Who The Fuck Is Beebo? // Brendon Urie x Reader

Prolouge: Meeting Him

Authors Note: Hey guys so whether you are from a previous story i wrote or new to my stories, Welcome and surprisingly im actually trying my best to make a plot and organize this story! So i really hope you like it. Im not the best writer but im trying my best!
Also if you don't already know this story takes place during the DOAB Tour so yeah haha.
Ps. All fandoms are welcome in the comments and in this story;)

Also if you like OC x Reader stories my friend CupOfSin just released her book. She has been working so hard on it. So so so hard. She puts A LOT of dedication in it so hope you check it out. (It's a Yandere btw)

Anyways onto the story:))))

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(Y/n)'s POV
I look at my friend, Rachel, hoping to see what she was doing. Ah, I see, that makes sense, she was standing in front of the mirror applying makeup. Right now, we were getting ready because apparently we were going to a concert for her birthday. I mean I have heard of them before and I heard the lead singer was pretty hot, but I'm not too sure. I think the singer's name is Brandon Urine?....Brendan Urie?....Brandan Urie?....Brendon Urie?... I dont fucking know. I do, however, like a few of their songs. I'm sure if I wasn't lazy and I had more time to get into it, I'd really like them. The band was Panic! At The Disco. Rachel introduced me to them. She is a major fan girl and since she is kinda rich and it's her birthday, we got front row tickets. Im not complaining though staring at hot guys singing doesn't seem bad. And to be honest i was kinda excited. I haven't been to a concert in a long time.

         "(Y/n)? Did you space out again?" I hear Rachel's voice ring.

         She walks toward me with her blue eyes sparkling through her glasses with excitement.

         "Yeah im fine!" I say standing up adjusting myself.

         I had on ripped jeans, a black tank top and Rachel's hoodie she gave me. It had the Panic! symbol on it but to me it looked like a cult symbol.

         "Well how do i look?" She asks spinning. She had on black ripped overalls with a Panic! At The Disco tightly fitted crop top with black high top vans.

           "You look good! By the way shouldn't we get going?" I say realizing she has been in the bathroom for about an hour getting ready.

          I just put my hair into a messy bun and put on some eyeliner. Not to much but not to less.

         "Thanks! And yes actually. You know you don't have to come im sorry i just...your my best friend." She says pushing her glasses up.

        I chuckle. "Are you kidding me? I wouldn't have it any other way. Plus not gonna lie i am excited just my mind is floating everywhere right now. Im sorry." I say hugging her.

        Me and Rachel have been best friends ever since we were small kids. She went through a emo phase but now she is kinda a repressed emo, i guess you could say. She is really awesome though. She has blueish highlights against her black, chin length, layered hair and a small thin frame. Still a little more curvy than me.

       "Well lets go!" Rachel says getting the phone off the charger.

         To see her so excited makes me happy. She had a dark past and i had i guess a mild one, or one i like to think was mild and not draw attention to, but we never let it stop or affect us to much. While walking out the door to my car, my phone buzzes. I grab my keys and lock the door looking at my phone. '@ Rachelhasbeenhere tagged you in a post' I read. I smiled. I knew it was probably about the concert.