The Casual Affair || Brendon Urie x Reader

two || new opportunities, new friendships

Chapter 2, here we go. Thanks to the 4 people reading this, I love you :D

This is fanfiction... anything can happen.

But sure enough, as you turned the corner, there was Brendon.

You almost screamed. How could you not? It was Brendon Urie. Your idol. And you were there, in front of him, meeting to him, talking to God on Earth, and you were freaking out. You noticed your three friends' faces, and they were all equally shocked.

"Hi," said Brendon. "You guys were great out there. You all looked like you were having fun."

You practically died in the spot- and then realized that Brendon fucking Urie had seen you sing. And he had just told you that the entire band was great.

Leilani chimed in, "Thank you so much..." and kind of dropped her bass. Thankfully she still had on the strap, so it didn't go far.

"Okay, so let me get this right. Leilani, Chris, Simon and Y/N."

Holy shit.

Brendon knew who you four were!!!

"Yeah... how did you know? How did you find us?" you asked, forgetting that America's Got Talent was promoting your act, as well as the two other finalists.

"The America's Got Talent page was promoting it, and tagged Panic!'s account." Brendon pulled out his phone and logged onto his Twitter, showing you the infamous tweet. "But I knew about you before the live show. Someone posted your live audition song before you made it."

You remembered that; you four had decided on LA Devotee since you four were in Los Angeles.

"Then I noticed some people from your school commenting a video from last year, some club's fashion show?" Brendon searched through his live tweets, and found the video he was talking about, of you and the band performing Ballad of Mona Lisa for the design major's fashion show.

"I guess there's more videos of us singing your songs than we realized," Chris gave a chuckle, running his hand through his hair and looking over at Brendon.

"You guys are really good, all of you," Brendon complimented with a smile. "Type your stuff into my phone and give yourselves a follow."

You just about died when it was your turn, and your shaking fingers could barely remember your social media usernames. Then you clicked the follow button, your phone vibrating as to confirm it.

Brendon Urie (brendonurie) started following you.

Once everyone was done, Brendon checked the time. "It's 9:30, and I know you guys have been here for a while. If you'd like, I'll treat you to dinner."

You just about died- again- as everyone nodded yes.

Brendon showed you to his car, and took you out to a pizza place you had decided on. Your remaining outfit was kind of skimpy, and the weather was kind of cold for a California girl like yourself. Wrapping your arms around yourself, you sat in between Chris and Leilani.

"Cold, Y/N?" Chris asked, offering his black jacket.

"Thank you," you gave a smile to the boy before turning back to the front.

"Music's your choice," Brendon gave a grin and handed the aux back towards the rest of you.

Leilani gave a wicked smirk and grabbed the cord, "Hell yes!" and started blasting her favorite Panic! song, Emperor's New Clothes.

"This is carpool karaoke!" Simon joked from the front seat, and you could hear him tapping the rhythm on his phone case.

As the song kicked in, all of you began singing your parts. When it got to the break, Leilani paused the song and gave a wink to Simon in the front.