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Your Speech is Slurred Enough; I am Alone In This House
7 reviewsThe end of the karaoke night, and the morning after
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Here's the new chapter!! I wrote part of this in my ICT lesson AT SCHOOL! That's how dedicated I am. Be happy, lol. Enjoy!
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Ryan was really good, as was Spence, to my surprise. I didn't expect him to be good at singing, but he was really good. But no-one was as good as Brendon, despite the fact that he is the lead singer. Keltie, Hayley and Cassie all had pretty good voices too.
"Should we head home?" Ryan said sensibly; they had all had rather a lot to drink. To be honest, so had I. I was giggling way too much, and I couldn't seem to get up easily. Wow, maybe I should have refused that 3rd cocktail...
"Babe, do you want some help there?" Brendon asked cheekily.
"I'm fine thank you; I'm not that drunk," I replied, getting up from my seat.
"Wow, you really don't drink, do you?" Spence joked.
"Not really," I said. "I get very pissed off when my brother and my dad like to drink, so I don't drink a lot and don't intend to until I'm older."
"A sensible teen; I have never met anyone like you," Ryan said. "Well, except for me. But I don't intend to drink at all."
"Why's that?"
"My dad was an alcoholic, and he died from doing so," Ryan answered, a solemn look appearing on his face.
"Oh, god, Ryan, I'm so sorry. I didn't know," I apologised.
"It's ok, we were never really close, but it still hurts." I felt really guilty then, so I went to hug him. He wrapped his arms around me, and that comforted me more to know that he appreciated it.
I walked back over to Brendon and we all then left the restaurant and got into the limo. Very shortly, we had all returned to their house.
"I better go Spence. Can I take the limo?" Hayley asked.
"Yeah, Ryan, can I go with Hayls?" Cassie asked Ryan seductively.
"Hey, guys, you aren't leaving. You're staying here tonight!" Spence shouted.
"Yeah, it'll be so much fun! And, well, Vicky's already staying here anyways," Brendon pointed out. I smiled at him sweetly, one he returned.
"I'm kind of tired, guys, I think I'm gonna go to bed," Jon said, almost robotically.
"Yeah, so am I. Hayley, you coming?" Spence asked.
"Wow, guys, subtle," I said. They all laughed. "Just... don't make too many noises. I might get disturbed." They all roared with laughter. Not very sober yet.
"Come on babe," Brendon said, pulling me gently by my waist. He led me up the stairs and to his room, somewhere I had become to know pretty well.
Brendon turned on the light and turned to face me, grinning. I couldn't help but smile back shyly ad he stared at me intensely. I was so absorbed by his gorgeous eyes that I didn't even notice him move towards me, wrap his arms around me and lean in closer to me. When I snapped out of my trance, I jumped and leaned back away from him.
"Oh, god... sorry, I didn't mean to..." Brendon stuttered, scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"No, no, sorry, it was me... kinda in a day dream. You just scared me. Sorry..." I said soothingly, moving back towards him as he smiled welcomingly. My lips met his in an amazing kiss. I weaved my hands through his messy hair; he began to tug at my jacket. It dropped to the floor, and seconds later, his shirt joined it.
He began moving towards the bed, but I pushed him down instead and straddled his hips. I kissed him lovingly and Brendon allowed me to slip my hands beneath his other shirt. I leaned back as I pulled it over his head.
I squealed a little as he rolled us over very quickly so he was on top.
"You really like to be in charge, don't you?" I laughed.
"Somebody has to be." He kissed me before I had a chance to scoff at him or reply. He started toying with my shirt nervously and when I didn't protest, he pulled it off me. Brendon buried his face in my neck, nibbling and sucking my skin softly. He moved to my collarbone, down my arm and to my fingers, licking each one individually. I felt paralysed by his movements; everything he did felt incredible.
Brendon stroked my stomach with his soft hands, tickling me. I smiled and moaned as I continued to fiddle with his hair. He kissed me a few more times on the lips before resting his head on my chest.
I ran my fingers down his back as he reached up to kiss me again.
"We should go to bed now," he said, disappointed.
"Yeah; I'm kind of tired. All the making out!" I giggled.
"But you love it, don't you? You can't resist me."
"I'm glad to see I'm dating a modest guy. You are so totally not arrogant and big-headed."
He pouted at me sadly. "I was only kidding. You've made me sad now." He rolled off me; I knew he was only joking.
