natalie's pov
never in a million years did i think that i would be in a hospital bed recovering from an anxiety attack. i didn't even know i had anxiety.
"how do you feel?" brendon asked. he seemed so shaken up.
"well, i've felt better." i said with i nervous chuckle. i didn't know if now was the time to crack a joke or not but oh well?
"i can imagine so." dallon chuckled.
"why didn't you tell anyone? about your anxiety i mean." brendon questioned.
"i don't know. i didn't know i had anxiety." i answered.
"have you ever had an anxiety attack before?" he questioned further.
"i really don't know. can you explain it to me?"
"well for me, i feel like i can't breathe. my palms get clammy and it feels like eveything is closing in around me."
"oh... well then yes. i've had a few."
"okay. well if you want, we can get you help for it. i won't make you, but i strongly suggest you do. even just meeting with a therapist every month could help." brendon explained.
"i... i don't really like talking to people that much... could we maybe just see a doctor? to get me on some medicine or something?" i was nervous about asking for medication. i didn't want to seem like i was some sort of pill fiend, but i also was n o t going to a therapist.
"we could see about that. and i know you said you don't like talking to people, but you have to tell someone about things like this from now on. i want you to feel good. okay?" brendon said, with a concerned look.
"okay. thank you, i love you dad."
"i love you too sweetie, so much."
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three days later
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"fuck you dallon" brendon chuckled as dallon beat him again in mario kart.
"you wish." dallon retaliated under his breath. he didn't mean for anyone to hear it, but i was sitting right next to him. i couldn't help but smile and nudge him a bit with my elbow. he looked back at me in complete terror, face red as a tomato. good boy dallon isn't so good after all huh?
"oh dallon, you're cute." i patted his leg before standing up and waddling to the kitchen. i couldn't wait to get the damn boot off my leg in a few week(e)s.
i grabbed a yoo-hoo from the fridge. i shut the door and turned back to the living area when i ran straight into kenny. i hadn't talked to kenny since i got out of the hospital, so you can imagine how awkward this encounter was.
"uh, sorry." he said befor stepping out of my way.
i went to walk away, but he spoke again.
"wait, natalie. please."
i turned around to look at him, not speaking.
"look. i'm sorry about what i said. i was a complete idiot. i just didn't know you had a special talent. you never showed anyone really. that's what i meant. but i shouldn't have said it at all. and i'm sorry." he sighed.
"i-it's okay i guess." i looked to my feet. i said it so quietly i was sure he didn't hear it.
"thank you. for forgiving me."
i just walked away. when i entered the living area, dan was talking to brendon, while dallon sat alone, playing on his phone.
i plopped down so close to him i was practically on top of him.
"so what was that about earlier?" i whispered with a smirk.
"oh shut up, it was a joke you butt." he said playfully.
"sureeee." i said in response.
"oh you little-" he said before attacking me with tickles.
"no dallon! no stooop-" i giggled, before brendon joined in.
"why are you all ganging up on meeee? zack help me!" i yelled, and moments later zack barreled in and grabbed me away from dallon and brendon, and set me down on the floor.
"thank you my good sir." i said, tipping my non existent hat to him.
"no problem."
i went back to my bunk soon after, getting on my phone. you could say that i was quite educated on panic! at the disco and their fans. so i know about brallon. sometimes i tease dal and brendon about it, but i don't think they understand what i'm talking about. i have an undercover fan account on instagram, and it is so funny how much people want brendon and dallon to be together. i opened up instagram and decided to do some research on brallon. i knew about it, but i didn't know about what i was about to find.
dallon was a very different person onstage during the vices and virtues era.
"dallon!" i said excitedly. i was about to make him so mad.
"what do you want?" he replied as he walked to my bunk.
"what is this about?" i asked with a smirk, showing him a video of him and brendon's interesting onstage interactions during their last tour.
"jesus natalie, what did you even look up?" he said with a nervous chuckle.
"something the fans call 'brallon'."
"oh dear god."
a/n: hi so i finally wrote a new chapter wow!! and yeah its awful i didnt know what to write about so i just thought about brallon lol
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Fanfiction*this is not edited yet so it has a lot of spelling mistakes!! also like the first 9 chapters are not the greatest, i was just really excited to write.* cover by me! natalie is 13 years old. she was born to a teen mom, who wanted what was best for h...
