Not Everything Goes According to Plan (Brallon/Ryden)

Chapter 4: And Boy Did They Have Fun

Brendon Urie was holding my hand. I wasn't sure if this was real or not. I mean, I knew it was really happening, but was he just too drunk? Was he making a joke? Was he serious?

I'm not sure, but I'll enjoy it for now.

My cheeks blushed and my smile grew wider the more I thought about it. I didn't want him to let go, ever. His hand was so warm and comforting as if we had done this before. His thumb slid across my hand gently, his hands were saying 'I'm glad I got you, this is where I want to be. With you.'

Then he let go.

My heart sank and my body began to tingle up. My grin was wiped of my face, and my cheeks drained their color.

He got up and didn't even look at me. Didn't even acknowledge that he held my hand for five fucking minutes. It was all a lie.

He didn't fucking care, it was just a game to him.

Brendon stood and shook Zack's hand to say goodbye.

"My mistake." I muttered embarrassedly under my breath.

After their what seemed to be the longest goodbye ever, Brendon approached me from behind. I felt the heat radiate off his body as he got closer. It only turned my on more, dear God I wanted him so bad. I felt his hand slip slowly into my back pocket with a key in it.

His hot breath reached my neck and whispered,"My place, twenty minutes. I've got something to show you."

His words sent shivers down my back. I knew he wanted me now as much as I wanted him. And holy fuck, did I want him.

He said it oh so seductively, then walked away to Spencer. Didn't look back, didn't speak another word to me the rest of the time I was there.

I said my goodbyes to all ,except Brendon (whom I winked at),as quickly as I could. I almost tripped rushing out of the bar to reach my car. I began to lose patience with myself as my hands were shaking so much that I couldn't hold my keys right to open my car.

Brendon I'm coming.

Twenty minutes later I approached the doorsteps of Mr. Uries bachelor pad.

I took a deep breath, and questioned myself:

Am I ready for this? Am I going too fast? Does he even want this?

Of course he did, he gave me his damn key.

I took one final breath, and I reached his front door.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

The door swing open before I could pull up another thought. Brendon stood there with the biggest grin on his face, not a 'Hey how's it going?!' grin, more of an evil schemer smile.

"Hey there Dallon... Come right in."