"I'm sorry. I was joking. You aren't big-headed." I leaned over to kiss him, but he just rolled onto his side, facing away from me. "Brendon? Babe, I'm sorry." Still the one being in charge or what?
Nevertheless, I stroked his skin gently and breathed on his neck, pressing my body up to his. He couldn't resist that for long.
I was right; a few seconds later, he turned to face me and slid his tongue in my mouth yet again. I grinned to myself; I never imagined that I would feel so confident around Brendon Urie, but I had proved myself wrong.
"Goodnight Bren."
"'Night Babe," he said, getting up to douse the lights. He joined me back in bed and held me close. It was so comforting.
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I moaned and dragged my eyes open at - 7:30? - since my phone was ringing and Time to Dance was playing very loudly. I wriggled out of Brendon's arms as gently as I could, but he still aroused from the ringing.
"Er... hello?" I grumbled in to the phone.
"Hey Vicky, how are you?" It was my mom, sounding far too cheery for me, even though it would have been quite late in the day in the UK.
"Yeah, I'm fine thanks - just a bit tired - how are you?" I sat upright; I was suddenly very conscious of the fact that I was in bed with Brendon Urie, not wearing a shirt. I pulled the covers a little tighter around me.
"I'm good. I was just ringing to see how you were. You've phoned me a lot, so I thought I'd phone you. Did I wake you?"
"Oh well, kind of, but it's alright. Sorry, do I sound a bit tired?" I felt Brendon's body against my back and he had his hands around my waist. I was really on edge; I felt like my mom would somehow know that I was here with him.
"Just a bit! Are you ok? You don't sound too happy. Have I caught you at a bad time?" she asked me curiously. See, told you.
"No, no, it's ok."
"Oh, ok... Well, I was actually wondering when you would be returning home. 'Cause it has been a few days. I just wanted to know if you would be coming back soon..."
"Oh, er... I dunno actually, I haven't really talked about that with the guys..." I paused while I thought. How was I supposed to answer that with Brendon right next to me? "Can I phone you back and let you know?"
"Yeah, ok. I'll talk to you soon."
"Bye mom." And I hung up. Brendon nuzzled his nose into my neck and I relaxed more now. His touch was so soothing. I twisted around and kissed him passionately.
"So... I couldn't help but overhearing," Brendon started.
"Don't you mean you were so close to me that it was impossible not to hear?" I smiled.
"Maybe. Either way..."
"It was my mom. She was asking me when I would be coming home... I didn't know what to say so I told her that I would call her back. And the fact that you were here next to me didn't help to relax me while I was talking to my mom!"
He smirked. "You know you loved it."
"I appreciate it a whole lot more when it's just the two of us - no distractions... and no mom."
We both laughed and made out for a little while before we decided to get changed and eat some breakfast. About half an hour later we met downstairs. None of the other were awake; we sure wouldn't be if it hadn't have been for the early wake up call.
While sitting in the living room, I decided that I should ask Brendon about going home; I had to leave sometime, no matter how much I wanted to stay.
"Brendon?"
"Yes babe?"
"I was thinking, maybe I should go home soon. I have been here like almost a week, and I've had so much fun, but I had better go back to the UK before my mom starts getting angry about this whole ordeal."
"Oh. Ok, yeah, that's understandable."
"I really appreciate everything you and the guys have done for me, 'cause I have loved this opportunity to get to know you all, and you've been so sweet and helpful to me," I smiled at him thankfully and I kissed him.
"Hey, it's been my pleasure. I'm glad you've had fun, 'cause so have I."
He put his arm around my waist and we watched a little bit of TV. We seem to have a morning routine, don't we?
"Urrgggggh. My head fucking kills." Jon had emerged and was stumbling down the stairs, clutching his head and grumbling. "Fucking hell, I must have drunk a lot last night."
"Morning! Yes you did Jon," I laughed at him. He threw me a deathly stare before wondering into the kitchen.
"Jon's a funny sight this morning, isn't he?" Cassie joked as she also came down a few minutes later.
Everybody was downstairs shortly after that, either eating some breakfast or popping pills for a banging headache. It was extremely funny to witness.
"Brendon, I'm surprised you're not screaming from a headache too," I commented.
"That's 'cause I can handle my alcohol, and I didn't drink as much as you think babe. You're supposed to stick up for me!"
