❌ Devil's Weakness|| B.U. ❌ {EDITING}

Familiar

Spend a night going crazy at a concert and you think you'd be tired. Nope. At least F/N wasn't and therefore she must make me stay up all night with her. I agreed on one condition; she let me get some coffee with her credit card.
I drove to the Starbucks about five minutes away, her credit card in hand. I got there and ordered an ice refresher. I knew I was going to be tired without coffee but I just did not feel like forcing myself to drink it right now. I hated the taste of coffee.
Thanking the lady for the drink, I turned around and ran right into someone.
"Oh my god! I am so sorry." I said running to get napkins.
Without looking at me he said,"Nah don't worry it's fine." His voice was amazing.
"No it's not. Here." and I began to dab at his chest with a napkin. It was firm like underneath would be steel.
He still hadn't looked at me. I started to study what little off his face I could with him looking down.
"Again I am-" I started to apologize again but then suddenly something came back into my memory as I continued to study him. "Hey don't I know you?"
He looked up at me finally. His brown eyes went straight to mine.
"You're that guy- Brandon Urie!" I tried to remember the name that F/N told me.
"Brendon, Y/N."
"Umm how do you know my name?"
"It's on your cup." he nodded to the empty plastic container on the floor.
"Right...why did you pull me up on stage? I mean I'm not complaining but...why?"
"Do I need a reason?" he said, giving me a look that made me feel as though I was melting from the inside.
"I know you had one."
"How'd you know that?"
I motioned for him to come closer as though I was going to tell him a secret. "I'm psychic." I whispered into his ear.
He smiled. "Then what am I going to get, dollface?"
I giggled. "A coffee."
"Wrong. I'm getting a coffee and you another drink."
"No don't it was my fault."
"Did I say it was mine? Nope. I just want to spend a little more time with you."
"Keep smiling and you won't have to spend a dime." I said and he smirked.
"Good to know. Though I am still buying you a drink."
I sighed and then walked with him up to the counter. He ordered his drink and mine, then I went to sit down.
He came up with our drinks and then set mine on the table and said "Call me." Then walked away. I looked at my cup and saw a phone number.
I quickly put his number in and texted him.

Me: You want a ride back to where you're staying?- Y/N
Brendon: Sure.

I went out and saw him down the block. I got in my car then drove up to him. "Hop in."
He got in and told me where his tour bus was. That is after he made sure that I wasn't going out of my way to do this.
I turned on my stereo and my Blurryface CD started playing. He laughed slightly, but became hysterical when I started singing along.
"I know. I suck."
"No, you're great I'm only laughing because you can't help but sing along. Even with some guy you just met in the car."
"You could be the president and I wouldn't care enough to not sing along."
"Sure." he laughed. "Right here."
I turned into the parking lot of the arena I just came from and pulled up next to the tour bus.
"Well...goodnight." I said, smiling slightly, as he climbed out of my car.
"Goodnight, dollface." he said, and closed the door. Then suddenly the world seemed to spin. The next thing I knew everthing went black.
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I was pounding on a door. Screaming. I didn't know where I was, but I was in a small room. A bathroom. Finally somehow I got out.
I looked down at something on the ground. It was grayish blue and was moving around. It was person. They were in pain. "Hello?" I asked, but I couldn't hear myself. I screamed. I still couldn't hear myself.
Then everything began to spin again and once again everyhing went black.