I end up falling asleep on my bunk.
** Brendon's POV **
We finally get to our hotel and I go to see where Y/N is.
I walk to the back of the bus and see a sleeping figure on one of the beds. I tiptoe over there, grab her stuff, and pick her up in my arms.
I slowly walk back over to the rest of the band.
"Hey, Dallon. Can you grab Y/N's suitcase, please?"
"Of course." He said while smirking at me. I just roll my eyes and walk away.
Wait. Where will Y/N stay? Zack booked the rooms before he met her. I guess she was going to have to stay with one of us.
I'll let her stay with me. Not because I like her, because I'm a nice person. She can stay on the bed and u can sleep on the couch.
I am thinking of the plan when I hear groaning and feel something moving. I look down and see that Y/N is waking up.
She opens her eyes and looks at me in confusion.
"You fell asleep," I reassured her, "so I picked you up to take you to your room. Also, when Zack booked the rooms he didn't know you, so you have to share a room with one of us. I volunteered, but you can stay with Dallon if you would like."
"Nah, it's fine. I'll stay with you." She mumbles sleepily.
"You can go back to sleep. I'll lay you on the bed." I say with a warm smile.
I just realized how adorable she was as I saw her laying in my arms. I am snapped out of my thoughts as I feel something nudge me.
I glance over my shoulder and see Dallon standing there, still smirking.
"What do you want?"
"You really do love her don't you."
"...."
"There's no denying it. You look at her like Ryan Ross looks at cheese whiz."
*gasp*
"Oh my God. I love her as much as Ryan likes cheese whiz." I say in astonishment.
We just laugh at that comment and take the one and only Y/N to our room. We tiptoe in there. Dallon sits down her bag. I sit her down quietly on the bed. I lay her stuff down beside the bed on the nightstand.
I feel like this is going to be the greatest tour ever!
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Can You Sing? (Brendon Urie x Reader)
Fanfiction"Can you sing?" "Asks the person who has a four octave vocal range." I say sarcastically. "I bet you have a beautiful singing voice." Btw Sarah doesn't exist in this story. I have no hate against her, but it's for the plot.