"I'm sorry," I laughed at him. I thought that I needed to tell the others that I was thinking of going home soon. "But guys, er, my mom phoned this morning asking when I would be coming home. I didn't say when. 'cause I thought I could ask you all first, but whenever you think would be best is fine by me."
"Aw, you're leaving?! I'm gonna miss you!" Jon said. Ryan and Spence agreed and all of their girlfriends - Cassie, Keltie and Hayley all nodded and looked genuinely upset.
"You guys are incredible. I don't know how to thank you enough for everything you've done for me. Thank you."
"It's been great having you. And to thank us? Come back again some time. We'd love to see you again," Ryan said.
"Oh my god, that's a great idea! When you are touring in the UK, or if you've just got a little bit of spare time on your hands, then come and see me! You've all got my number, right?" They all nodded enthusiastically.
"How about we go to the zoo? We have a few hours to kill before band practise," Spence said.
"Wow, dude that was random," Brendon said.
We all ended up agreeing on the zoo, so they all went to get dressed and sorted to leave for a while. Brendon pulled me into his room, and I had a pretty good idea why.
"Vicky... I've been thinking. I really like you, but maybe... maybe it's-it would be better if... we didn't date anymore if you're going to back to home. 'Cause it would be really hard on both of us, a long distance relationship. I wouldn't be around much at all."
I was in shock. Frozen still. He was breaking up with me? "Brendon, are you breaking up with me?" I asked in a very small voice.
"Well, yeah I guess... but we can still be friends, of course, if that's not too weird."
Too weird? Why would that be too weird? My eyes were seriously threatening to flood at this point, so it was all I could do to fight them back and put on a big, fake smile. "Ye-yeah! Of course we can be friends! I totally agree, it wouldn't be fair." I nodded and smiled unconvincingly.
"Ok... do you want to talk about this?" Brendon asked slowly.
"No, no, I totally understand. Erm, I have to get ready, so I'll just go to my room." And I left faster than lightning. The second I was in my room, I cried more than I had for as long as I could remember. He doesn't care about me. Of course, he never did...
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Ok, so I am so sad to have to say that this story is coming to an end!!!! sobs I will miss it. So please, review! I would like to take this time to thank everyone who has reviewed my story, and particular thanks go to:
Meeniemoe
Fabnosity
Robyn
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Because you guys have continued to review and make me extremely happy! you give me the motivation to continue, lol!! So Thanks!! offers hugs with the cake and cookies
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Ryan was really good, as was Spence, to my surprise. I didn't expect him to be good at singing, but he was really good. But no-one was as good as Brendon, despite the fact that he is the lead singer. Keltie, Hayley and Cassie all had pretty good voices too.
"Should we head home?" Ryan said sensibly; they had all had rather a lot to drink. To be honest, so had I. I was giggling way too much, and I couldn't seem to get up easily. Wow, maybe I should have refused that 3rd cocktail...
"Babe, do you want some help there?" Brendon asked cheekily.
"I'm fine thank you; I'm not that drunk," I replied, getting up from my seat.
"Wow, you really don't drink, do you?" Spence joked.
"Not really," I said. "I get very pissed off when my brother and my dad like to drink, so I don't drink a lot and don't intend to until I'm older."
"A sensible teen; I have never met anyone like you," Ryan said. "Well, except for me. But I don't intend to drink at all."
"Why's that?"
"My dad was an alcoholic, and he died from doing so," Ryan answered, a solemn look appearing on his face.
"Oh, god, Ryan, I'm so sorry. I didn't know," I apologised.
"It's ok, we were never really close, but it still hurts." I felt really guilty then, so I went to hug him. He wrapped his arms around me, and that comforted me more to know that he appreciated it.
I walked back over to Brendon and we all then left the restaurant and got into the limo. Very shortly, we had all returned to their house.
"I better go Spence. Can I take the limo?" Hayley asked.
"Yeah, Ryan, can I go with Hayls?" Cassie asked Ryan seductively.
"Hey, guys, you aren't leaving. You're staying here tonight!" Spence shouted.
"Yeah, it'll be so much fun! And, well, Vicky's already staying here anyways," Brendon pointed out. I smiled at him sweetly, one he returned.
"I'm kind of tired, guys, I think I'm gonna go to bed," Jon said, almost robotically.
"Yeah, so am I. Hayley, you coming?" Spence asked.
"Wow, guys, subtle," I said. They all laughed. "Just... don't make too many noises. I might get disturbed." They all roared with laughter. Not very sober yet.
