Please, hide me ~Brendon Urie

Thirteen

Brendon's P.O.V.

I woke up in Stella's bed, she was laying asleep on my bare chest. It took me a moment to remember everything that happened last night. I looked down under the covers, I still had my jeans on. She was still wearing the same outfit as yesterday, minus the shoes. Yeah I remember... Things were pretty heated, but despite the alcohol in my system I didn't want to take advantage of a drunk girl, so I stopped her when she took off my shirt and threw it to the floor. I played with her hair until she woke up, very hungover.

"Hey brownie..."

"Good morning, beautiful."

"Where am I? Oh it's my room... How did- Wait oh my god! Did we...?" she lifted herself up as she realized I was shirtless. I shook my head. "Thank god." She collapsed on my torso again.

"Do you remember anything from last night?"

"Yeah, some pieces of stuff. I remember playing the battleship after yelling at my ex, I remember dancing with you... I remember being very, very drunk. I think the last time I was that drunk was before graduating."

"Don't you remember what happened after dancing together?"

"Let me think... You leaked a new song!" That's not exactly what I was thinking about.

"I did?" I laughed. "You really don't remember anything else?"

"Well... I'm not totally sure about it... Maybe you could help me remember?"

She looked at me with a smile, her tone and eyes saying that she actually did remember, but she wanted to mess with my mind. I smiled and kissed her gently, a soft and lovely kiss. This was different from yesterday. I felt something inside of me. Not like butterflies, but a good feeling.

After loafing in bed for an hour, we went to Adrien's apartment to get Stella's guitar back, they had put everything at his place because he was the one living the nearest to the bar. His living room was a mess because he was getting rid of a lot of stuff. I spotted a skateboard, and it reminded me how I missed skateboarding.

"Hey man, can I have that?"

"Yeah sure, take everything you want!"

"Could use that to go to work."

And that's what I did. It was strange at first for the students to see their well-dressed tutor riding a skateboard, but they soon got used to it and found it cool. Every kid loved me, and I loved teaching all of them too. I was sad that the end of the year was coming, so I went to an agency to get another job for the summer. I would be home tutoring middle school and high school students, to help them improve their English for September, when they go back to school. But right now I was focusing on Stella's band, because they took me in as a temporary pianist and we had a very big show in the former train station Saint Sauveur, for what they called "fête de la musique". I think they called it World Music Day in English. Anyway, the 21st of June came faster than we could imagine.

"So brownie, ready for tonight?" Stella asked me enthusiastically.

"I only have one song to play," I laughed. "Plus, it's at the end of the show."

"That's why I'm telling our fans that you're taking over tonight! Instagram, Snapchat, Facebook, Twitter, whatever your prefer... Or all of them!"

"Seriously? Damn this is so cool, thanks! I think Instagram will be enough though."

"Guys, come take a picture!"

She took a picture of all of us to post it on all their social networks to show our excitement for tonight's show, and we kept rehearsing until the last minute. As soon as we were at Saint Sauveur, or St So like the guys called it, I recognized the place from the pictures on Rose's wall. This place was huge. Well, nothing like stadiums or arenas, but it was huge for a bar, and had a pretty big stage for a place like this. For them, it was an honor to play there for this special day. Stella gave me her phone to take over their Instagram, and I was surprised to see that she had kept the picture of me as lock screen wallpaper. I started a live video to show people how it was backstage, how they were getting ready, going to see each member of the band to get a few words from them. 638 persons were watching, they have had a lot of new followers recently due to the picture at the restaurant and the video we filmed the next day. I tried to answer some comments and questions, but most of them were in French so I asked people to write in English if they could. Some of them brought the Brendon Urie thing up again, I thought it was clear. Stella had spent an hour applying makeup on my arm earlier in the afternoon, so I had nothing to worry about that and for once I could wear short sleeves.