[Real Life]

SAME DAY

I got off the computer as I heard my door open and close. I could smell the pizza Addilyn had brought, and immediately ran into the living room where she was. Without saying anything, I grabbed the warm box and opened it. I took out a piece and licked the bottom.

"Ah fuck it's hot!" I yelled, holding my burning tounge between two fingers.

"Well no shit Sherlock! What did you expec- and you're doing it again. Why do I even try?"

"Hey! You know you love me!" I shouted at her, chewing on the bite of pizza I had just taken.

"I know you care!" She started to sing, terribly I might add.

"Oh, dear god. What have I started?"

"Just shout whenever!"

"Does she ever shut up?!" I asked the air, rolling my eyes. "Why can't I have one normal friend?"

"Because you're not normal yourself. And why would you want normal friends when you could have me?" She asked, pretending to be perfect by putting her hands under her chin like an angel would.

"Pfff," I scoffed. "Who said I wanted you?"

"Just shut up and lick your pizza," she commanded, going and sitting down on my couch. I finished my first piece and started on my second.

I could eat this whole pizza and not save her any...

By the time she turned on my tv, I had finished my second piece, and was halfway through my third. I was sure I was going to choke, but haven't yet.

She scrolled through the channels very slowly and found nothing she wanted to watch. Even after going through the things I've recorded, she still found nothing.

"Why is there nothing on?!" She yelled through my house, seemingly at nobody.

"There's lots on, just nothing you want to watch!"

"Stop being so literal!" She shouted to me before standing up and coming over to me. "Give me a piece of pizza."

I looked at her with a fake look of regret. Once she saw my face, she started running to me and the pizza.

"YOU ATE ALL THE FUCKING PIZZA!?! THAT WAS AN EXTRA LARGE, HOW THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT IN FIVE MINUTES?!"

I shrugged my shoulders and stood up to throw away the box. She moved back to the couch to pout, while I offered to get another one.

"No! You're just gonna eat all of that one too!" She yelled before she started giggling to herself. "What would your boyfriend say to you eating a whole pizza?"

"What are you saying, I don't have a boyfriend," I asked, confusion taking over.

"Your boyfriend. You know, that person was right. You and Brendon would look hot together."

"Okay, first off, who the fuck is this Brendon person and second, why does everyone think we would be cute together?" She didn't respond, but pulled out her phone instead.

"First of all, you guys wouldn't look cute together, you would be hot. And second of all, this is Brendon Urie," she said. She turned her phone screen towards me.

"Holy fuck. He's hot," I said. Addi nodded before turning her phone off. "How the he'll have I never heard of him before?"

"Well, he's in a band called Panic! at the Disco, so that might be why you haven't heard his name. The bands quite popular, especially with teenage girls," she told me. I grabbed my phone and went to YouTube to search up their music.

Clicking on one called Emperor's New Clothes and started watching it. The music video was weird as hell, but his voice was amazing.

Almost as amazing as he looks.

After I had a mini freak out because of his voice, we sat down and binge watched season 4 of The Flash, which we were both obsessed with.

"Grant Gustin's hot," Addilyn said when he came onto the screen.

"Agreed."

"Hey, he's mine. You've got Brendon fucking Urie hitting on you," she said, turning towards me.

"He's not hitting on me!"

"He's called you hot, he's called you pretty, he even said that he would eat your spit soaked pizza. If that's not at least flirting, I don't know what is."

"Oh Addi, he's just being nice. I've never met him before, and I just now know what he looks like," I try and counter.

"Doesn't mean that he doesn't know what you look like."

"True, but why would he flirt with me? A good looking guy like him should be married by now," I told her. There's no way that he wasn't married to somebody.

"Actually he's not. He was going to be, but she left him right before the wedding. He was devastated, but got obviously got over it."

"Whatever. Let's just watch this," I say and turn away from her. There was absolutely no way Brendon was flirting with me.

Was there?