If It Kills Me 》Andrew Siwicki x OC x Brendon Urie

TEN; boy best friend

Lol my own edit.

》the next day 》

I was sitting in Starbucks with a Cold Brew, scrolling through my Instagram feed. Andrew was at Shane's to film today, but neither of us have a clue what Shane has planned for today.

Anyways, I sat there on my phone when all of a sudden I hear someone yell from across the room, "Oh my god! Hayley!"

I look up to see one of my long time friends, Brendon Urie. Yes, I get it. Big famous star is one of my closest friends, get over yourselves. But I've known Brendon since before Panic! and I love him to death. He's like a brother to me.

Brendon ran over and hugged me, but was careful about my left side. "Hey! I haven't seen you in years, Brendon. What are you doing here?"

"What you mean what am I doing here? What are you doing here? I thought you were still in Hawaii." Brendon let go and sat across from me.

"I moved here a while ago. I'm so happy to see you." I smiled at my boy best friend and he smiled back.

"And I'm so happy to see you. Especially in one piece. I saw that YouTube video on your channel that guy, Andrew, made. Who is he, anyways?" Brendon asked, him being the first person I would tell about my relationship with Andrew.

"Well, Andrew and I have been dating for a while..." I looked off the side, then back at Brendon, whose draw was on the floor.

"Holy shit!" Brendon yelled, then realised he was in public. "When did you start dating again?"

"Well, after our breakup, I didn't really find anyone all that interesting until I met Andrew a little over a month ago," I replied.

"What, was I more interesting then other guys?" Brendon joked. We both laughed.

"Brendon, two things. One, you might be single but I'm in a relationship. Two, you're like a brother to me, which is why we really didn't work out then," I told him honestly.

"Ouch," Brendon said, obviously faking it as he put a hand over his heart. "But hey, I did get you drinks since you were underage."

"That's true. But I was only months away from turning 21, so..."

"And I was turning 28 eight days before you turned 21, so you're point is exactly?" Brendon said, making us both laugh.

"Brendon!" The cashier yelled.

"Oh, be right back," Brendon ran over to get his coffee, then walked back over to my table and sat down. "So, what happened that day? I've been really curious."

"Well, Andrew and I were headed back to my house after a long walk- and it was our first date-"

"Oh shit." Brendon took the first drink of whatever it is that he ordered.

"Yeah. Then suddenly, we hear gunshots. Everyone started panicking and running away. Andrew and I took off towards my house, but I fell to the ground. I couldn't hear anything but ringing and I tried moving, which is when I felt the bullet in my side. Andrew called an ambulance and then I passed out. While I was in the one month coma, I had recurring nightmares of old memories, but they were altered into someone shooting me, then another dream would start. When I woke up, I didn't know how long I was out for."

Brendon leaned back in his chair and sighed. He took a drink of his coffee and said, "Damn. That's.... Wow. I'm surprised you even lived from that. And how have you been since you got home?"

"Pretty good, actually. I mean, it's not easy getting around with a cane and all but-"

"Wait, you walk with a cane?" Brendon cut me off.

"Yeah. And it could be permanent," I answered.

"Shit." Brendon drank some more of his coffee as I finished off my Cold Brew.

"Anyways, enough about me. What have you been doing the past couple of years?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Well, making music and touring, pretty much. No new love interests on this side either. Drinking. Plenty of drinking. And I guess that's it, really," Brendon said shortly. He wasn't telling me everything, but it didn't matter what he did and did not want to tell me.

"Really? That's all?"

"Well...." Brendon stood up and offered me a hand. I took it and he helped me up, then my cane kept me there. Brendon walked out of Starbucks with me and we walked and talked about anything and everything.

We eventually made it to my house and I saw a familiar car in driveway. My front door opened and out came Andrew, whose fave went from a smile to angry in the blink of an eye.