"Come on babe," Brendon said, pulling me gently by my waist. He led me up the stairs and to his room, somewhere I had become to know pretty well.
Brendon turned on the light and turned to face me, grinning. I couldn't help but smile back shyly ad he stared at me intensely. I was so absorbed by his gorgeous eyes that I didn't even notice him move towards me, wrap his arms around me and lean in closer to me. When I snapped out of my trance, I jumped and leaned back away from him.
"Oh, god... sorry, I didn't mean to..." Brendon stuttered, scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"No, no, sorry, it was me... kinda in a day dream. You just scared me. Sorry..." I said soothingly, moving back towards him as he smiled welcomingly. My lips met his in an amazing kiss. I weaved my hands through his messy hair; he began to tug at my jacket. It dropped to the floor, and seconds later, his shirt joined it.
He began moving towards the bed, but I pushed him down instead and straddled his hips. I kissed him lovingly and Brendon allowed me to slip my hands beneath his other shirt. I leaned back as I pulled it over his head.
I squealed a little as he rolled us over very quickly so he was on top.
"You really like to be in charge, don't you?" I laughed.
"Somebody has to be." He kissed me before I had a chance to scoff at him or reply. He started toying with my shirt nervously and when I didn't protest, he pulled it off me. Brendon buried his face in my neck, nibbling and sucking my skin softly. He moved to my collarbone, down my arm and to my fingers, licking each one individually. I felt paralysed by his movements; everything he did felt incredible.
Brendon stroked my stomach with his soft hands, tickling me. I smiled and moaned as I continued to fiddle with his hair. He kissed me a few more times on the lips before resting his head on my chest.
I ran my fingers down his back as he reached up to kiss me again.
"We should go to bed now," he said, disappointed.
"Yeah; I'm kind of tired. All the making out!" I giggled.
"But you love it, don't you? You can't resist me."
"I'm glad to see I'm dating a modest guy. You are so totally not arrogant and big-headed."
He pouted at me sadly. "I was only kidding. You've made me sad now." He rolled off me; I knew he was only joking.
"I'm sorry. I was joking. You aren't big-headed." I leaned over to kiss him, but he just rolled onto his side, facing away from me. "Brendon? Babe, I'm sorry." Still the one being in charge or what?
Nevertheless, I stroked his skin gently and breathed on his neck, pressing my body up to his. He couldn't resist that for long.
I was right; a few seconds later, he turned to face me and slid his tongue in my mouth yet again. I grinned to myself; I never imagined that I would feel so confident around Brendon Urie, but I had proved myself wrong.
"Goodnight Bren."
"'Night Babe," he said, getting up to douse the lights. He joined me back in bed and held me close. It was so comforting.
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I moaned and dragged my eyes open at - 7:30? - since my phone was ringing and Time to Dance was playing very loudly. I wriggled out of Brendon's arms as gently as I could, but he still aroused from the ringing.
"Er... hello?" I grumbled in to the phone.
"Hey Vicky, how are you?" It was my mom, sounding far too cheery for me, even though it would have been quite late in the day in the UK.
"Yeah, I'm fine thanks - just a bit tired - how are you?" I sat upright; I was suddenly very conscious of the fact that I was in bed with Brendon Urie, not wearing a shirt. I pulled the covers a little tighter around me.
"I'm good. I was just ringing to see how you were. You've phoned me a lot, so I thought I'd phone you. Did I wake you?"
"Oh well, kind of, but it's alright. Sorry, do I sound a bit tired?" I felt Brendon's body against my back and he had his hands around my waist. I was really on edge; I felt like my mom would somehow know that I was here with him.
"Just a bit! Are you ok? You don't sound too happy. Have I caught you at a bad time?" she asked me curiously. See, told you.
"No, no, it's ok."
"Oh, ok... Well, I was actually wondering when you would be returning home. 'Cause it has been a few days. I just wanted to know if you would be coming back soon..."
"Oh, er... I dunno actually, I haven't really talked about that with the guys..." I paused while I thought. How was I supposed to answer that with Brendon right next to me? "Can I phone you back and let you know?"
"Yeah, ok. I'll talk to you soon."
"Bye mom." And I hung up. Brendon nuzzled his nose into my neck and I relaxed more now. His touch was so soothing. I twisted around and kissed him passionately.
"So... I couldn't help but overhearing," Brendon started.
"Don't you mean you were so close to me that it was impossible not to hear?" I smiled.
"Maybe. Either way..."
