darling | brendon urie | sequel to "strawberries"

34: "you are thriving"

"okay re start that!"
"i saw a really hot girl and she saw me. then it escalated and next thing i knew we were making out against the wall"
"holy shit!" justin laughed.
"i dont know what happened! i just felt really confident and thought 'fuck it'"
"well im proud of you because that takes a lot. even for people who aren't mutes"
"i don't know what came over me"
"the sudden urge to get over jessica?"
"i don't know..." i sighed.
"well...did you get the girls number?"
"yup" i grinned.
"you are thriving, queen" he hugged me.
"why thank you"

"so...how's your love life going?" i asked.
"im staying single for a while" he replied.
"me too" we high fived. "how are you though? generally" i asked. he sighed.
"i got diagnosed with social anxiety yesterday" he murmured, looking at his hands.
"hey don't feel ashamed. it doesn't change who you are. i have it too and i'll help you. okay?" i said.
"but you have it worse..." he said.
"theres no such thing as having it worse and having it better. we're all struggling and we're all trying. im going to help you. heck, i want to. you're my best friend and you are not doing this alone. okay?" i hugged him.
"i really appreciate your support" he said.
"anything for you" i kissed his cheek. he smiled.

we do that shit all the time and im a raging homosexual.

"so...are you gonna text the girl?" he asked.
"i don't know...im still really hurt over jessica"
"i getcha" he put his arm round me. "maybe stay friends with her though?"
"maybe i will"

friends? hell no.

i invited her over and it ended with us hooking up. thank god my parents weren't home. i was so ashamed of myself.

unfortunately sarah figured it out when she found paige's (the girl) bra in my laundry. she talked to brendon and he confronted me.
"dylan, can we talk?" he asked me as i was sleeping on the floor. "hey, you gotta stop sleeping on the floor kiddo" he shook me and i woke up. it was the middle of the day...
"whats up?" i yawned.
"sarah found a bra in you laundry - which did not belong to you" he said. my eyes widened. fuck.
"uh...about that" i stammered. he giggled "you hooked up with someone, didn't you?"

"shhh!" i shushed him, growing red.
"look darling its nothing to be ashamed of"
"it is for me...im not like that. im...good"
"i know" he ruffled my hair and helped me off the floor.