One Simple Push (Dan Howell x Reader)

Chapter 7: Oh My God, That's Brendon Urie

So please let me have a voice

Let everyone be heard

Not just yourself

So please give everyone a voice

No longer stuck in their mind

Their hell of a mind"

Brendon stood wide eyed, like mine first seeing him. "That, that was so tragic, and amazing. I need to hear another!"

"I can share one that I just started. Would that be okay? It's the only other one I remember..."

"Sure! You're music is powerful, more meaning in words and a catchy beat."

"I don't have any instrumental for this one, so it'll be just my voice," he nods, "I call it, suicide note,
I am a bystander in a world of heroes

I am a background character in a world of main characters

I am nothing, even in my own story

Now

I'm dead

Luckily so one will care to read my story

I'll continue to be a book in a digital world

I'll collect dust

And I'll wither away

Not one glance of sympathy

Not one

Just a dump character

In a stupid book" Again, I look up to see an almost-in-tears Brendon, and he just hugs me, and we lay down in a comfortable silence. We continue laying down on each other in a warming embrace until Brendon speaks up,

"You have amazing talent, maybe you could help me with some songs?" His voice cracked once as I stared at the trail of dried tears on his cheek. I wipe one that was starting to fall and nod, as we sit all the way up and he pulls out a small notepad. He started singing a song he called, 'The Ballad of Mona Lisa,' and I was now the one contently listening. He sang and sang, and I helped him with some minor problems I had heard. "Now, that's the only song me and the band have as of now, but I will come to you for writing help," He beams. We share a smile until we just chat and chat, leading to us getting very close, which was interrupted by him getting a phone call.

"Hello? Yes. Sorry lost track of time." He gives me a sorrowful smile, "Time for me to go write more and get ready for a concert, you'll be there, right? I can give you a ticket!"

"I'll be there, promise."

"Bye..."

"Bye." He shuts the door, and Ivy and Zander stroll in a few minutes later.

"You hogged him. Rude," Zander exclaims.

"Well, whens his concert start. Six? Let's get lunch now, I am starved." I change the subject.

"Fine, let's go." Ivy has sarcasm pouring out of her mouth, "Oh, and the company said they want us to go in and record soon." I nod and we venture off to food.

~~Time skip~~

It was now 4:30, so I went to dress. I grabbed a black beanie and some ripped tights. I rummaged through my bag until I found a skull shirt and a pair of shorts, along with combat boots. I dressed and did my makeup, which was just fixing my eyeliner because Zander smudged it in truth or dare.

When 4:50 strolled around, I went to the area and sat in the line. I was greeted by people who also wanted to be near the front. We talked until they noticed who I was,

"Wait. You're (Y/n), from Haven's Haze, right?" Excitement lacing the mans voice.

"I am indeed-"

"Then what are you doing waiting in line!"

"Being respectable to others who got tickets, along with waiting to see Brendon."

"That's so cool! Can you sign my jacket?" I nodded at him, and found a sharpie, scribbling my name under his shoulder.

"There you go." I beam, he smiles and we pass the time until we were let in. I listened to the three opening bands, until I saw Brendon walk on stage, "WOOOO BRENDON!" I holler, he laughs. I enjoy the concert, and then it was at the last song. I sang along in pure content, then waited till after the show to speak with Brendon. I hop on stage, and hug him. "You did amazing!"

"Thank you, thank you very much." He winks. We get kicked off stage and back to our buses. I stayed and talked outside with Brendon, until I fell asleep on his shoulder, and he fell asleep on my head. 'This will be a great friendship' I smile at my thoughts.

I jolt awake, warm, but cold none the less. I wake Brendon and we laugh. I know he's with Sarah, and they are great together, but I hope she doesn't get mad at me being close to him. I want nothing more than a friendship with Brendon.

~~Time Skip to Morning~~

I wake up, and I'm no longer outside. I frown, but hop up to grab something to eat. I feel someone grab my shoulders, and I jerk up. "AHH, Zander. What was that for?!"

"Fun and games, that's all. Get ready, we are going to a studio today to record because we are in the area. We almost left without you and Brendon last night by the way."

I laugh nervously, then go and brush my hair and teeth.

I shuffle to get ready, until we all head out of the door, and we were a ten minute walk from the place we were supposed to be. As we reached the door, Ivy opened it and I followed in step.

I continued in silence, mainly due to nerves, until my phone scared me out of my trance.

"H-hello?" I question,

"(Y/n)? Oh thank god, I woke up in my own trailer and I was just worried about you. Where are you? Your bus isn't in site of mine," A frantic Brendon asked.

"I'm heading into the studio, why?"

"No reason, just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"Well, thanks for that, really. I'll have to call you back,, I'm seeing my manager first."

"Alright, tell me how it goes!" And with that, we each hung up. I got into the recording booth, where I would be singing, and Ivy and Zander here too, with their instruments. We put on headsets, and set out to rock our new songs.

~~I'm not writing for you recording.~~

We finished everything, and headed out. I updated Brendon, until my thoughts were consumed with my boss' words,

"(Y/n), be ready. You have an Interview in an hour, one for a magazine and another for one that will be posted on Youtube, the interviewer's name is Bryan Starz."

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A/n: Happy end of the chapter! I wanted you to meet Bryan to suggest MDE to him, also you and the band are one of the fastest growing in history due to publicity. Also, your music style is like twenty one pilots, strong words, fun beat. But more rock, see you next time. I was unable to write as I had turned in an essay, so cross my fingers that it's good!