"It was my mom. She was asking me when I would be coming home... I didn't know what to say so I told her that I would call her back. And the fact that you were here next to me didn't help to relax me while I was talking to my mom!"
He smirked. "You know you loved it."
"I appreciate it a whole lot more when it's just the two of us - no distractions... and no mom."
We both laughed and made out for a little while before we decided to get changed and eat some breakfast. About half an hour later we met downstairs. None of the other were awake; we sure wouldn't be if it hadn't have been for the early wake up call.
While sitting in the living room, I decided that I should ask Brendon about going home; I had to leave sometime, no matter how much I wanted to stay.
"Brendon?"
"Yes babe?"
"I was thinking, maybe I should go home soon. I have been here like almost a week, and I've had so much fun, but I had better go back to the UK before my mom starts getting angry about this whole ordeal."
"Oh. Ok, yeah, that's understandable."
"I really appreciate everything you and the guys have done for me, 'cause I have loved this opportunity to get to know you all, and you've been so sweet and helpful to me," I smiled at him thankfully and I kissed him.
"Hey, it's been my pleasure. I'm glad you've had fun, 'cause so have I."
He put his arm around my waist and we watched a little bit of TV. We seem to have a morning routine, don't we?
"Urrgggggh. My head fucking kills." Jon had emerged and was stumbling down the stairs, clutching his head and grumbling. "Fucking hell, I must have drunk a lot last night."
"Morning! Yes you did Jon," I laughed at him. He threw me a deathly stare before wondering into the kitchen.
"Jon's a funny sight this morning, isn't he?" Cassie joked as she also came down a few minutes later.
Everybody was downstairs shortly after that, either eating some breakfast or popping pills for a banging headache. It was extremely funny to witness.
"Brendon, I'm surprised you're not screaming from a headache too," I commented.
"That's 'cause I can handle my alcohol, and I didn't drink as much as you think babe. You're supposed to stick up for me!"
"I'm sorry," I laughed at him. I thought that I needed to tell the others that I was thinking of going home soon. "But guys, er, my mom phoned this morning asking when I would be coming home. I didn't say when. 'cause I thought I could ask you all first, but whenever you think would be best is fine by me."
"Aw, you're leaving?! I'm gonna miss you!" Jon said. Ryan and Spence agreed and all of their girlfriends - Cassie, Keltie and Hayley all nodded and looked genuinely upset.
"You guys are incredible. I don't know how to thank you enough for everything you've done for me. Thank you."
"It's been great having you. And to thank us? Come back again some time. We'd love to see you again," Ryan said.
"Oh my god, that's a great idea! When you are touring in the UK, or if you've just got a little bit of spare time on your hands, then come and see me! You've all got my number, right?" They all nodded enthusiastically.
"How about we go to the zoo? We have a few hours to kill before band practise," Spence said.
"Wow, dude that was random," Brendon said.
We all ended up agreeing on the zoo, so they all went to get dressed and sorted to leave for a while. Brendon pulled me into his room, and I had a pretty good idea why.
"Vicky... I've been thinking. I really like you, but maybe... maybe it's-it would be better if... we didn't date anymore if you're going to back to home. 'Cause it would be really hard on both of us, a long distance relationship. I wouldn't be around much at all."
I was in shock. Frozen still. He was breaking up with me? "Brendon, are you breaking up with me?" I asked in a very small voice.
"Well, yeah I guess... but we can still be friends, of course, if that's not too weird."
Too weird? Why would that be too weird? My eyes were seriously threatening to flood at this point, so it was all I could do to fight them back and put on a big, fake smile. "Ye-yeah! Of course we can be friends! I totally agree, it wouldn't be fair." I nodded and smiled unconvincingly.
"Ok... do you want to talk about this?" Brendon asked slowly.
"No, no, I totally understand. Erm, I have to get ready, so I'll just go to my room." And I left faster than lightning. The second I was in my room, I cried more than I had for as long as I could remember. He doesn't care about me. Of course, he never did...
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Ok, so I am so sad to have to say that this story is coming to an end!!!! sobs I will miss it. So please, review! I would like to take this time to thank everyone who has reviewed my story, and particular thanks go to:
Meeniemoe
Fabnosity
Robyn
SafeFromRobotsDAMN
Frenchie189
Because you guys have continued to review and make me extremely happy! you give me the motivation to continue, lol!! So Thanks!! offers hugs with the cake and cookies
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