Staring Contest- a Beebo fanfic

The Night Of

Key:

y/h/l = your hair length 

y/h/c = your hair colour

y/l/n = your last name

Y/n's Perspective 

It was the day of the concert and holy shit I've never looked forward to something so much. I still couldn't believe that I was ACTUALLY about to meet Brendon!

The time was 4:30pm, so I decided to start getting ready since the venue was about an hour away from my house, and I wanted to get there an hour early so I could get a good spot in the crowd.

I put on my clothes and did some light makeup. I went for a red-to-black gradient look, slightly inspired by their album "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out". I looked at my y/h/l, y/h/c hair in the mirror and decided to straighten it and put a small, black bow clip in it.

Finally, I took a "white girl mirror selfie" showing off all my gear, with the caption:

Brendon Urie, here I come 🖤😏

The time was now 5:30, which meant I was going to leave in half an hour to get there one hour early. 

Or should I leave now so I can get to the merch line quick enough? 

No, I'm leaving in 30, I can get merch after the concert.

For a majority of that time I was stood in front of my mirror, trying different poses that I could do in my photo with Brendon. I settled on a casual smile with a peace sign.

The time was now 5:50, so I decided I would just leave now Incase traffic was mayhem.

*time skip brought to you by idkhbtfm* 

I had finally arrived at the venue at approximately... 7:09pm. That's 41 minutes before the show! Aka 41 minutes until I see Brendon's beautiful face in person... kinda...

*time skip to show*

The timer started and everybody screamed. I was in the second row from the front! I could see everything perfectly!

9 minutes 

Holy moly. I can't believe this is happening.

8 minutes 

fuck fuck fuck 

7 minutes 

I could hear faint music playing through the auditorium over everyone talking. It sounded like Misery by The Word Alive. 

6 minutes 

Far out this is the longest 10 minutes of my life

5 minutes 

They were playing Toxic by Britney Spears now

4 minutes 

Officially bored! 

3 minutes 

Omg holy crap 3 minutes left?

2 minutes 

AHHHHHHHH

1 minute

HOLY SHIT SKSKSKSKSKSKSKSKSK

30 seconds

Oh

20 seconds

My

10 seconds 

God

5

4

3

2

1

Black. No light. But I jumped when Brendon leaped on the stage, bright white and blue lights flashing around him whilst singing F**k a Silver Lining.

White and gold confetti flew from the ceiling, I tried to catch as much as I could and stuff it in my wallet.

*time skip to the middle of the show*

Brendon had just finished singing Miss Jackson and now he was in the middle of Dancing's Not  a Crime.

I was jumping up and down, following Brendon with my eyes as he paced back and forth on the stage.

But my whole world froze when we made eye contact and he...

WINKED AT ME?

DID BRENDON FUCKING URIE JUST SMILE AND WINK AT ME?

*time skip end of show*

I couldn't stop thinking about what just happened.

Brendon Urie just winked at me. Holy shit.

I was headed to the VIP room, where about 10 other people were, and there he was, sitting on his little leather stool. 

There was Brendon Urie.

He spun around in his chair and looked at me dead in the eyes and smiled.

"Hey there" he smirked.