Room #1469

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by Lovaticatthedisco

by Lovaticatthedisco

Dallons pov:

When Brendon hung up the phone I was in shock. Not only did I get into the band but, Brendon fucking Urie my idol, and the man I've had a crush on since I first heard 'I write sins not tragedies' just called me, that's right me! "Sexy!" I can't stop shaking. My face is turning bright red, like a tomato from blushing too much. The people in the airport stop to ask me if I'm okay. But I am way more than okay, I'm fantastic. I rip up my plane ticket and ran out of the airport. I flag down a taxi and ask for him to drive my to the LINQ hotel where I was staying for the weekend. When I arrive back to the hotel I will lengthen my stay.

While riding in the taxi back to the hotel I'm staying at my phone buzzes in my pocket. I check it to see who's texting me, to find that it's Brendon. He's telling me to have 'our' songs ready. That's right he said 'our' songs. I feel my blushing coming back. I reply back nervously not sure what I should call him. He replies back * pause for dramatic effect * don't be nervous, "I LOVE YOU." Brendon Urie just said he loves me. My phone buzzes again he corrects himself by saying he loves how I play. Well I'll still take that. Any form of love from him is okay with me.

As the taxi pulls up in front of the hotel, I pay him, hop out of the car, and go straight to my suite, room 1469. (Kinky) I pull my bass out of it's case and stay up all night practicing the set list for the tour that Zack mailed me. I don't want to let Brendon down.

Once my fingers started getting sore I stopped playing, took a break, and watched Ryden stage gay videos on YouTube. I jack off watching Brendon and Ryan, wishing I could be the one in the stage gay videos with Brendon one day. Who am I kidding. Brendon would never do stage gay with me but it's nice to imagine. I can already picture the things I'd do to that guy if I could.

I fell asleep that night dreaming of the things I'd do to Brendon. Not just for stage gay. The things I would do to him if I could get him alone. Needless to say the next morning I woke up with a little problem in my pants.