•Lying is the most fun•

•Chapter 2•

WARNING: mentions of self-harm!!
~after school~
I was really excited to go to Brendon's house. We both sit in his car, and he started to play music and then we just jammed out the whole time.
When we got to Brendon's house we stepped inside and he led you to the kitchen where his mother was.
"Mom, this is my friend Y/N."
His mom greeted me with a hug and I automatically felt more comfortable, and she seemed friendly which was nice. I could definitely see the resemblance between her and Brendon appearance wise.
We went upstairs and into Brendon's room where it was boiling hot, which sucked since I was wearing a sweatshirt, and I didn't even have a t-shirt under it. Ugh. Although it was probably better so then Brendon wouldn't see your cuts.
"You can take your sweatshirt off if you want Y/N, I know it's hot in here." Brendon said taking off his light grey jacket. Wow did he look attractive.
"Nah, can't anyways I'm not wearing a t-shirt under this since I was in a rush this morning."
"Oh, ok, are you sure you don't wanna at least pull up your sleeves?" He asked, a little bit concerned.
"I'm fine, I like warm weather anyways." I mean, I wasn't lying, I do like warm weather, but this was a bit much.
"Ok." He said. Ugh I still can't get over his voice. I rummaged through my backpack for a hair tie. I eventually found one and put my hair up in a ponytail without thinking and my sleeves pulled up a little bit exposing my scared wrists.
Brendon looked shocked and sad and I couldn't tell why until I realized. Crap, he probably thinks I'm a depressed freak now. I may have just lost my only friend. Ugh, why me?
"Y/N, what was on your wrists?"
"Oh nothing" Crap crap crap.
He took your arms and before you could pull away he pulled your sleeves up and looked at your wrists, with tears in his eyes, and so did you.
"Y-Y/N, you cut yourself d-don't you?"
You sighed and nodded your head, not wanting to talk. The look on his face was one you never wanted to see from him. You started crying.
"Why? Why would you ever think about doing this to yourself?" He asked as a few tears escaped his eyes.
"Because" you said sniffling "I felt like I wasn't important and that no one cared about me and.... And my moms an a-alcoholic...... My dad also died a year ago." You managed to say and then bursted into tears again burrying your head in Brendon's chest. He held you close to him and started to trace circles on your back hopping it would calm you down and he keep whispering into your ear "it's okay".
You sit up wiping your eyes, sniffling.
"Do you promise you'll stop cutting yourself, f-for me?" Brendon said quietly. I nodded "I promise." He then pulled me into a tight hug and I hugged him back. At least he didn't find it weird or anything, he really comforted me.
But then the thought came into my head that I'm hugging my crush and I smiled a small smile.
Wabam! The second chapter. Sorry this chapter was really sad, I promise the next one will be happier. I'm thinking about starting another fanfic.. Maybe some imagines or something like that, I don't know *shrugs shoulders* but yea stay sassy my Phoenixes (ayy I gave y'all a nickname)
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