Show Me Your Love (A BRENDON URIE FAN FICTION)

CH. 21 Not Good Enough For The Truth Or Cliche

Once we finished our on air kiss we sat back down and enjoyed the rest of the show. I looked down at my engagement ring and smiled. “Do you like it?” Brendon asked. “I absolutely love it.” I kissed him on the cheek, and laid my head on his shoulder. The show ended and we went back into the limo for the after party. On the way there we were all celebrating my recent engagement, and Panic!’s win at the VMA’s. We were having an amazing time where at this point absolutely nothing could go wrong.

Our limo driver told us we were at the after party, and told Brendon and I to wait a few moments before getting out of the car. Brendon looked just as confused as I did. The driver gave us the signal to get out, and suddenly we were hit with flashing lights, tabloid journalists, TMZ, MTV, and any other station that keeps up on celebrities. It was all so overwhelming, but at the same time it was so amazing. I was ready for anything that they could possibly throw at me. “Heather can you show us your ring?” One journalist asked. I showed my ring to the camera, and everyone started to gasp. Another person asked how Brendon and I met, and we both answered. Questions kept on coming  from left and right, then we both got sick of answering them so we went inside and said we would answer questions as the night went on.

When we stepped inside there was a black carpet. A spotlight was shining directly on us, and Brendon and I both smiled. We started to walk into the actual party, and suddenly Brendon got furiated. “Brendon what’s wrong?” I practically screamed in his ear. He leaned i closer to me and told me to look over at the bar. I saw sarah with what looked like her ex boyfriend Jeremy Davis. I told Brendon not to worry, and that she was his past and I was right now. He smiled down at me, and kissed me on my cheek. “That’s why I love you doll.” A blush came across my cheeks, then quickly faded as Sarah started to make her way towards our direction.

Brendon and I quickly made our way over to Spencer, Breezy, Claire, and Dallon to get away from that psychobitch. “Hey guys! where have you been?” asked Dallon. Brendon could tell he was a little bit buzzed, but paid no attention to it. “Claire, Breezy will you guys go to the bathroom with me?” I talked through my teeth. They looked at each other and lead the way to the bathroom. “Heather what’s wrong?”, asked Breezy. “Sarah’s here with her ex Jeremy.” I panicked and felt a slight tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Sarah.

She looked like she was about to cry, but I felt absolutely no sympathy for her. I wouldn’t care if she was about to have a mental break down. I would never feel bad for her after what she did to Brendon. “Look, I’m not here to get into a fight or anything like that. I just want to say that I am really sorry for all that I have put you through. I could feel the tension in my face disappear as she apologized. “Why do you want to apologise? I thought you absolutely hated me.” “Well, I do it’s just that if I am an adult I should act like one, and woman up, and just apologise.” She looked down at the floor, and I started to say “Look nothing will change what you have done to me, or Brendon. I can’t just forgive you like that. It’s going to take an extremely long time before I ever forgive you.” She looked up at me with fury written all over her face. I could tell that what I just said pissed her off so much that she was going to do something to me or someone else just to get her anger out. I grabbed Claire and Breezy, and ran off back to the boys, but I couldn’t find them.

“Where did they go?” Claire asked. I took my phone out of my purse to see if I got a text or something from Brendon telling me where he was. “My phone is dead.” I said worried sick. Claire checked her phone and saw that she got a text from Spencer. It said they stepped outside for a bit to have a cigarette. We all ran outside, and found them near the back of the building smoking and having a good time. “Brendon, we have to go now.” I was out of breath, and nearly in tears. Brendon put his cigarette out and so did the others. We all tried to run back to the limo with out getting slammed by paparazzi, and we early got caught, but we got into the limo just in time for me to cry all over Brendon. He held me until I calmed down, then I explained what had happened. He was suddenly so angry and want to go back to the party to kill the bitch right then, and there, but I reassured him that she wasn’t worth it. He looked down at me, and kissed me as passionately as he ever has before. I looked up shocked at him, and said, “Brendon, that was-” He kissed me again before I could even finish my sentence, and for the rest of the way home, we just stayed like that.