"Alright boys. Spring break has three rules and three rules only. Rule number one: drink as much as you can as fast as you can. No one likes the sober guy. If you're not drunk by noon, you're doing something wrong. Rule number two: alway share your weed. I'm not saying to share it with everyone. Just the people in our group. Don't bogart any joints. Dont hog the bowl. Share. Simple as that. And the most important rule is rule number three. No matter what happens, or who you meet, DO NOT fall in love. Got it?"

Author: repulsive_x on Livejournal. ALL CREDITS FOR THIS WONDERFUL STORY GO TO THIS AUTHOR! Rating: NC-17 POV: 1st, Brendon’s Summary: Brendon develops a little crush on the pastor’s son.

Brendon Urie's life is great. He has the best boyfriend ever, Dallon Weekes. But what will he do when he catches his boyfriend cheating and ends up broken hearted and single? He makes a plan. A plan involving Ryan Ross as his fake boyfriend.

Brendon Urie is just another cocky, worshipped celebrity. He has to admit, he loves all the attention, so even he's shocked when he ends up falling for the one person who doesn't exactly worship him. The one person who had never heard of him, and thought he was completely overrated. Yeah, Brendon loves attention, but he might just love this boy even more.

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Brendon begins receiving mystery gifts on valentines day, 2005. As the months progress, the gifts become frequent and expected, and... Weirder. Really weird. And Brendon's just met a sweet boy at the salon he works at, and seems to be falling head-over-heels for him.

instagram au. ryan runs a music account, brendon runs a spam account.

Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in an Adoption Center And I can't help but to hear, no, I can't help but to hear an an exchanging of words "Who shall get adopted?" "Will Riley get adopted?" Says a girl to the manager "Hm, yes but what a shame, we can't witness how the girl's life is about to change."

Ah yes, the classic ditch and cold shoulder combo - something Dallon is used to, which is definitely not a good thing, in case you were unaware. But thanks to Brendon, he's much more than simply aware of how awful it feels to watch your best friend leave you in the dust with no explanation, how it feels to watch your EX best friend make the optimal position on the famous football team and win 3 national championships in a row, get nothing but A's for 3 years, and do it all with the football teams beloved halfback. It's a good thing his comedic friend is there to keep him company. But first of all, how? Second of all, bad luck always makes its way to everyone, as does good luck to everybody else that'd been stuck in a never ending pit of despair for far too long. And third of all, Dallon's luck is about to change. ... "If only we knew," I told him, watching my own words twist up in frigid smoke "if only we knew that years later we wouldn't speak to each other until now, if only we knew how fucked up things would turn out to be." "I wouldn't dare to trade a second of any of it if I knew I'd end up right back here with you."

A senior in high school, 18 year old Brendon Urie is practically an adult. But not so mature. He's never had a job, never done anything for himself, and with college just around the corner, it's time he finally started getting his life together. Warning: Use of Vulgar Language, Violence, Suicidal Thoughts and Actions