Please, hide me ~Brendon Urie

Fourteen

"Brendon! Brendon wake up!"

"What the fuck Stella... It's like 5am, we got home less than an hour ago, let me sleep..." I mumbled half asleep.

"Brendon!" She shook my shoulders. "Your album is out!"

"What?"

I was happy to hear that, mostly for my fans. I really wanted them to hear it, this album was for them, they were my inspiration everyday. But I really didn't think the label would release it anyway. She pulled me out of bed to drag me into her living room, to listen to it with her. I collapsed on the couch while she sat in the armchair, eyes closed and a big smile on her face. Her phone was on the coffee table, and although it was on silent mode her screen was turning on like every 3 seconds.

"Who loves you that much to text you non-stop at 5am?"

"The notifications haven't stopped ever since Luka filmed us kissing on the Instagram live..."

"Yeah, speaking of that... Can we talk about it?" She opened her eyes to give me a concerned look. I sat up and motioned her to come sit with me. "Stella, I really like you, everyday a little more... I know it sounds crazy, but- I really feel something. And I know you're not sure about your feelings yet, but I'm sure of mine now. We've been denying it for weeks, but that kiss we shared yesterday... I know you felt something too." She sighed.

"Yes, I did... But... Even though I really do like you, I still don't know if I can do this. I mean, I can't deal with the idea that I could lose you at any moment..."

"Well," I started, taking her hands in mine, "Isn't that a good reason to enjoy every little moment, and not avoid them?"

I smiled at her, she smiled back looking down at our hands. She was so cute when she was shy. But I could tell something bigger than this was bothering her.

"What's wrong daydreamer?" She looked back at me, with a sad smile.

"I don't want to sound killjoy, but I don't think that you like me like you mean. What I'm trying to say is that, you think you like me, because I've been very nice to you ever since you got here, because I have beautiful eyes or whatever, but it's just an illusion. The feelings you have are not what you think they are. I don't know any human capable of having these feelings so shortly after what you've been through." I looked at her open-mouthed.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that your pain needs time to heal, and I doubt you can fall in love again so fast."

"What if I am?"

Yes, what if I am? I mean, I didn't think I could love anyone like I loved Sarah so soon, because yes it may have only been 2 months, but I couldn't ignore this feeling that was taking over me whenever I was with Stella. She was very beautiful, but not only. She was a very smart woman, she was strong and despite all the bad things that happened to her she was joyful, radiant, she was careful towards everyone, very motherly to all her closest friends, she was generous, and she had a very big heart. She was a very inspiring person, she had a beautiful personality, she was like an angel among humans. I got lost in my thoughts, staring at her beautiful blue eyes which were now wet. Why was she crying, did I miss something?

"Brendon... Do you really mean everything you just said?"

"What did I sa- Did I really think that out loud?!" She nodded.

I hid my face in my hands, obviously embarrassed. She removed them to place hers on both sides of my face, and looked deep into my eyes before to place her lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist to pull her closer, and she pushed me down so I was lying on my back, running her fingers through my messy hair. After a couple songs, we pulled away and she laid on my chest, listening to the rest of the album. I told her some anecdotes about every song, but she soon fell asleep after Dying In LA. I didn't move, because she needed to rest, she was working today. Her alarm rang at 7:30, it was a very soft music I didn't know. It happened to be 2CELLOS's cover of Moon River, which was the perfect thing to wake up to.