Wrong number • Brendon Urie x reader

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I sat around trying to come up with a decent idea of what to do. should I play with Brendon a little? I suppose I could get him all worked up but then Sarah would most likely do something to help with that... what should I do?

I finally came up with an idea, whether it would work or not I had no clue but I guess we'll find out, considering my phone is suddenly now ringing.

Daddy is calling...accept...decline...

"Hey baby." I said happily.

It actually felt normal to say that to him, what?

"Hey, what are you doing right now?" He replied in the same happy tone.

"Trying to look my best before we go out later of course!" I giggled.

"Bren who is that?" I heard a female voice in the background, Sarah.

"Sarah,"

"Are you cheating on me, baby?" I cut Brendon off, gasping.

"What? No, princess of course not!" He sounded equally as shocked.

"Cheating? Baby? What is she talking about, Brendon?" Sarah asked.

"She is Brendon's girlfriend, who even are you?" I said.

"What? Girlfriend? Brendon What the fuck!" Sarah screeched.

"So you are cheating!" I gasped and faked sobs.

"No, baby I would never cheat on you! I l-love you to bits, baby girl." Brendon stuttered.

"I believe you, Daddy," I started, I heard Brendon groan at the name. "But who is that girl in the background?"

"I'm Sarah, here to take back what's mine!" She squeaked.

"You see, Sarah. I'm actually in a pretty serious relationship with this girl here and I'm very happy with her, so please just leave my house." Brendon stated.

There was silence on the other side of the phone before I heard a loud smack, followed by a groan of pain and shouting.

"Fuck you, Brendon! I could have given you everything you wanted! Decent sex, happy life and everything!" Sarah shouted.

Brendon took a deep breath, the sound of another loud smack could be heard. Brendon grunted, then a loud thud could be heard. What was happening?

"Get the fuck out of my house before I contact the authorities, Sarah!" Brendon shouted.

I flinched at the loudness of his voice and squeaked slightly. I bit the inside of my cheek hoping that no one heard me.

There was some more shouting then the sound of a door slamming shut before shuffled noises reached the phone. There was a heavy breath before Brendon spoke.

"Are you okay? Did I scare you by shouting?" He asked, voice full of concern.

"I-I'm fine, what about you though? What were those thuds?" I questioned.

Brendon took a deep breath, "she hit me twice then pushed me, causing me to fall to the floor. I'm okay, though."

I gasped at the news of this, Sarah hit Brendon? What the fuck?

"I'm okay, alright? Everything's fine. Thank you for doing that, by the way."

"Y-you're welcome." I said quietly.

We spoke for a while about everything that happened, having a moment to calm down and reflect on everything.

"So why the name calling, huh? Calling me daddy, are you trying to get me horny y/n?" His voice was full of lust as he said my name.

I squirmed around a little, realising what I had most likely done to Brendon. But god fucking damn it, the lust in his voice and the way he said my name was somehow a major turn on.

He laughed darkly down the phone as I squeaked a little.

"What's the matter, did I turn you on?" He laughed again.

"N-no, no you didn't." I stuttered.

"See you in a week, Princess." He laughed.

I heard the phone beep, letting me know that the call had ended. I sat there flustered, what is this man doing to me? I sighed and realised what he had said.

A week, a week left until I meet THE Brendon Urie? Holy shit. I squealed like the fan girl I am and jumped up smiling like a mad woman.

One fucking week.