s m i l e

12: snippity snap

location: Los Angeles, California

Brendon's POV:

"Tyler?"

"Yes Brendon?"

"Would you and Josh want to come hang out with Natalie? She looks kinda down and we have some time before the show, and you guys could stay and watch the show with her!"

"Yeah, definitely. I have to ask Josh, but I'm sure he'll say yes too."

"Okay, thanks Tyler. I think she has anxiety, she does the same things I used to do, but I'm not sure if I should ask about it or let her come to me."

"Give it some time, and if you notice it getting worse and she doesn't come to you, ask about it."

"Okay. Thanks again Ty."

"No problem."

I hang up the phone and shove it in my pocket before finding Natalie staring at her phone.

"Oh, hey! I actually wanted to talk to you. Would you want to set up some 'official' social medias for yourself?" I asked.

"Sure! I was actually wondering about that earlier. What should the username be?" Nat asked, looking from her phone to me.

"Natalieurie?" I said in a 'duh' tone.

"Well okay then." she said with a giggle.

After a minute of Nat typing away, she finally locked her phone and set it in her lap.

"Okay, all done. I made myself a new Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat."

"I will shout you out so people will follow you." I said with a smile, to which Nat grinned back.

"Did I hear you talking to Tyler about hanging out today?" Nat asked hesitantly, I could tell she felt bad for eavesdropping.

"I-I didn't mean to be nosy or anything, I just accidentally oveheard." She stammered.

"It's fine, I was just about to tell you." I reassured her.

"Okay. When are they going to be here?" she asked, perking up a little.

"I don't know, but I can text Tyler and ask. He said he had to talk to Josh too, so it might be a while." she nodded in response, looking back to her phone. Her head snapped back up to me a second later, when my phone started to ring. I answered, when I saw that it was Tyler calling.

"Yes Tyler?"

"We're here! Are you guys in the bus?"

"Yep, I didn't expect you guys to be here so quick."

"Josh was out getting Taco Bell, so he picked me up after and brought us here."

"Okay, well I'll talk to you when you get here I guess."

"Sure thing."

And just like that, Tyler hung up. Then there was a knock on the door, to which Natalie sprinted up to answer.

"Natalie!" Josh exclaimed.

"Josh! And Tyler!" Natalie mocked.

"We brought Taco Bell!" Tyler said, holding up a greasy bag.

"Cool, I've never had it, but I hear about how good it is all the time." Natalie said, her smile never fading.

"You've never had Taco Bell? Poor child, come here." Tyler held his arms out engulfed Natalie in a hug.

"Okay, enough of that, let's eat." Josh said, waving his finger over to Tyler and Natalie.

We all ate our food, Natalie expressing her newfound love for Taco Bell, and before we knew it, it was time for sound check.

"Brendon, sound check!" Dallon said, poking his head inside the bus.

I sighed, but I followed Dallon to the venue.

Natalie's POV:

"Josh! Let's do backflips off of that!" I said, pointing to a ledge that went along the sidewalk, that went about up to right below my knees. We had been walking around, having no ideas of what might be fun.

"I don't know if that's a good idea." Tyler said, eyebrows furrowed.

"Please? I've done it like a thousand times before!" I cried.

Tyler only shook his head.

"Fine. But if you get hurt, you have to tell your dad that I warned you not to, Okay?" Tyler said.

"Okie dokie!" I cheered, rocking on the heels of my feet.

"Let's do this." Josh said, stepping up to the ledge.

"One, two, three!" I counted, before pushing off. But I immediately knew that I wasn't going to make it. I landed on the side of my foot, before hearing a loud crack.

My eyes went wide, along with Tyler and Josh's.

"Fucking hell, that hurts! Ow, ow, ow." I said, earning a surprised look from the boys. I had never cussed in front of them, as I didn't do it very often at all.

"For one, language. Two, this is why I told you not to do it. Three, your ankle is already swelling, we need to get you back to the busses so we can talk to Brendon." Tyler said sternly, but Josh was just staring at my ankle in awe.

"Jeez Nat, I think you might've broken it!" Josh exclaimed.

"Thanks for the support, Josh. Really comforting." I sassed.

"Woah, leave the sassing to me. I am the sass queen." Tyler said, flipping his imaginary hair.

"Can we just get back to the bus?" I asked. They both nodded with an 'oh yeah'.

As soon as we got back to the bus, all hell broke loose.

"BRENDON! NATALIE HURT HERSELF!" Tyler screamed, making me wince. He just screamed right in my ear. Ass.

Brendon came running to the front of the bus, a look of relief on his face as he glanced down at my wrists. He thought I had cut. That made me tremendously upset, but I decided that I would talk to him about it later, in private.

"Fuck, Nat! What the hell did you do?" he exclaimed.

"I landed wrong when I did a backflip. I think I broke my ankle, can we go to the hospital?" I asked, slight anger in my voice.

"Yes, of course, lets go." Brendon said, grabbing random things and stuffing them in his pockets.

"Wait! Brendon, you have a show! You can't just leave, people paid to see you. You have to stay, I'm sure Tyler and Josh won't mind taking me to the hospital. And after the show, you can come check on us if we aren't back." I explained.

"Yeah." Tyler said in agreement.

"But Nat-"

I cut him off, "No cuts, no buts, no coconuts."

"Fine, but text Zack every hour, that way if something else happens, he can let me know and I will be right over." Brendon instructed.

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three hours later

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After many hours and countless scans, we found out that I had, in fact, broken my ankle.

A/N: HOLY BALLS ITS BEEN LIKE 8 YEARS SINCE I UPDATED THIS SO I MADE A HECKIN LONG CHAPTER!! this chapter and the title was inspired by an idea from LarksCall who also has a really good 'adopted by brendon urie' story, so go read it!!