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

ELEVEN; a fucking text message

You guys are going to hate me😈😈😈

Brendon's POV

"Hayley?" Andrew said, slowly making his way down the front steps of Hayley's new house. He was definitely mad.

"Andrew it's not what you th-" Hayley tried to speak, but Andrew cut her off.

"Is it? Where have you been all morning? I texted you last night that I would be coming over this morning. morningI was freaking out because I didn't know where you were. And you've been with him the whole time?"

"Andrew, listen to me, I-"

"No, Hayley, you listen! You can't just ditch me without saying anything. If you wanted him over me, you could have said something," Andrew looked disappointed as he walked towards what I would assume to be his car.

"Andrew, it's not like that. Brendon is my friend. Hell, he's like family to me. And I wouldn't do that to you!" Andrew stopped in his tracks. "I didn't get that text. I didn't mean to ditch you. I didn't even plan to meet up with Brendon. He showed up and I haven't seen him in years! You have no reason to be mad!"

"I have every reason to be mad, Hayley! You are with another guy and didn't tell me! For all I know, you two could've been at his place making out or some shit like that! So go! Go be with the famous Brendon fucking Urie! What do I have over him anyways?" Andrew turned back around and opened his car door.

"Andrew! Are you hearing yourself right now?"

"Leave me alone, Hayley."

"You're being a real ass, you know that?"

"I said leave me alone!" Andrew walked over to us fast and shoved Hayley. She lost her balance, but I caught her quickly and looked at Andrew. I held her up, then rushed to catch up to Andrew.

I spun him around and punched him right in the face. He swung back, but I dodged his fist. I grabbed his shirt collar and shoved him up against his car.

"Leave Hayley alone, you understand me? Come near her again and you'll get much worse than a punch in the face." I let go forcefully walked back over to Hayley. "You okay?" I rubbed her back as she cried into my shirt and Andrew drove away quickly.

I walked Hayley back into her house and sat down on the couch with her. "Want something to drink? A glass of water maybe?"

Hayley nodded with tears running down her face. Her phone buzzed and she opened the notification as I went into the kitchen to get her some water.

"What the fuck?!?" Hayley yelled, followed by more tears.

"What's wrong?"

"Andrew just fucking broke up with me because he didn't believe me!"

"I can't believe he broke up with you over a fucking text message. That Andrew guy is a dick." I said angrily as I sat back down on the couch, handing Hayley a glass of water.

She took a drink and tried to call down. "Tell me about it. I never should have gone out with him anyways. I figured he'd be the jealous type. God, I am such an idiot for dating him. Why am I so stupid?"

"Hey," I said pulling her to my chest for a hug. "You are not stupid. You're my best friend and the smartest person I know. You just don't have the greatest taste in guys," I joked.

"You do realize I dated you too, right?"

We both laughed and talked some more. We eventually binged a bunch of Paranormal Survivor on Netflix through the night and Hayley eventually fell asleep with her head on me.

It felt like the old times, when we were together. And this morning, I lied to her when I told her she was like my sister. Hayley was like the girl who I secretly fell in love with the day I met her, and never stopped loving.

Even now, I was in love with Hayley Thompson.