Best Buds (Brallon)

Chapter One- memories

*Dallons pov*

Ever since I became friends with a boy, I've struggled to find anyone else worth my time. This boy owns my heart and doesn't even know it.

Brendon Boyd Urie.

I cant even describe how amazing he is. He has been there for me through thick and thin and continues to love me, well... As a friend. Im afraid that's all we will ever be. Friends.

I have known him since I was nine, and fell in love with him when I was thirteen. While we are a few months apart he seems to be more wise than me. We are now seventeen, nothing much has changed since we were younger except for the fact that Brendon's father has passed away about two years ago. It was hard to go through and brendon doesn't talk much about it.

I finally snap out of my thoughts when I hear my doorbell repeatedly being rung, huffing as I get out of bed. I go down the stairs by twos and jump off from the last three. Once I reach the door I swing it open.

"What took you so long?" My mom asks, carrying two handfulls of groceries. "Sorry mom," I reply. "Is there anymore?" I ask. "Yeah, can you go get em honey?" My mom huffs out as she places the bags down.

I go to the parked car to go retrieve the rest of the groceries and close the trunk. As I'm walking to the door I hear his voice.

"Dally!" I turn my head to see Brendon running up to me. "What's up neighbor?" I say, holding back my giggle. "Nothin, wanna hang out?" He asks after a short pause. "Sure just let me help my mom put these groceries away first," I reply. "Can I help too?" He smiles. I gesture for him to walk in the house. As he does so he is greeted by my mom with a hug.

"Brendon! How is my second son?" She exclaims, a warm smile on her face. "I'm great Mrs. Weekes, can I help you out here?" He asks as he reaches for a bag and starts putting things away.

I walk over to some bags and put cereals away, then after putting some chips up. "Yeah of course, are you staying for dinner?" My mom replies "Yeah, I plan on staying the night if that's fine" Brendon says. "Of course that is," she replies.

As we finish putting the groceries away, my mom starts making dinner and we are excused. We go up to my room. As I close my door to my room, I get tackled to the ground. "I missed my best bud!" Brendon exclaims, giggling. "Bren its only been three days" I huff out as I cant seem to breathe. "I know but I missed you," brendon replies. Just then I start to blush, and giggle. We lie there for a while and eventually get up to watch a movie.

I put a movie on and we lie down on my full sized bed. Brendon is known to be the biggest cuddler so I immediately wrap my arms around his waste just about as he was gonna ask. He hums in satisfaction and snuggles closer.

I smile at the pretty boy in front of me and ignore the movie the whole time. I always daydream about this boy, he never seems to get off of my mind. As the movie hits the credits I hear soft snoring. Brendons asleep.

I decide to carefully get up and walk to the bathroom. I take a piss and wash my hands (very important to wash those hands folks) then I jog down the stairs to see my mom has finished dinner.

"Where's brendon?" My mom mumbles. "He's asleep," I reply. My mom nods and we get our plates together and sit at the table. We sit in silence for a bit until my mom starts to talk.

"So how has brendon been?" She asks. "Hes been good, he seemed to miss me alot," I reply. We laugh and continue to talk about other things like school, grades, and politics.

A short while after we hear footsteps come from the stairs and look up to see a tired brendon. He has major bed hair and took off his shirt before joining us at the table. "You want some?" I ask, amused at him looking confused.  He mumbles before speaking up. "Sure," he says and opens his mouth waiting for me to feed him. I shake my head and laugh. I turn to my mom and she smiles at us.

I reach for my fork to feed the boy. He chomps down on the fork and smiles. "This is amazing" he says in awe. He quickly swallows his bite and asks for more. I feed him the rest of my plate and we fall into a fit of laughter because he got sauce on the crotch of his pants.

"I guess you'll have to sleep naked tonight" I force out after tears ran down my face. "I would not like to see a naked brendon in my house" my mom replies, holding back her laughter. "You're right nobody wants to see it," I say amusement playing on my face. "We all know you would," brendon whispers in my ear before giggling and going over to help my mom with dishes.

I freeze at the comment. i should be used to his nonchalant flirting ways by now but it always gets to me. I look up, hearing brendon and my mom singing along to some music they put on. as i get up to put my dish in the sink brendon turns to me and grins slightly, brushing against my thigh with the hand at his side.. I cant believe him sometimes.

I quickly walk upstairs to my room to calm down. what in the hell happened just now?? was it a daydream or is he really testing me?? I shake away my thoughts and decide to get changed. looking through my drawers to look for some sweats, i find my favorite pair and place it on my bed. I slip off my shirt and throw it in my hamper shortly after followed by my pants. as i grab for my sweats i hear the door open and see brendon. he giggles and walks in anyway as im mostly naked. 

"could I ever have some privacy?" I ask as I chuckle. "not as long as im here" brendon replies, getting in my bed to check his phone. I finish my night routine and get in bed too. brendon shuts off his phone shortly after and starts up conversation. "do you know when that project is due?" he asks. "I think next monday?" I reply unsure of my answer. "I havent even started on it!" he laughs it off and relaxes into bed. Theres a long pause before brendon speaks again. 

"Hey dallon?" Brendon looks up at me. "Hm?" I reply being too lazy to respond with anything else. "This might sound stupid of me to ask but have you ever... Loved someone?" He pauses for a bit, looking away and then at me. "Well what do you mean?" I ask, confused on his question. "Well like you know how your parents are in love and how mine were too? Or like regular couples that are love struck, like being in love with someone you're close to," brendon rambles on, trying to find the right words to help me answer my question.

"Well of course i love people bren. It may be different ways but I love my family and friends. I love my bass and music, as well as all the little yet sweet things in life. But as for falling in love, It seems a lot more complicated than I thought. I am in love but im scared to admit it to that person." I blush finishing my statement as I look down at brendon who is half asleep. "Hm" he replies and snuggles further into my side finally closing his eyes and sleeping. I look up to my ceiling, the moonlight shining through the half opened curtains and stay like that, thinking over his question. after what feels like forever, I find myself closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep.