*Y/N P.O.V*
*Smut Warning*
I walked around the party, carrying my drink that I had barely touched.
I sighed as I walked around the room for probably the 50th time.
I got the sudden urge to use the bathroom, so I went and did my business.
After I finished, I opened the door and ran right into a chest.
"Oh fuck, I'm so sorry" I heard a voice say above me.
I looked up at the boy who had said that and scowled.
"Of course it had to be you Brendon" I said and rolled my eyes.
"Hey what's the problem babe?" He said with a smirk.
I rolled my eyes again and tried to get past him.
He blocked the entrance with both of his arms.
I crossed my arms over my chest.
"What do you want Brendon?" I asked.
"I just wanted to know why such a good looking girl was all alone at a high school party?" he said with a small smirk as he looked me up and down.
"Shut up and leave me alone" I said and walked away.
Brendon and I have been neighbors for as long as I can remember. His parents and mine have been best friends for a long time, so that pretty much made Brendon and I best friends considering that we grew up together.
And that was true for a while.
Brendon and I were best friends since birth until Freshman year of High School.
It's now senior year of High School.
In Freshman year, Brendon got a girlfriend. A bitchy one named Brianna.
She always threatened me behind Brendon's back and then was super sweet to his face. I tried to tell Brendon but he always brushed it off as jealousy.
Finally I had asked him that he had to choose me or her because she was beginning to be to much for me to handle after a few months of putting up with her. I obviously thought that he would choose me because we grew up together.
I was wrong.
Brendon chose Brianna because he was "In love with her".
Ever since then I always ignored him. It took him a while to get used to me ignoring him, but he got used to it. So now he's been teasing me since sophomore year.
I felt a hand grip my shoulder and spin me around.
I was pressed flush against Brendon's chest.
"come play a game of pool with me" he said as he looked down at me.
"No" I said immediately.
"Please" he said with those big puppy dog eyes.
Even though I hated him, he knew that he could still get me with those brown puppy eyes.
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Brendon Urie Imagines
FanfictionThe title says it all. This is mostly smut. There will be some fluff here and there. But it's mostly smut cause I'm a 16 year old and in love with Brendon Urie. These are just different imagines about the one and only Brendon Boyd Urie. The beginni...