So all I need to do is go up to Brendon and inform him that we're done fucking around. Then I will force myself to keep my hands to myself for the rest of this pathetic tour, not watch him when he crosses the room because there's just something irresistible in the way he walks, the way his jeans cup his ass, his t-shirt always an inch too short, the way his hair falls over his face, the way his neck glistens with sweat during the shows even if he's not on stage himself. I won't pay attention to any of it. It's not like it's an addiction.
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