Brendon's house.

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Jasmine POV,

We got to Brendon's because Andy said that I wasn't allowed in my own house and Brendon's house is way bigger than mine was. "Fuck? How do you live here by yourself?"

"Oh, I don't I own the house I've just never actually lived in it, my waitress and her family lives here too

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"Oh, I don't I own the house I've just never actually lived in it, my waitress and her family lives here too. I've never had a reason to live here. Until now."

I see a woman with blue eyes and black hair came in with a baby. "Do you mind taking your nephew?"

 "Do you mind taking your nephew?"

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"No I don't mind sis." He took the baby, he's so adorable with a baby.

She introduced herself. "Hello, I'm Samantha Urie, his sister."

"Your beautiful."

"Thank you, so are you."

Samantha smiled and hugged me. "I can tell my brother loves you."

I smiled at her. "So you live here with your brother? Where's your husband?"

"Oh... Um he's in hell helping our parents."

I walk away. "I'mma explore your house Brendyboo."

He gave Samantha her baby and followed after me and Mikey didn't want to be left alone so he followed them both.

Brendon POV,

I grabbed her hand and stopped her. "Princess I don't want you to get lost so I'll give you a tour? Also, Mikey if you want your brother here he, he can be here."

We went on a tour of the house then I showed them our bedroom. "And this is our room."

I looked and saw my laptop on the bed open so I run other and grabbed it

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I looked and saw my laptop on the bed open so I run other and grabbed it.

"Brendon? What's Wrong?"

"Nothing-" Samantha came in as I said that.

"Just the laptop is like his little diary" I glared at her.

"Sometimes I hate you Samantha."

"Haha, love you too bro." She said, as Jasmine grabbed the laptop and ran to the bathroom and locked it.

"Jasmine!? Give that back!" I screamed running over to the door. "Stop please... Your going to hate me if you read it! At least I think you will..."

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