Brendon was in fucking love. And it wasn't because of the drugs or the vegas lights. For once. Brendon was in love with soon-to-be Sarah Urie. She was perfect in his eyes. And in her eyes, he was a cover up for her second life. And that was how they lived. In denial that they were anyone else but the people they were when they were together. Brendon looked at boys. Sarah had another boy. Multiple other boys. But Brendon wasn't catching on. She still loved him, but not in that way. He loved her too much, in that way of course. He loved her to the moon and back. He loved her like there was no tomorrow. But of course, there was. And it was their wedding day. Brendon was the happiest man alive. ☆ I write sins not tragedies song fic~Ryden (more songs included) I hope you like, lots of gay, comment and vote if you think it's worthy
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