I open my eyes to the feeling of someone tapping my shoulder.
"Y/n, wake up, party's finished." I faintly hear Brendon's voice say.
The weight of my eyelids keep me squinting. Brendon pulls me away and leaves his hands on my shoulders.
"Do you want me to drive you home sleepyhead?" He asks. I nod. "Okay. Let's go then!"
We walk to the car park. Brendon looks around. "Which car is yours?"
I point to my 1964 Chevy Impala and an impresses look is placed on Brendon's face.
"No! Really?!" He says in disbelief.
"Yeah! She's all mine." I hand him the keys. "If you scratch her, I will cut you Urie, I am trusting you with my most prized possession. Ruin Cherry Bomb's fresh paint job, I will personally ruin you career."
I get in and sit in the passengers seat and Brendon sits in the drivers seat. He starts the engine and Cherry Bomb bursts into life.
"Wow! Listen to her purr!" He says, clearly excited by the car.
"It's amazing isn't it?" I ask.
"Hell yeah! How'd you afford her?"
"She belonged to my dad but he gave her to me as a birthday present when I turned 18."
"Awesome. You look you need some rest, have a nap on the way to your place. Just give me the address. Okay?"
"Fine." I say starting to stop the meeting of my eyelids and I tell him my address. "It's a good thing that you're irresistible or I would stay wide awake."
"Wait, What did you say?"
Before I could answer my eyes were closed and I started to fall asleep. I feel a hand move a piece of hair away from my face.
Into dream land I go...
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We've Got A Collar Full Of Chemistry (Brendon Urie X Reader)
Fanfiction[PREVIOUSLY TITLED: "To Get The Rainbow, You Have To put Up With The Fucking Rain(BrendonUrieXReader)"] Y/n is a singer who goes to Fueled By Ramen for her career to settle in amongst their other artists, but mainly... Brendon Boyd Urie. Her life g...
