sweetie • Brendon Urie x Reader

thirty six

"You talk too much sometimes."

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We sat in silence just staring at each other for a while, Brendon soon broke that silence.

"Listen, y/n I-" he began, but I cut him off.

"No, please just listen to what I have to say." I stated, he stopped talking and just nodded.

"When I told you I liked you, I meant it. I still like you, Bren. I didn't want to admit it to myself or anyone else, but Tyler pushed me into figuring it out." I took a deep breath,

"I don't know what I'm doing for fuck sake, I'm 17, you're 18. How are we supposed to have everything figured out already?" I laughed slightly.

"Because were in our final year, after this we have to think of colleges and shit." He sighed.

"Uh, I wasn't finished." I looked at him and he instantly became quiet again.

"I don't just like you anymore." I took a deep breath.

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused.

"I um, Brendon I l-love you too."

It was all silent for a minute, I closed my eyes and took a shaky deep breath before looking at Brendon.

"Really?" His face lit up.

"Really." I whispered, giving a sad smile.

"Then why don't you seem that happy about it?" He asked.

"Because I'm scared, Bren. I don't wanna hurt Ryan or have him want to move away because of this. Even if he's told me it's okay, I'm not sure I believe him!"

"I don't want to lose him or you. I want this so badly, I've wanted to be with you for so long but I'm afraid." I admitted, a tear rolled down my cheek.

I sighed and wiped the tear away angrily, damn it. I am weak.

"He'll be okay. He's very understanding, y/n. He'll understand this whole situation and he'll be okay. You won't lose either of us, I promise." He smiled.

"But what if-" I was cut off by Brendon's lips meeting mine.

I was caught off guard for a minute before realising what was happening, I kissed him back. My mind suddenly cleared of everything other than thoughts of Brendon and I together.

After a bit we were both gasping for air, we pulled away and just smiled at each other. He rested his forehead against mine.

"You talk too much sometimes." He whispered, causing me to let out a giggle.

We sat there for a while, just admiring each other before I remembered that Ryan was gonna move his stuff into the room I was currently staying in.

"Hey, Bren?"

"Yeah?" He responded.

"Well seeing that you and Ry aren't together... I spoke to him earlier and he doesn't exactly wanna stay in here with you. He's gonna stay in the room I'm in, I'm gonna give him his space though. I'll probably stay at friend's houses most nights." I said quietly.

"Why? You could always stay in here." He smirked.

"Uh, uh, not yet." I tsked and laughed, he chuckled.

"His stuff is over in those drawers," he said, pointing to drawers the other side of his room. "I'll help you take everything to the room if you'd like?"