Mary Sue.
You know you've thought about it, though.
In the deepest, darkest recesses of your imagination, it's there.
You don't tell anyone your secret thoughts, not even your best friend, but they're there.
At night, when you're going to sleep, you let them out to play. Images of your favorite band boy or girl. Crazy AU scenarios where they are IN YOUR STARBUCKS AND NEED A DOLLAR. SEQUENCE OF CRAZY EVENTS, THEN SEXING.
Whatever.
Your shame. Show me it.
You know you've thought about it, though.
In the deepest, darkest recesses of your imagination, it's there.
You don't tell anyone your secret thoughts, not even your best friend, but they're there.
At night, when you're going to sleep, you let them out to play. Images of your favorite band boy or girl. Crazy AU scenarios where they are IN YOUR STARBUCKS AND NEED A DOLLAR. SEQUENCE OF CRAZY EVENTS, THEN SEXING.
Whatever.
Your shame. Show me it.
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Fast forward a few months and he invites me to come see them over the weekend on tour, so I fly out there and spend a fun night getting to know the rest of the band, and I sneak outside for a smoke break and run into Jon Walker, who's taking pictures of something or other, who mentions that its good to "finally meet Brendon's girlfriend".
So I go back inside and drag Brendon away from the others and start yelling at him that I'm not his girlfriend! Why is he telling people that! Doesn't he know that he's secretly in love with Ryan! But he gives me the biggest, saddest puppy-dog look that he has and tells me that he isn't ready for the world to know that he's gay (at which I give him a look, like yeah...that'll surprise everyone, sure...) plus Ryan is obsessed with Keltie. So me, being the awesome and perfect person that I am, give him a hug and tell him that I'll pretend to be his girlfriend for right now, which results in alot of cuddling and hand-holding and fake making out when we hear people coming.
And...that's pretty much the end. There may be some "lets see what sex would be like" experimentation that ends up going horribly wrong and both of us are on the floor, laughing our asses off when we vow to never ever try that again. But I pretty much just want to be best friends with Brendon Urie.