《barack's POV》
"Maybe if you weren't such a gay asshole we would get along" Michelle screams. "I'm not an Asshole, your just jealous that I find men better than you" I say. "I knew it, you are gay! That's it I'm done with your bullshit. Have a nice life Barak, I'm taking the girls with me." She says. "Good! I never liked them anyway, don't let the door hit you" I say as she leaves for good. Finally I can look at pictures of Brendon Urie in peace. I think Brendon Urie is hella hot, he's my crush. And his music is amazing. My phone starts ringing and I look to see who's calling, it my best friend Gerard way!
B- hey bitch
G- sup girl wanna go clubbing later
B- sure and I don't have to ask Michelle now
G- aw shit girl what happened
B- that bitch left me cuz I'm hella gay
G- lynZ left me when she found out about my undeniable love for frank
B- oh ok I'll see you later girl
G- I'll pick you up at 9:00, bye bitch
B- see you later alligator
When I hang up the phone I go and clear my search history because I looked up Brendon Urie smut, #oops. It's the life of a fanboy what can I say.
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FanfictionBrendon urie, Extremely famous. He's always out getting drunk and partying. Barak Obama, the president of the United States. He's married with children. He's alone. Both of them are.
