Staring Contest- a Beebo fanfic

Coffee At Mine?

Y/n's Perspective 

We walked out of my house, down the pebbled path and onto the street, where Brendon had parked his hired car.

"I must say, very fancy." I giggled as he opened the passenger door for me. "Thank you." I whispered.

"It's just a rent, but thank you very much." He chuckled. God it's hot when he does that.

"So you're still not going to tell me where we're going?" I asked.

"Nope! It's all a surprise! Don't worry, you'll love it." He winked at me when he said the last part.

On the car ride there, I couldn't help but stare at his features. His scar in his eyebrow, his gorgeous chocolate brown eyes, and his perfect hair, which looked like it had a whole bunch of hair spray in it, not gonna lie.

"You like what you see?" He teased, making me snap back to reality.

"You want the truth?" I ask.

"Preferably" he laughed back.

"No. I don't like what I see." He gasped "Hey! I'm not done Mr! I don't like what I see, I love what I see." I whispered.

I could see his eyes widen and a large blush spread across his face.

"T-that's very nice of you y-y/n... I could say the same thing about you but times infinity." He stuttered, trying to pull a smirk at the end there.

*time skip* 

Brendon ended up taking me to a small cafe along the coastline, where we had an amazing view of the ocean.

"Wow Brendon... it's beautiful here!" I whispered, holding onto his arm.

"See? I told you that you'd like it." He giggled, running his hand up my arm.

I ended up ordering a small hot chocolate with scones. Brendon ordered an ice coffee with a club sandwich.

I cut a small piece off of my scone and looked up to see Brendon resting his head on his hand, looking directly at me with a small smile.

"What? Have I got something on my face?" I panic (at the disco)

"Oh! No, I was just observing your beauty." He smiled.

I blushed and ate my piece of scone.

*time skip*

"Brendon please let me pay the bill." I pleaded

"No! Absolutely not! I am NOT letting my guest of honor pay the bill! Plus, it's not that much money!" He said back.

"Exactly," I laughed "which means I can pay!"

"Too late, I've already paid!" He laughed back.

I rolled my eyes. 

"Thank you, Beebo." I whispered to him.

"You know, usually I hate when people call me that, but you have a free pass." He smiled, intertwining our fingers.

We walked along the beach for a while, talking about our lives and what we do for a living.

I told Brendon that he can get discount at the guitar shop if he ever comes back here.

wait. if he ever comes back here? Am I just a one shot that he'll never see again? 

I stopped walking.

"Y/n what's wrong?" Brendon asked, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"W-when you leave... I'm never going to see you again... I'm just a person that you're going to forget about in a week's time..." I replied, tears forming in my eyes.

He pulled me into a tight hug.

"Hey now, don't think that. Because I have another surprise for you..." he whispered in my ear.

"Y-you do?" I stuttered.

"Yup, now look at me." He said, placing two fingers under my chin. "I talked with the band for a while the other day, and they've agreed that IF YOU WANT TO you can come tour with us! You can be my little luck charm! My love, my sweetheart... please say yes..." he whispered the last part.

I was in shock. 

Panic actually wanted me to tour with them?

"O-of course I will!" I practically screamed.

Brendon almost looked like he was going to explode with happiness.

"Oh I'm so glad you said yes, love!" He said, placing his hands on the side of my head.

"Anything to make you happy, darling." I hummed in reply.

I didn't even notice how close our faces were.

We stood there, looking into each other's eyes for what seemed like eternity. It was almost like a staring contest.

"You're so amazing." He whispered before crashing his lips onto mine.

I was startled (in a good way), but I kissed back almost instantly. It felt like the world around us had just disappeared, and that we were the only ones here.

We both pulled away for air, smiling at each other.

"Coffee at mine?" I asked, out of breath.

"Definitely." He said, taking my hand.