darling | brendon urie | sequel to "strawberries"

19: "stop texting me"

"dylan stop texting me im fine!"
"im really worried" i mumbled.
"yeah i figured. but trust me. im okay. me and my dad are gonna go see a movie" justin told me.
"you promise you're okay?" i asked.
"dylan" he chuckled. "i promise. okay? i love you and i'll talk to you soon"

he ended the call before i could ask if he slept okay...for the fifth time.
"hey" i looked across the table at sarah. "he'll be fine. he's with his dad and will be seeing a therapist" she informed me. i sighed and put my phone down.
"im just really worried about him" i sighed.
"you worry about everyone"
"hi im anxiety. nice to meet you" brendon walked in from outside and kissed sarah. 

"ew straggot" i joked.
"you're gay" brendon flipped me off.
"im proud" i double flipped him off.
"i will never understand you too" sarah sighed as she finished her lunch and went to wash up. brendon pulled up a chair and sat next to me. "how is my favourite person doing?" he asked.
"she's pissed that you didn't get nominated for  a grammy" i replied.
"eh fuck it" he shrugged.
"yeah, they don't deserve your talent"
he laughed. "that's really sweet of you"
"i try"

"im gonna go play fortnite" he said.
"NO!" me and sarah chorused.
"what?" he replied defensively.
"you play it too much!" sarah exclaimed.
"no i do not!"
"11 hours of streaming?"
"i'll cut down!"
"oh we both know you won't! c'mon it's not good for you"
"it's fun!" he reasoned.
"please??" i tugged his arm. he looked at me and sighed.
"okay" he smiled, giving in.

"dylan and i are going to go get our nails done. you wanna join?" sarah asked him.
"sure!" he said. i put my plate in the dishwasher and went to get changes. i got into a my chem t shirt, a black skater skirt and black tights. i slipped on my converse and brushes my hair too. after grabbing my bag i raced down the stairs. "ready!"
we got into the car and brendon put on twenty one pilots. i bopped and mouthed the words while on instagram story. we made it to the salon and headed inside.

sarah got her nails painted, i got short acrylics and brendon just got a MANicure. brendon was giggling a fuck ton and making jokes. i laughed at everything he said. sarah was looking at us like we were her children...we basically were children.

brendon suggested we went to get some food so we headed to taco bell. sarah went to the bathroom while i took pictures of my nails. brendon kept bugging me as he was bored and wanted to play fortnite.
"BRENDON!" we heard someone yell. we both jumped in surprise and looked behind us to see a girl sobbing.
"go talk to her!" i grinned to him.
"im punishing you for not letting me play fortnite" he took my hand and pulled me with him.
"brendon!" i hissed.
brendom and the fan got talking. i stood there awkwardly while they hugged and laughed. i took the photo and then she asked for one with me. i fucking panicked as i hated photos with others. i gestured to my stomach and dashed to the bathroom.