Mama, we're all gonna die.

My hands push against the counter top as I spin myself around on his bar stool. Frank just carries on with his business as my phone vibrates on my thigh. I pull my phone and read it to myself.. About damn time.

"Frank what's your address?" My eyes set back on him as he rinses his fishbowl with dish soap.

"Here, I'll just type it." He dries his hands on a dish towel as I hand my phone to him.

My eyes watch him as he types on my phone before handing it back to me in another few seconds.

"So, it's Chelsea?"

"Chelsea and Carol Anne." I correct him,

"Oh, two girls?"

"No, Frank, They're dogs." I joke at Frank.

"Fuck you," he smirks. "Well what are they like?"

"Well.. last time I saw them was at a pharm party. They were pretty chill, that was like two years ago though. Justin gave me her number and they were cool with it."

"Oh." He just leans his chest over the counter top as he stands on his tip toes. His fringe covers his face as he looks down.

"Hey, don't worry. I won't pay any attention to them." I hum as I poke his arm.

"No shit, Gerard. You're gay." He sasses at me. "But no, it's not that.. it's just that I'm going to be surrounded by a bunch of random people who I don't know and I'll just be a nobody.." His eyes finally meet with mine.

"We'll take things slow." I smile at him as I try to comfort him. Frank soon follows. "Remember, it's going to be your birthday.. it's all about you, kid."

"Lol, Gee you are a pansy." He laughs at me before I curse at him.

"Dammit, Frank." I smirk back at him as I hop off the bar stool. as I run around the counter.

When he actually notices me chasing him, he tries to sprint the other direction but I pull him in my arms. I hold him in my tight embrace as my head nibbles on the back of his head.

"Geeeee." giggles leak through him as his arms try to force my arms off his tight little body.

"Ah, ahh Frank." I nip as his neck as I rock him in my arms.

"Haha, seriouslyy. C'mon let goo." he hums.

"Hmm?" My lips continue to dance on his neck as his body squirms in my arms. The kitchen fills with laughs from the two of us until Mikey decides to walk it.

"Um.. Someone's here." I release Frank from my arms.

"yeah, that's probably Chelsea."

"Here we goo." Frank's fingers play with mine.

"C'mon Frank, let's get our shit together." My hands pat his shoulder before I bend my back, picking up the bags from the ground while Frank dives in and grabs his fish.

My eyes almost fall out of my head when Mikey actually opens the door. Two girls stand side by side as they wear matching Ramones shirts. One of the girl's skin is perfectly tanned, as purple locks lay on her shoulders. To her right stands a shorter girl, light blue hair flips across her pale face.

"Gerard! It's been so long, dude!" The purple hair girl throws herself on my as her arms wrap around me, almost squeezing the life out of me.

"Which one are you, Chelsea or Carol Anne?" I manage to get a few words out as she holds me tighter.

"I'm Chelsea, silly! That's Carol over there." Her finger leads to the shorter girl, I watch her cheeks turn pink as she sees me look at her. When she figures out I notice her blushing, she hides her face and stays quiet.

"Are we going to stand here all day or are we actually going to leave?" My head spins around and watch Frank as her barges in the conversation.

"Oh, right.." Chelsea blushes before grabbing the rest of our bangs, hauling them in the car.

"Someone's excited." I smirk at Frank, elbowing his shoulder.

"Fuck off."

"Ooo, sassy." My eyes wink at him before my arms sweep him from his feet, pulling him to my lips. I kiss him, I feel him smile.

"Can we go now? I want to see everything while it's still light out." Frank's yellow eyes gaze at my own.

"Yeah, let's go." My eyes motion Frank to walk a head of me, my hands pull the door closed as I walk in his footsteps. Frank hooks behind me as he locks it. Right when he turns around, I push my hands into his back.

"Move along, asshole!" I smirk at him, he laughs along with me.

"Son of a bitch, Gee." He whines as he hops in the car. I can't keep my eyes off him as I watch him crawl in the back. "Here we come mothafuckas."

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"Gee, you got any fouurrrrss?" Mikey slurs his words while he runs his fingers through his dark brown hair. My head takes a few seconds till I actually process what the fuck he's actually saying. Soon reality kicks dirt in my face and I remember I'm in the middle of a game of GO FISH!

My eyes only stare down at the blurred cards in my hands. I squint my eyes as I try to read my deck. No doubt, I find a red four.

"Oh, shit. Mikes you got me." my fingers grab the card as I separate it from the rest, before I throw the card right square in his face.

I can't help but focus on the way he squints at his face as the card makes contact with it. My body sits back down in my original seat while thick giggles crawl from my lungs.. Yep I'm baked as a cake.

"Fuck, Gee, how much did you smoke?" I turn my head around, only finding a purple blob talking to me. Of course my eyes take a few seconds to adjust as I make out her face. Once again, I look back down at my hands, flexing fingers till four of them stand."

"four bowwlllsss. Mikey hogged most of it, little shit," I bat my heavy eyelashes at her before flipping Mikey off.

"God damn, you two lay off and save some for when we actually get there. Plus Carol's driving, you don't want her to crash, do you?"

Her voice just crawls in one ear and out of the other as my fingers twirl in my red bangs. My interest in the conversation is drawn back in when I hear Carol's driving.

"Oh, shit. Forgot girls can't drive." I blurt out, not even thinking about it. Hell, I'm stoned as fuck so who cares anyways? Besides, I'm only half aware that I'm in a moving automobile.

"Ohhh dayyuumm" Mikey chants as he waves his hands in the air. My eyes find their way back to Chelsea and find the most pissed off look on her face.

"Gerard you fucking cunt." Carol curses as Chelsea stares me down with her dark brown eyes. They stab me with their fury.

I just stare right back at her until she switches her gaze to Frank. She calls his name out, "Frank!"

I watch his prefect head spring up. "Yeah?" He takes his head headphones out as his tongue slides along his lips. My own teeth can't help but bite down on my own.

"Take care of Gee, would you? Just till he's sober again." Her eyes roll at me before she flings her head back around. I just smile and wave my fingers at her, god. I can't believe she's ordering MY boytoy around. What a hoe.

My eyes look back at Frank as he makes a crooked smile. Patting the seat next to him.

Pfftt, I don't need no baby sitter.. but Frank is.. pretty irresistible.. So I'll do it. Not cause Chelsea told me, because I want to.. K?

Notes

my computer wouldnt let me type any more with out freexing uhhhhh so I had to make up a random title so yah c: lol SCARY IS IN THE NEXT CHAPTER. PREPARE YOURSELF