Imagine #12: Best Cousins
"Get your stupid face away from me Peter Lewis!" You screamed as Pete ran towards you, with his deadly pillow in hand.
"I said don't use my middle name Buttface!" Pete retorted without stopping his sprint after you.
You thought about when you and Pete were little kids and your parents used to yell at you all the time when you had pillow fights. Now that you lived in your own houses there was no one there to stop you, other than when your nosy neighbors were home. No, you and Pete didn't have some romantic backstory, that would be creepy, because you were cousins. When you both went to school, everyone thought you were a couple but you had to make sure that everyone knew you were just cousins.
"Where did you go Midget?" Pete screamed through the halls of your two story house. You snickered to yourself as you hid in the laundry closet and listened to Pete's footsteps from upstairs. The laundry closet was all the way in the basement, and you thought that Pete would never find you. You were horribly mistaken.
"NO! Please have mercy!" You screamed as Pete whipped the closet door open, raised his pillow, and you covered your face with you own pillow.
Luckily, you were saved by the bell. Well, the doorbell that is. Without giving you enough time to register the ringing bell, Pete threw the pillow into your face, slammed the closet door with you inside, and took off to answer the door. Before you heard the pounding of Pete's feet, you heard the small click of the locking closet door.
"Peter Wentz!" You screamed at the top of your lungs and you just heard the continued pounding of Pete's feet. You almost tried screaming again when you heard even more pounding of feet, then sudden silence. You pressed your ear against the door and heard some whispering, then more silence. You backed away and then the door flew open. Before you could comprehend what happened, the closet light was put out, the door was slammed shut and Pete was laughing hysterically.
"Seven minutes in heaven Urie!" Pete screamed through all of his laughter. He obviously locked the door so that neither you nor whomever was just shoved into the dark closet with you could escape.
"{Y/N}?" You heard a familiar voice slice through the darkness. The voice sent shivers down your spine, it was Brendon Urie. You've had a crush on him ever since Pete introduced the two of you.
"Brendon...?" You whispered through the darkness. You suddenly felt a hand land on your hip and you let out a gasp. You heard Brendon chuckle lowly.
~~~A/N~~~
Omg I'm sorry that this is late and crappy and short but I really couldn't find out how to end it so I kinda didn't I'm so sorry I hope there will be better stuff coming soon! :p
-Hay
