You were walking to your favorite coffee shop downtown, when you saw a poster for the band Panic! at the Disco that was supposed to be showing in your city. Not knowing who all was in the band you looked down to see the names of the band members. Ryan Ross, John Walker, Spencer Smith, Brendon Urie... Brendon Urie? How did you remember that name? You pondered that as you went into the coffee shop. You ordered your usual, and sat in booth, sipping your drink, reading a book. The door opened and a group of guys came in, laughing and talking amongst another. They ordered their coffee, but one with short brown hair and dark eyes kept looking at you. You smiled at him, and he looked away blushing. One of them smacked his arm and winked at me. I rolled my eyes and continued to read your book. Suddenly one of them, a pale boy with dark hair and deep brown eyes came up to you with a goofy grin.

"Hey um my friend Brendon thinks he knows you. Can you tell us your name?" he asked.

"Uh it's y/n." you said, confused.

"I KNEW IT!" one of them yelled, laughing.

"Wait what's her last name?" another asked.

"Its y/l/n." Brendon mumbled.

"Is it really?" the dark haired boy asked

"Uh yeah how'd you know?" you asked.

"I'm Ryan, over there that's Spencer and John. The boy who's blushing like crazy is Brendon Urie. You two went to highschool together remember?" He said, winking.

"Oh.. Oh that's how I remembered your name!" You said smiling.

"Yup." Brendon said a small smile playing at his lips.

"I ship this." Ryan said.

"Come on Ryan, they just met after how many years? Give it time." John said smacking him upside the head.

"Whoa who said anything about shipping anything?" you and Brendon said at the same time. Yoi two looked at each other and blushed.

They all sat next to you in the booth, grinning, except for Brendon who was blushing like mad.

"So what do you do for a living now?" Ryan asked.

"I write books and song lyrics." You said.

"That sounds awesome! I write song lyrics!" Ryan said.

"She's a keeper!" Spencer added.

"Shut up Spence!" Brendon growled.

"Sorry. Hey guys I hear theres a video game store next door, Brendon you wanna come or do you wanna catch up with your little friend?" John asked nudging him.

"Just go!" he said pointing out the door.

"Cool. See ya y/n!" Ryan said and left with the others. Brendon smiled at you, blushing.

"Soo.. um you got a good thing going on." you said, awkwardly.

"Yeah.. um how have you been?" He asked.

"Great I guess, the world is nothing like highschool I'll tell you that." You laughed.

"Yeah. I could've told you that." he smiled.

"I miss you Brendon." you said softly.

"I know, I miss you too, y/n. I know we had plans to be together after highschool, and I know I was stupid and made promises I couldn't keep. I'm sorry for that y/n." he said.

"I forgive you." you whisper.

"I still love you." he said.

"I love you too." you smiled. He took your hand in his and stared into your eyes with his own.

"Will you come with me tonight to the concert? It would be nice to have someone that cares about me and someone I know backstage." Brendon said.

"Yeah, sure. I'm not doing anything tonight." you shrugged.

"Good." he said softly, not breaking his gaze from you, he kissed your cheek.

-Hours later-

It was minutes before the concert and Brendon was still not out of his dressing room.

"Get his ass out here!" Ryan yelled.

"Yeah yeah, I'm on it." you said, and went to his door. You knocked on the door softly.

"Brendon? Hey it's me you have three minutes before stage time!" you called.

"Uhh yeah. Just a sec." you heard him say, from behind the door.

"Bren?" you ask.

"I'm fine, just wait for me okay?" Brendon said.

"I'm coming in.." you warned and opened the door.

"Wait don't!" Brendon yelled.

You opened the door to see Brendon with his sleeve up and cuts all over his arm, bleeding.

"Brendon! What the hell did you do?" you exclaimed.

"I-I just it's not what it looks like!" he cried.

"Give me your arm." you said quietly closing the door behind you. Brendon hesitated but held out his bleeding arm.

"I thought you said you were going to stop this." you murmured.

"I did.. I know but I can't help it." Brendon whispered as you bandaged his arm.

"Are you sure you're ready to do this show?" You asked.

"Of course. I wanna show you what I can do." He said sniffling.

"Brendon."

"What?"

"Admit it, you're not okay." you said. Tears streamed from his eyes as he embraced you, wrapping his arms around you as he sobbed.

"I can't do this anymore y/n, I just can't." he cried.

"I know. But you have a decision to make right now. Either you fight through this for an hour or two by going on stage and playing your heart out or you stay here." you said softly.

He sucked in a breath and pulled down his sleeve once you were done with the bandage.
"One more show." he whispered.

"I love you." you said. He pulled you close and kissed you with force.

You pulled away, blushing.

"You um have to go." you said.

"I know. Wish me luck." he said and left the room, leaving you with a mixture of feelings.

"There you are you asshole!" Spencer yelled jokingly.

"Yeah I had some problems. But they're fixed now." he said. Ryan gave him a look before heading on the stage, along with the rest of the band. You heard the crowd go wild. After the show, you knew you had to show Brendon how much you missed him. In your own unique way.

THE END