♡Brendon♡

I knew Dallon wasn't going to be here today.

Tyler texted me this morning to tell me Dallon couldn't come because Patrick wouldn't let him.

Josh is with Tyler and I don't really want to talk to Ryan or Spencer.

I am completely alone for the day an it's a horrible unsettling feeling because I'm never alone.

I don't think that there was one time in the past year that I had to sit alone for lunch.

Today I had to though.

Tyler was skipping all of the afternoon classes but when he saw me, he would fill me in on how Dallon is doing.

I sit down outside at a vacant table after getting a bag of chips and a water bottle.

I take out my notebook and begin to write down words that might mean something to me but I'm too distracted to care.

Two people sit across from me and I look up to see Ryan and Spencer sitting there with smiles on their faces and I feel like I want to scream at them.

"What do you want?" I ask coldly and their smiles fall.

"W-we were wondering if you wanted to hang out after school." Spencer says quietly.

"I have plans." I say quickly.

I hate lying.

"With who?" Ryan asks.

"Tyler." I mutter quietly as I take out my phone and type out a quick explanation as to why I'm going to spent a lot of my night at Patrick's.

"Joseph?" Spencer asks and I nod.

"He's probably going ask Josh to come over and you're going to be a third wheel." Ryan huff. "I know when you're lying Bren. I don't know why you're still mad."

"You don't know why I'm still mad." I chuckle dryly to myself at how dumb he is."You beat Dallon to a pulp and you expect me to just be okay with that."

"Brendon. We're sorry but we can't do anything about it anymore." Spencer says quietly.

"I want you to apologize to him. He deserves and apology after that shit." I mutter.

"He probably won't stay near us long enough to apologize." Ryan mumbles.

"Well you better find a way to apologize because I'm not talking to you until you do." I smile bitterly as I gather all of my things and storm off.

I hate being mad at them. They have been there for me for my whole life but I can't just look past this right now.

I look back once to see Ryan with his head in his hands and Spencer comfortingly rubbing his shoulder while choking back his own tears.

I have seen Ryan cry only once in my life and I've known him for a long time.

The only time he cried was when his dad died. He never cried though his breakups, his fights with other people and not even when Pete Wentz and Joe Trohman stole his cars in first grade.

Ryan is crying.

He's trying to hide his face and I can see him wipe tears away.

I look away and walk straight to my car.

I sit in the drivers seat with a tight hold on the steering wheel.

I drive to Patrick's house with tears falling down my cheeks.

I knock on the front door and Tyler opens it with a smile before seeing my appearance.

"Are you okay?" He asks as he holds his arms open.

I shake my head no and fall into his arms while sobbing.

"Tyler what do you wanna watch?" Dallon asks absentmindedly as he walks into the room without looking up from his phone

I sniffle and his head shoots up.

When he sees me his expression changes from anger to confusion to sadness.

"What happened Bren?" He asks as he walks over to me and hugs me.

"I feel so fucking guilty and bad right now Dallon. I don't know what to do." I sniffle as they lead me to the living room couch.

"I'm going to let you two talk right now. Whatever is going on needs to be talked about. Also, Brendon you tell him before I do." Tyler says sternly as he looks at me.

Now I have to tell Dallon.

"Ok." I choke out as Tyler goes down to the basement.

"Let's start out with what's happening with you, Ryan, and Spencer." He smiles weekly.

"I made Ryan cry and I feel like shit for it. I didn't accept their apologies and he cried. He never fucking cries." I sniffle.

Dallon leans back on the couch and pulls me into his chest.

"You need to forgive them at some point. I can tell that they both love you to death and I wouldn't let go of that even if it's tempting at the moment." He says as he soothingly rubs my back.

I smile lightly.

We sit in a comfortable silence until Dallon decides to speak up again.

"Why did you tell me you were dating Ryan?" He asks me and I look up at him.

"I was scared." I mumble quietly.

"Of what?" He asks impatiently.

"Telling you how I felt." I say as I put my head on his shoulder.

"How do you actually feel about me?" He questions.

I'm not going to think about it this time.

"I think you're the most beautiful person I have ever met. You have a kind heart and I guess I kinda really like you." I mumble.

Dallon lifts my head off his chest.

I look into his eyes and he's as unreadable as he always is.

We stare at each other for about ten seconds before I feel Dallon's lips on my own.

It feels like someone just set a few million butterflies free in my stomach and the kiss gets more heated.

My arms are loosely wrapped around his neck and his hands are resting on my sides.

I think I love him.

Holy shit.

I think I love Dallon James Weekes.

I'm scared shitless.

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