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

Chapter 4: Close Precision

(Isn't he just adorable?!)

(Y/n)'s POV
      After texting Brendon i was "going to sleep", i stayed up and listen to some more Panic! At The Disco songs. The more i listened the more i fell in love with the band. Oof please do not become a fan girl. Oof i probably will, hell i think i already am. Fuck. Eh i am obsessed with Fall Out Boy, however i know the lead singer of Panic! At The Disco so it would be weird. Ugh Brendon Boyd Urie. Cute yet complete idiot. In a good way of course. I look at the name of a song i find really pretty. Its kinda like it was actually dedicated to a girl. Sarah? Im guessing since the song is Sarah Smiles. WOAH DOES BRENDON HAVE A WIFE OR GIRLFRIEND?! Fucking shit sticks. I could just ask him. I grab my phone and start to to type a text, yet i erase it immediately after. I turn my phone off and set it aside, Panic! Still playing. Im not thinking straight. I should go to bed. I need to go to bed. I yawn almost on cue and sleepily close my eyes. Jeez its like Highschool all over again. Haha. The music fades and i fall into a amazing, well needed rest.
   
       I wake up shortly after to the need to throw up. I run to my bathroom and throw it all up. Once i finish i take a couple layers of toilet paper and wipe my mouth off. I sit down and hold my stomach. Ugh please don't tell me im sick, i have to go to work damnit! I feel my forehead to see if its hot. Sure enough it is, so i stand up and get my thermometer and measure my temperature. It reads 99°, jeez thanks so much for that information. I look at my time to see its 6:00. I go ahead and call into work and go back to bed. I didn't have any tylenol so i just went back to sleep.

      After what doesn't feel long enough i wake up at 3:00 pm. Still sick as ever. Ugh im weak. I pull my phone to my face. I see I received three messages. 2 from Rachel, 1 from Brendon. I open Rachel's first.

Rachel!<3: Hey, i heard your sick, im at work so i cant come over to help
Rachel!<3: I know what your thinking, 'Oh i don't need help' YEAH YOU DO BITCH, i texted Brendon, he wants to help, you can thank me later<3

       I sigh and face palm. Rachel is always up to tricks and shit. Im not really surprised she i trying to get me to spend more time with Brendon. I open Brendon's message.

Beebo:): Hey, Rachel said you were sick, tell me when you wake up so i can come over, im not taking a no for an answer btw.

         I laugh, which leads to me dying in a cough, and feel my cheeks warm up, for Brendon and the fact that im still sick.

Me: Ugh im up, but im sure i will be fine.

         Surprisingly he texts back pretty fast.

Beebo:): NO EXCUSES YOU ARE SICK AND IM ON MY WAY, DADDY BREN IS HERE TI SAVE THE DAY!!!!
Beebo:): I regret saying Daddy...
Me: Oof you dork haha

       I find myself smiling as i get out of bed. I put on some shorts and a tank top, pulling my black cardigan on swiftly. I raise my hand to my head as it starts hurting. I fall back on to the bed. I sit back up sighing. I grab my blanket, pillow, phone, and charger walking into the living room. I set my pillow down on the couch and set my blanket aside. I grab the TV remote and go on Netflix. Before i can press a show to watch i feel the urge to throw up again. I jump up and run to the bathroom to ya know do that. After that i clean myself up. I walk into the living room and hear the a knock on the door. I walk to the door and open it to see a famous goofy smile by the one and only Brendon Urie. I giggle trying not to cough. I turn around and sit back on the couch. Whenever i stand its like my head starts to hurt more.

          "Ugh! Fine don't invite me in!" Brendon sasses.

          I laugh with mixed coughs. "Sorry, come in Brendon!" I say to the best of my ability.