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

TWENTY-NINE; wanting this

Hayley's POV

It's been a week since the fight with Brendon. I decided I'd rather stay at Dallon's place, but we still didn't get my clothes from Brendon's house. Or my house, or whatever it is. So, I ended up buying a few things to where with the money Dallon gave me.

I woke up to the sun peeking through the window of Dallon's guest bedroom. I checked my phone for the time- 9:27. That's the most sleep I've gotten all week.

I stood up and stretched. I didn't feel like walking around in a tank top and pants, which were my pajamas, so I changed into a pair of black jeans and a red, long sleeve flannel. I brushed my hair and did my makeup, then brushed my teeth.

I walked out of the room and down the hall. I passed through the living room to find Dallon on the couch with his morning coffee watching something on tv. I walked through the dining and into the kitchen.

I turned on the coffee maker and waited for my coffee to brew. When it was done, I added some milk and sugar, then sat down at the breakfast bar to drink it. Just as I took my first drink, I heard the doorbell.

"I got it!" I yelled to Dallon. I stood up, leaving my coffee at the bar. I opened the door to find the one person I didn't expect. "Brendon."

"Hayley, can we talk? Please?" Brendon asked in a sad, slightly scratchy voice. His eyes were a bit red and puffy, too.

I didn't reply, I just stepped out of the way so he could come inside. I closed the door behind him. I couldn't think of anything to say to him.

Brendon's POV

I had a million butterflies in my stomach. But I had to tell her how I really felt. I missed her.

"Hayley, what I said to you was horrible. I was just angry. I would never say anything like that to you, and you know that. We've known each other for so long, and I don't remember a day that went by where we hated each other. Even when we broke up, we were still friends, we were just separated. And all that time, I loved you. And I still do. And I have missed you so much just this past week and I still hate myself for saying what I did. I didn't mean it, I swear. Even if you hate me and never want to see me again after today, I will always love you..... And Hayley, I fall in love with you all over again every time I see you. Even if you don't feel the same way, I-"

She cut me off in a way I never expected. Hayley kissed me. Her hands were around my neck, and her lips were on mine. With no hesitation, I kissed her back, wrapping my arms around her waist.

When we pulled away from each other, I smiled. Hayley smiled back, and a huge wave of relief washed over me. "I assume you will be wanting this back?" I pulled the engagement ring out of my pocket and she had me put it back on her finger.

She wrapped me in a huge bear hug. "I love you so much Brendon. And I forgive you." I hugged her back.

"I love you too, Hayley. And like I promised, I'm never letting you out of my sight again."

We stood there for a moment, then broke away when we heard a familiar voice say, "What. The fuck?!?"

"So, Dallon, we have some explaining to do," Hayley said.

"Uh, no, not really. I heard it all. But there is one thing-," Dallon said, looking to me.

"Hmm?" I hummed.

"I need to talk to you for a minute. Alone." Dallon glanced at Hayley between sentences.

"Yeah, sure. That's fine." I looked to Hayley for approval. "Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah, I don't mind," Hayley replied.

Dallon and I walked outside to the patio to talk in private. "You might want to sit down for this, Bren."

"What? Why?" I said, sitting down anyways.

"Because this is something I've wanted to tell you for a while. And I hope you don't hate me for this." Dallon replied.

"Why would I hate you?"

"This is about Hayley." He sighed. "And me."