Your hand is in Brendon's. You look at Brendon's hand, it was shaking. You kiss his cheek in an effort to calm him down but instead he faces you and kisses you.
Wait, who's calming who?
You think but he still kisses you starting to wipe your mind of thought. The policeman in the passenger seat rattled the cage division.
"Hey this is a cop car not a limousine stop sucking each other's faces!" He laughs. You rolled you eyes as Brendon smiles at you. The cop driving starts to talk.
"Derick start writing this down. Now miss Day, how long did you date Nick? And Mr.Urie how long have you liked miss Day?" She asked
"Almost a year, today we would have celebrated a year." You answer first. Brendon thinks.
"About three months." Brendon responded.
Brendon stops my little hand game I do when my ADHD kicks in and grabs my hand like he was about to hold it but instead he yells
"SAMMIT!" which is our little game. When one or the other starts to get ADHD going they grab their hand and yell 'sammit' instead of 'dammit'. He wraps my arm around his neck and I will wrap his arm around my waist. You have to grab the other hand but the other person can change it up to make it harder to get. It's stupid but affective. The cops scream at him so he whisper yells
"sammit!" We laugh. That is when we arrived at the station.
"Let the questions flow." You laugh.
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If only
FanfictionWhen you see a handsome man, do you play it safe or possibly loose everything just to take a chance with him? Will you have a happy ending? Find out on 'If only'.
