The angst, the party's, the love, the confusion... Only one word to describe that... teenagers.
Brendon Boyd Urie. Loud, funny, talented, hyper and incredibly handsome, But what most people don't know about him is that he constantly doubts himself and is constantly giving into the voices in his head. He is forced to go to church and be the "perfect son" his family has always wanted him to be.
Dallon James Weekes. A quiet, calm, talented, and handsome tall glass of water. But almost nobody knows about his family life and what he keeps inside. It takes a lot to see what's going on in his beautiful -yet scary- mind.
**TRIGGER WARNING
*FIRST FANFICTION AND I KNOW BRALLON IS DEAD BUT I CAN STILL DREAM*
He's hopelessly in love with a certain singer of a band we all love. But things get complicated.
A jealous ex with murderous intentions.
Faded memories and golden tears.
The struggle... to find answers and to find each other through all the hurt and pain.