Brendon Urie Imagines

Lovebirds pt. 2

Here's a part two! I think there'll be a lot more parts to this!

F/S = Favorite Show

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You and Y/B/N stare at each other, no sound escaping your mouths, until you scream in horror.

"WHAT?!"

All eyes were turned to you, you let it out louder than you expected. You just sigh and place your head in your hands.

"What am I going to do Y/B/N? The only guys I've lived with are my dad and baby brother. How am I supposed to deal with a guy roommate?" You ask.

"I've live with three teenagers whom just so happened to be male. All you need to do is avoid them — or him in this case — at all costs," She said.

You stare at her. "Not helping,"

Y/B/N laughs and pats your back. "You'll get through it. Let's just see where our dorms are,"

"Okay, Okay," You mumble.

You follow your friend as you two enter the main building. Once you reach the dean's office you look for your last names and grab your file and dorm keys.

"Here," Your friend grabbed her own file. "I'm in room 249 with someone by the name of — uh — Spencer Smith. Your turn,"

You open your file and grab your papers. "I'm in room 234 with a guy named Brendon Urie,"

Your friend smirked at you. "Sounds hot,"

"Oh shut up,"

She laughs and links your arm with hers. You two walk out the building and head to the dormitories. The building was pretty big.

As you two enter the building, someone bumps into you. "Watch where you're going,". He walks away with another person following him.

You roll your eyes and look back at them. "That was rude," You say.

"Yeah. Who says that?" She asks. "He could've at least said sorry or something,"

"I hope they aren't our roommates,"

"Eh... the one with the blue eyes was kinda cute,"

"Y/B/N!"

"Sorry... but he was," She said. You roll your eyes and descend up the stairs.

You get to room 234 and take your key from your back pocket and unlock it. "See ya,"

"See ya," She salutes before crossing the hall to get to her own room.

You enter the room and look around. It was pretty cozy. Brendon — or whatever his name was — did a nice job of cleaning up.

His side of the room was neater then you though. His bed had light blue covers with two large pillows. On his wall, there were posters of more than six bands and sports magazines were lined up on his nightstand. He had a blue and green lava lamp and his clothes it seemed hadn't been unpacked.

He might not be so bad after all.

You place your suitcases on the side of the bed. You make your bed and place your red and gold colored covers. You take out the fairy lights that used to hang in your old bedroom and hang them above the headboard. You turn out of your band, movie, and TV show posters that you had collected over the years.

You reach your closet and start unpacking your clothes, jewelry, makeup, and shoes. You discover a door on your side of the room. You go inside.

"Hmm. Secret bathroom. Not so secret now," You mutter to yourself as you open the door.

Large white bath, sink, shower, and a towel/toiletry shelf. Everything you needed. You step out of the bathroom and hear the door to the room close.

"You?" He asks. You turn around.

"You?!" It was the guy who bumped into you earlier. "Great,"

He mumbled a few curse words before looking up at you. "I guess you should've looked where you were going,"

You scoff. "Please, ever heard of being a gentleman? Ladies first?"

"Nah," He shrugs. "You must be Y/N L/N,"

"And you must be Brendon Urie,"

"The one and only babe," He winked and smirked.

You roll your eyes and take out your laptop and earbuds. You immediately open up Netflix, and try to ignore your new roommate. You lay down on your belly and click:

"Hey Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. Y/N. Y/—"

"What?!" You hiss, taking your earbuds out.

"Geez girl. Calm yourself," He laughs. "Just wanted to know if your friend is dating someone,"

"Why?" You ask.

"Eh. One of my friends is interested," He answers lazily.

"And why exactly should I tell you?"

"Because... I'm hot," He says.

"Whatever," You say. "And FYI she's single,"

"Oh so you think I'm hot?" He says as he wiggles his eyebrows.

"I only told you because I want to get back to binge-watching my show,"

He nods and puts on a pair of black headphones. After a while, he jumps next to you on your bed.

"Ooh. I like this show. It's my favorite," Brendon says as he takes your right earbud and places it in his left.

"Hey! F/S is my favorite all right? And I'd like to watch it in peace thank you very much,"

"Fine..." he mumbled before going back to his own bed.

Before he left you had a good look at him. Although you hated to admit it, he was pretty hot. His short, dark brown hair shined in the sunlight that had been reflecting from the window. His lips were a light tint of pink and his eyes were sparkly and soft.

"What're you staring at L/N?" He asked you.

"Nothing,"

You turned pink and continued watching your show.

This is going to be one crazy year.

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Hey everyone! Thanks for reading! I hope you like it! Have a great day!

Stay Pretty. Odd.~!