bad girls don't cry {brendon urie x reader}

{one year}

  i couldn't wait to see what the future held...

  one year flew by and mcr and fall out boy had released their first albums. panic was putting the finishing touches on their album and were scheduled to tour with me in february 2006. i had put out two singles and my album was coming out in ten days.

  ten days! i had gained a decent amount of followers on social media along with the other boys. we did countless interviews and plenty of meetings which made time go by fast.

  that year was hectic. after we were officially signed with fueled by ramen, the boys and i graduated early and moved to los angeles. i shared a two-story house with the panic boys and the other boys lived in apartments and houses of their own. shortly after we moved, our mom found a new boyfriend. he was very kind and really funny. he sort of reminded me of dad.

  ryan had a new girlfriend named brittney. to say she was a bitch is an understatement. she was literally the devil. all the boys and i couldn't stand her. if she made ryan happy i wouldn't have been complaining, but she made his life hell. she was bossy, rude, and a total brat. she acted like a spoiled five year old. she would make ryan stay home with her instead of rehearsing with the band or even hanging out with me. i thank god to this day that she never lived with us.

  ryan was urging me to find a boyfriend and i just wasn't in the mood. i wanted to focus on my music first and then once tour started i would dabble in the dating pool. but i enjoyed my alone time.

  of course, brendon and i were flirting, but that didn't mean anything back then. we were just messing around...i think. yes, he was cute. yes, he was hilarious. yes, he was a fucking god. but i thought i could never get someone like brendon. he was a stud and i was just...well me.

  fall out boy and i were going into the studio to work on a few songs. pete told me that he liked my writing style and wanted me to write some stuff for them.

  i entered the studio and waved to derrik. he was the really nice front desk worker. i made small talk with him and he handed me the key to studio 18, my studio.

  i strolled down the hallway to the studio and in the corner of my eye i saw ryan and brittney having sex in my studio. anger coursed through my body as i barged into the room without another thought. their faces go white as they whipped around to look at me. ryan jumped off of her and fiddled with his pants nervously. brittney had a devious smirk on her face and crossed her arms.

  "what the fuck are you two doing in here!" i yelled.

  "sorry" they both responded.

  "sorry? all you have to say is sorry? i would expect this from you," i pointed at brittney, "but certainly not from you, ryan. why would you do that? especially here! IN MY STUDIO! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND!" i screamed.

  "i'm sorry, y/n. i didn't know this was your studio." he replied.

  "how the hell did you not know it was my studio? IT SAYS MY NAME ON THE DOOR! are you blind or just stupid?" the smirk brittney had on her face infuriated me more.

  "what are you smirking at, blondie?" i put my hands on my hips.

  "you're just mad that ryan's been spending more time with me! it's obvious your jealous!" she snarled.

  "why would i be jealous of you? i am so happy that you and ryan are having fun. i just hope he doesn't find out you cheated on him." it was my turn to smirk as her face went pale.

  "is that true, brittney?" ryan mumbled and she didn't respond.

  "are you deaf? i said IS THAT TRUE BRITTNEY?" he yelled in her face. she nodded and ran out crying. ryan glared, shoved me, and walked out the door.

  moments later, pete and patrick strolled in and noticed something was off.

  "hey, kiddo. are you okay? you seem a little shaken up." pete questioned.

  "uh, yeah. ryan just screamed at brittney so yeah that was kinda funny." we giggled, "ready to start writing?"

  "of course! we brought brendon too." patrick said right as brendon bursted through the door.

  "the best person in the world has just arrived!" he hooted which made me laugh.

  "okay, buddy boy. can you start writing a bit please." i kindly asked.

  "of course, darling," he slurred, "anything for youuu."

  "brendon, are you drunk." i grilled.

  "i'm not drunk, i'm brendon!" he said happily.

  patrick, pete and i laughed at brendon's drunkenness as i stood up to guide brendon out the door.

  "do you think we can reschedule this? i think this drunk little boy needs to be taken care of." i whispered to pete.

  "yeah of course. good luck with mister drunkie."

  "MY NAME IS NOT MISTER DRUNKIE. IT'S MISTER BEAN BOY URIE!" brendon hollered and we died of laughter. brendon crossed his arms and pouted at our laughter.

  "it's not funny!"

  "it is just a little bit. come on, bubba. let's get you home." i led brendon out the door and i heard him mumble incoherently.

time skip

  brendon and i arrived home to hear ryan yelling upstairs. i knew brittney was still here.

  "is ryan mad. or is he just doing the nasty really loudly?" brendon asked. i giggled and shook my head. i explained what happened at the recording studio and he laughed.

  "what's so funny?" i questioned.

  "you caught your bro bro having the sex." brendon laughed. i chuckled and shook my head. drunk brendon was hilarious and adorable.

  brittney came storming downstairs with a bag while tears were running down her face. that sight almost made me want to feel bad for her. she cried all the way to the door.

  "brittney, wait!" i ran to the door, "you're lucky i don't beat the shit out of you after you cheated on ryan. you thought i hated you before, but i totally despise you now. don't speak to us or about us. lose all of our contact information or i will plaster all over social media how much of a cheating bitch you are. everyone will know you only by the fact that you're a whore." i started to walk away but turned around again, "don't let the door hit you on the way out!" i slammed the door in her face.

  i headed back to the couch and saw brendon sitting there with wide eyes.

  "what? do i have something on my face?" i pulled my hands up to my face and swatted anything away.

  "you're a badass. i recorded that and sent it to ryan. i bet he's proud of how cool and badass you are." he smiled.

  "i try real hard. i'm gonna go check on him though. he's probably still shaken up a bit." i got up to go check on ryan. poor thing is such a hopeless romantic.

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that's it for this chapter. sorry this story sucks. i try to make it good but i hate the way these chapters are turning out. i'll keep trying to make the story more interesting though. ttfn!
p.s.~ i changed keltie to brittney. keltie is going to show up later in the story.