brendon fricking urie // brallon

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i don't like people straight-forward people.

i didn't appreciate being bluntly told by my parents that they were splitting up when i was ten, i didn't like the fact that my ex randomly told me he didn't feel the same as he did before and broke up with me in the middle of class.

and i most certainly do not like brendon urie.

rich, provocative, straight-forward brendon urie.

seriously, he's bought most of the guys and girls he's slept with and then simply tells him he just used them to get off.

which is why i hate the fact that i've got the biggest crush on him and that he's so darn attractive.

i stare in disgust as i watch him feel up some poor, unsuspecting girl. sarah, i believe her name is. lovely young lady.

i about crushed my milk carton in annoyance, but was stopped short by my best friend, ryan, tapping me on the shoulder. "dallon? did you hear me?"

snapping my head up, i look at him in confusion and spat out, "what?"

"oh, my god- i said i can't make it tonight, i'm grounded for three days."

i nod and simply say, "okay." before looking back at brendon.

"you're not upset or anything?"

i look at ryan again in exasperation. "dude, you're basically going to be living at my house during spring break. a single sleepover won't be missed." i look back over at brendon, making ryan groan.

"what is so interesting that you won't even- oh my god. seriously?!" ryan cracks a large grin and lightly punches my arm, making me pout tremendously, "ow,"

"brendon fucking urie?!"

"shut the heck up, the world can hear you!" i hiss.

ryan lowers his voice to a whisper, "brendon fucking urie?"

"shh!" i duck my head down as brendon looks in my direction. i could feel the lingering stare. a heat crawls up my neck and floods through to my face.

brendon continues to blatantly stare at me and ryan until the bell rings, telling students to pack their crap up, head to class and keep their mouths shut. ryan and i grab our bags, but before i can run off, ryan stops me with a finger to my chest. "we are totally talking about this after school." i roll my eyes and just ran my fingers through his soft blue hair, successfully messing it up pulling an indignant sound from him.

i grin as i walk off to class.

i didn't notice brendon urie's hard gaze boring into my being.

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i'm so incredibly excited for this book, but i'm feeling a bit deflated ooph