A/N
That picture of Brendon is my mood while writing this. I am not good at writing whatsoever and the chapters will probably be pretty short so sorry about that. I will try and make this story as long as I can and try not to cancel it! (*^ω^*)
You were running around in circles in your apartment trying to find something to wear of course it was going to be Panic! Merch. You grabbed a Panic! Hat, Black ripped skinny jeans, a Panic! Shirt, a Panic! Necklace and bracelet, and you did your makeup and you did your hair in wavy curls.
You looked in the mirror and smiled seeing how much of an fangirl you are. You hummed There's a good reason these tables are numbered honey, you just haven't thought of it yet As you grabbed your Twenty Øne Piløts purse and put all your Panic! CDs in there for good luck. You grabbed your backstage pass and your ticket and ran out to the car and put in A Fever You Can't Swear Out and started singing. You started to drive to the venue excited as fuck. "I can't believe I will get to meet my hero, Brendon Urie T^T 💕💕" you talked to yourself as you drove.
The moment you arrived (HAHA SEE WHAT I DID THERE?! I'm so funny ;-;) You put the CD back in its case and put it in your purse and ran to the (uhhhh) people that work there (idk) and gave them your ticket. You were an hour early so you were going to be there first!
The person lead you to your seat and surprisingly you were the first person there.
Since no one was there you started singing Dying in LA as you waited.
-I'm so sorry this chapter was short I am going to try and make the next one a lot longer-
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Brendon Urie X Reader
FanfictionThe day, The day you have dreamt of since they first got together, the day you finally had the money, The Pray For The Wicked tour... You had always loved Panic! And you had the biggest crush on Brendon Urie the lead singer. He was your role model a...
