{Completed} - I smiled at him, taking the hand from my knee and intertwining our fingers together, silencing his bouncing leg. "So far this night has turned out quite cliché hasn't it?" I spoke as he grinned sheepishly and gazed down at our hands. "A girl and a boy sneak out together, expecting to explore the city. The girl," I motioned to myself, "is approached by an overly confident guy who gets beaten to the ground by the seemingly smaller boy," I motioned to Brendon who frowned slightly, "who she then develops feelings for at the sight of his strength." "And here we are," he smirked, lifting up our intertwined fingers. "Yes, and are you going to tell me where we are going now?" He grinned widely as his eyes moved past mine out of the bus window. He slid his fingers out of my grasp to point at a large flickering sign that read, House of Memories, in an intensely fluorescent blue. (I promise this is more of a band fic than a story about high school lol, in other words, I like to think it gets better as the story progresses so, pls bare with me)

[COMPLETED] Brendon may specialise in English, but that's not all he's going to teach Grace. An unlikely pairing between a high school student and teacher-in-training is all it takes for an entire town to unleash a world of pain upon Brendon Urie and Grace Drake once their affair sees the light of day. Will their relationship withstand the harsh criticism of a disapproving world? *Should mention that this was inspired by @AnxietyAtTheBall 's "Call It An Obsession", which is an amazing read, and you should check it out if you haven't already.

Why can't I move on from the past? It hurts. Everything hurts and it's all because of one thing. One person. Brendon Urie.

DISCONTINUED Olivia was perfect. She made straight A's in school, was happy, and was herself; Except she wasn't social. And because of her only flaw, her parents sent her away to camp. Brendon was her enemy. A complete and utter dick. He never left her alone, and always messed with her. He never knew when to stop. But he was the closest thing she had to a friend.

There are five things that I hate: 1.) Arrogant Guys 2.) Guys who have girls falling at their feet and they proceed to use them 3.) Guys who assume everyone loves them 4.) Guys who ride motorcycles 5.) Strawberry Ice Cream And Grayson Carter just so happens to be 4 of them. Even his name sounds like a celebrity's: Grayson Carter. The boy is everywhere; he lives down the street from me, he goes to my school, our mothers are even longtime friends yet he doesn't even know my name. The only place I can get away from him is my part time job at the library and the day he comes sauntering in looking for a job is the day I just might go insane. ROMANCE - TEEN FICTION - HUMOR Title Thanks To - factorfate --- --- I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE PICTURE IN THE COVER. I SIMPLY SLAM DUNKED SOME WORDS ONTO IT. I DON'T OWN THE PICTURE. I SIMPLY FOUND IT ONLINE.

Sometimes, guys tease you because they like you; and sometimes, they're just jerks. And in Gracelyn's case, Phoenix is just a jerk. Or at least, she thinks he is. Cover by Wattpad user @escapists

"I'm going to tell you about a girl and a boy. But remember, this is not a love story. This is the story of how I ruined Brendon Urie's life. And I loved it." Popularity is tough, but destroying someone is tougher. Cora Crawford-Pierson has worked since the sixth grade in anticipation for this year. She's got the looks, the smarts and the social status to execute her ultimate plot against Brendon Urie. Junior year of high school would be the year that she turns everything Brendon loves into dirt. With an aching passion for revenge, there's absolutely nothing that can stand in Cora's way. She will get what she wants, even if that means destroying everything she's worked so hard to create. Maybe Brendon deserves what he has coming, but ultimately, how far is too far? Lies? Deception? Murder? Sluts And Glory is something not for the weak of heart, stomach or mind. An unforgettably dark tale told through the eyes of a twisted seventeen-year-old about obsession, manipulation and sex.