Dani California [[Brendon Urie one shot!]]

Four years later:

My birthday was not turning out the way I planned. In the morning, my car broke down. So I had to take the bus with millions of new freshmen. I felt so weird.

Negative thoughts Danielle, remember what Ryan said. Someone will always like you.

I smiled at the memory. I looked at my binder and saw a picture of Brendon, Danny, Ryan, and I. Before the show. I looked at all of us so happy.

If you were wondering about the whole friendship, here it goes.

We kept in touch, never saw one another again. We called each other about once a month. Soon, the calls were only once every six months, and then it stopped after the second year. I still had his number. A girl sitting behind me squealed in my ear.

“Oh my god! Is that Ryan Ross and Brendon Urie?” I nodded and she squealed again.

“You look young in this picture.” I rolled my eyes.

“That’s because I was.” Correction, this was a suck-ass morning. I put in my Ipod, so I didn’t have to hear the annoying girl.

The day dragged on forever. About 6th period, the office called for me. I rolled my eyes and gathered my stuff. I was in study hall at the time. I walked there to see the office lady’s looking at me.

“Danielle, you mother said your car broke down. She said Daniel will pick you up by the gym entrance.” I smiled at her. At least the day was getting better.

“Okay, thank you.” She nodded and started to help a kid. There was only four minutes left in class, so I walked around the hallways and to my locker. I looked at my phone, it had a new text.

“Have a wonderful 18th birthday Danielle!-Bden.” I looked at the screen, to make sure it wasn’t lying. How could he have…?

The bell distracted me from my thoughts. I went to the last period of the day. It was cooking class. To my surprise, my class baked a cake. Instead of class, we ate cake.

The day got better, and so did the cake. The final bell rang, and I went to my locker and went outside. There were a million kids surrounding the entrance. I pushed my way through to see Brendon, in the flesh. I almost choked on my gum. He smiled at me.

“Hey, Danielle! Surprise!” He yelled. It surely was. I was getting glares from everyone. He laughed and walked me to his car.

“Happy birthday!” He handed me the keys.

“Are you kidding me? Brendon a car?” He nodded.

I drove home; we were sitting in comfortable silence. When we parked Brendon locked the doors.

“There are so many things I want you to know. I want you to first know, that I am sorry for not keeping in touch. I still regret it all the time. Now, I would really hope you will forgive me.” I nodded. Sure, I was mad, but I loved him. He leaned over to kiss me on the cheek, or what I thought was it going to be. He kissed me fully on the lips.

We were sitting there for 10 minutes in probably the fiercest kiss ever. It was desperate and hungry. We ended it with another make-out session.

“Danielle… will you… go out with me.” He said trying to catch his breath.

I pulled him in for another kiss. It was short lived. We pulled apart; a knock came upon the window. Brendon rolled down the window and Ryan appeared.

“Okay, guys! Danielle, you barely just turned 18. No needing to get laid because you can now legally be together.” Brendon blushed and I laughed.

“Hey shut up Ryan! We were going to make you an uncle tonight.” I winked at him. He ran back into the house. Needless to say, he didn't talk to us anymore that night.