Brendon's pov
"I'm sorry. I had to leave you." I say breaking the hug.
"Don't be. I somewhat understand. You were to young to take care of me. So was she, or May. But I'm just sad. My life is sorta a lie." He pause. "I was told my parents died when I was 2."
"Well, they did that so you wouldn't get mad. But I missed you. And I knew it was you in the mall earlier." I say puting a hand on his back. Then we partyed for a couple hours before Andrew's adopted parents came looking for him. They came at a bad time because I'm giving him his real mom's number and he said 'Thanks Dad' to me.
"Son! Who are you calling Da-" I interrupted his adopted dad.
"Me. He's calling me dad. I am his biological father. You, on the other hand, are his adopted father. And if you want proof then here." I hand him the photo I gave Andrew a couple hours ago. He gasped. He looked at Andrew. Andrew was pissed.
"Son. Andrew. We did it for you own go-" Then, Andrew got up and slapped him which cut his quote on quote dad off. His adopted parents seemed shocked. They understood and looked down in shame. They said sorry and they would bring all his stuff to the hotel room. The walked out. They left. I walked Andrew to his room in the hotel. We went in and I see his band mates, there was only two. They honestly look confused. I guess they didn't read what was on the photo.
"Why is Brendon f**king Urie in our room?" One of them said. We explained and they look amazed. I also found out the one that said it is Alex, and the other is Rhett. So we sat down and played music while talking.
"Hey Brendon?" Andrew says once Alex and Rhett fell asleep. I nod.
"Can I maybe meet my real mom?" He said and it amazed me.
"Sure. I think she's here today. Let's faces time her." I say and discuss the plan. He nods happily. Then I take out my phone and call her.
"Brendon! Want to hang out? I'm in the hotel by the BBMA'S." She exclaimed right when she answered.
"Of course! What number room?" I answer and Andrew stays out of the cameras sight.
"102" she answered then hung up. We walked over but Andrew hid behind the bend. I knocked. She opened the door and hugged me. We went in. We talked about the BBMA'S and other shit. Then we heard I Knock. I knew it was Andrew. We both stood up. She opened the door.
"Hey, Ma." Andrew said. May
Hugged him and cried.
"Andrew! I love you. I always have wanted you back. I'm sorry. But I see you made it. You have a successful band. Just like your dad. May rambled.
"I know ma. I always wanted to meet you and dad. But I knew or thought I never would. But here we are."
We spent the night at her hotel room. Andrew really loved May. I could tell. He would have to get used to my girlfriend though. She's just like May. Except my girlfriend Sarah, has black hair and brown ish, black ish
eyes.
Andrew's pov
"Hey! Bud, get up! I have a interview today and I was wondering if you would like to be in it. And if you do then hurry and get ready. A pair of your clothes are here cause your band mates brought em." He shook me awake.
"I'll be in it. Just give me a minute or two so I can get ready." I say jumping up. I get my black shirt with my black jacket on top.
Here is the beautiful photo:
Then Brendon and I headed to his car. He put the 2000's channel on the radio. I heard as familiar song and voice. It was Brendon's. Singing Northern Downpour. Brendon seemed sad.
"Y'know. This is one of my favorite songs." I try to make him feel better by saying in but he looked scary. "What happened to Ryan?"
"I'll tell you when we go back to my house after tour. We have a couple more shows. Then I'll tell ya. Ok. Just enjoy it." I nodded. He sang his parts as I sang Ryan's. We got there and realized this was a Billboard interview. I should have known. We walked in to see Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump from Fall Out Boy. My friend is obsessed with them. I used to be but then, for no reason, I learned a lot of things about Panic! at the Disco and My Chemical Romance. I still love Fall Out Boy but I like more bands from that genre.
"Brendon! I see ya found him. I told ya." Pete Freaking Wentz said while hugging Brendon.
"Hey Andrew. I'm Patrick. You can call me Uncle Patrick. Same with Pete." wait. Patrick freaking Stump is shaking my hand. And I'm not fan girling or anything.
"Ok...." I stuttered. Brendon could tell I was confused on what to say so he grabbed my hand and lead me to the place we're gonna be interviewed. Wait....this is 103.7, 106.3, ect. OMG! I'm gonna meet Steve Andrews, I don't know why I'm so excited. And yes, I'm aware his last name is almost my first name.
"Hello! I'm Steve Andrews! You most be Brendon Urie." He says shaking Brendon's hand enthusiasticly. Then he looks at me with a grin. "And you most be Andrew Taggart-or should I say Andrew Urie- from The Chainsmokers!" He shook my hand too.
"Yes we are. Shall we get started?" Brendon said and Steve nodded.
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"This is Brendon Urie, this us Andrew Taggart-or I should say Andrew Urie, and I'm Steve Andrews from 102.3 WUSUS." Steve said signing out.
"That was great! Well have a nice day Urie's!" Steve Andrews yelled as we left.
"Guys!" Pete and Patrick whispered in Brendon's ear. Brendon nodded and told them to text him.
"What did they sayyyyyy," I whine like a 5 year old in the car.
"It's a surprise!" He yelled. I wonder what it is. I snap back into reality when I hear a familiar voice.
"Hey Moon," I hear the familiar voice again and turn around to see who it is. Oh. My. God.
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FanfictionBrendon Urie is a high school kid who is the vocalest for a band. He became really close to their guitarist and creator of said band, Ryan Ross. He developed a school boy crush on Ryan. Who know that would lead them through all of this chaos. Ryan R...
