brendon fricking urie // brallon

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i spent the rest of the week trying to figure out what that fluttery feeling in my stomach i get when i look at dallon is.

dallon weekes is nothing special. the kid is a geeky dork who wears bowties and suspenders to school and plays bass.

okay, he's a cute geeky dork, but a geeky dork nonetheless.

but everytime i look at him, i'm weak at the knees. i'm literally speechless. he's cluelessly beautiful. sometimes even graceful, despite his awkward size.

i've had this feeling for a while now. i can't even do anything in bed without thinking of dallon. i fall asleep thinking about him and wake up thinking about him. god, he doesn't even swear, he censors himself, which is just so fucking cute.

i told spencer about my feelings after school yesterday.

spencer crosses his legs and looks at me. "you, my friend, definitely have a crush on the boy. yes sir, you do."

i groan at his words. i didn't want this. i didn't want this at all. i just wanted to fuck the boy. and kiss him. and hug him and protect him from harm and negativity.

okay, god damn it, i have got it bad for dallon fucking weekes.

"when did these feelings come around?"

"i dunno, a month ago? i haven't even been able to do anything with anyone because of it."

"wow, brendon urie, rich school slut, is loyal to the boy who won't even look at him."

"shut the fuck up, spencer smith. you're just as slutty as i am."

"i am not!"

"you and jon fuck literally all the time! i don't remember the last time i saw your neck not covered in hickies. and don't even think i didn't fucking hear you guys going at it during my birthday party!" spencer blushes and slids further onto the bed.

"at least i'm slutty with only one person. you've slept with more than two thirds of the school."

"shut up and don't remind me."

honestly, i don't want this anymore. i don't want to be known as that kid who fucks everybody around him. i just want to be with one person. but no matter how hard i try getting a boyfriend or even girlfriend, they don't trust me and break it off after a couple days.

i can be loyal!

just nobody believes me when i say that.

i groan and faceplant my pillow, "spencer, i really like him. how did you get with jon?"

i can hear him shrug and i can feel his gaze on me. "we just hung out a lot until one time he asked me out. it was then that i realized i really like him. if you truly want that boy to fall for you, you have to be a decent man. you can't buy people into your bed, you can't be so douchey all the time. you ask him out nicely, treat him well. and don't spoil him a lot, a boy like him wouldn't like it."

"he seems kind of like a traditional virgin, so don't try having sex immediately. a lot of times, it'll be very obvious when someone wants to kiss you or hold your hand. watch for a finger twitch. watch his eyes. and don't be scared to make a small move. you'll get far if you take small steps. if you do it right, he'll trust you enough to lose it to you."

i nod, somehow understanding everything this boy in front of me said.

"can we watch a movie now?"

"of course."

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i literally slept til 3pm today kill me