strawberries | brendon urie

39: "basic!"

i walked inside and spotted her. she waved eagerly and gestured me to sit down with her.

"hi!" she said kindly as i slid into the booth opposite her. i smiled nervously.
"whats your favourite?" she showed me the venue. i pointing to the cookie dough one. she scoffed playfully.
"basic!" she coughed.
which one do you like then? i typed
"fudge brownie" she replied.
basic! she laughed at what i typed.
"i really wanna get to know you. you seem awesome. and you're so cute"
i went a little red. aw thanks, u too'

she laughed. "i'll go order. mind if i know about your anxiety? if thats okay! i just wanna know how to-"
i put my hand on hers signalling that it was okay. she smiled and went to order
i typed away

i went through a lot when i was younger and it caused me to suffer from selective mutism. i have anxiety & ptsd bc of trauma. when i get comfortable around someone i talk. rn i talk to eight people. i got adopted almost a year ago.

she came back with our cups. she gave me mine and took my phone from me.
"well you're hella strong. im so proud of you" she smiled. i went red and smile like an idiot.
"so im 14. i go to school like twenty minuets away from here. i came out when i was ten. i love the band paramore, ice cream, girls. oh i also love broadway!" she said.

after we finished our ice cream she suggested we went for a little walk. she talked and i listened. she then slid her hand into mine. i squeezed hers.

wow i have a crush on her.