. When I turned around I saw Brendon staring at me from across the room, I felt my face get cherry red. 

"uhh...ummm.." I stammered, no one was supposed to see me do that ESPECIALLY not him. 

"That was good" Brendon commented as he walked up to me "how do you remember the cords and lyrics to the song I sang earlier?" 

blushing I put the guitar away saying "my brother Pete plays the guitar so I learned a couple thing from him. Plus I just have a good memory" 

The two of us decided to stay here and talk for the rest of the period after I told him that I got kicked out of class. Apparently, Pete taught Brendon how to play and helped him get into a band.  I had just told a story where I broke my nose running into someones back and Brendon was laughing his head off, when the bell suddenly rang. Smiling the two of us got up and walked to our next classes 

"Will I see you later?" Brendon asked, 

I felt a blush creep up my neck. had Brendon just asked me to hang out later?! 

"um yeah sure" I reply smiling like an idiot. 

We departed and I continued to walk to my next class, I had chemistry which meant that I was with Patrick. Walking into the lab room, I found Patrick in the back with his fedora over his face. I chuckled before creeping up on him 

"OH MAH GOD!" I called out in his ear, 

"AHHHHH!" Patrick cried as he fell out of his chair.

 He pouted as he sat back into his chair and I was laughing so hard I had to lean against the table for support. 

"Not funny" he mumbled, but smiled anyways. I gasp for air as I sat down, 

"I heard that you got kicked out of class already" he whispered. 

In return I just shrugged and said 

"the teacher was being a dick." 

Patrick was about to say something but was interrupted by the chemistry teacher 

"Welcome to class, now who can tell me the first three columns of the periodic table?" he said. 'This is going to be a long class' I thought frowning.