Lost in Coma and Covered in Cake
Dance, Dance
I spun around on my heel and looked out across the club, scanning the crowd to see if there was anyone I recognized. There was no one. No sight of an Afro, not even Gerard's scrawny brother. Just a sea of randoms. I stood there with my arms folded across my chest awkwardly before I felt a soft tap on my shoulder. I spun around as saw the smiling face of Gerard beaming down at me. "You alright?" He asked me as I stared blindly around.
"Umm yeah" I mumbled, fidgeting with anything I could find such as pulling my short black dress down to not flash my knickers
"where's Frank?"
"Sorry Astrid, can't tell you that" smirked Gerard, playfully giving me a soft punch in the shoulder "It'll wreck the surprise" "What surprise?!" I exclaimed, getting excited.
"Ah shit, I've said too much already" he muttered, shaking his head "look, it wouldn't be a surprise if I told you"
"But-"
"Why don't I get you a drink?" He smiled, taking me by the hand and pulling me through the crowd to the bar in the very corner of the club.
"It's your birthday, not mine" I giggled "I should be the one buying you a drink"
"Oh please" laughed Gerard "I'm feeling generous, so order away"
I chose something as inexpensive and decent tasting as possible because in all honesty, it was Gerard's birthday, not mine. I don't need to strip Gerard of all his money, not today at least.
I sipped on an ordinary beer as Gerard chatted to me about his band, dentists and relationships until a fuzzy noise echoed all across the club. The noise came from the microphone up on the stage as Frank tapped it to check if it was working. His hands shook as he took the microphone in his hands, his eyes scanning over the crowd in search of someone. Finally, his eyes landed on me. He reached a single hand into his pocket and appeared to be holding something inside.
"Umm" he mumbled, the hand clasped around the mic trembling "Astrid..."
I just grinned at him like an idiot. It was nice to see your boyfriend onstage talking about you. I can't quite explain the feeling, but it's a nice one.
"I remember when I first met you back three years ago. I remember the smell of your perfume, remember the sound of your nervous laugh when I offered to buy you a drink and how fucking hot you looked in those jeans. I remember when I first saw you, my eyes lit up and my heart exploded. When I first kissed you, it was like nothing I had ever felt before. I still love you unconditionally and I always will no matter what. And tonight, I want to make you mine forever...... Only if you want me to though"
Frank then lowered the microphone stand as he got down on one knee, pulling out the little thing in his pocket he had been playing with earlier. It was a box. My heart began to flutter as I came to the realization of what was happening. "Astrid Lee" he choked, a smile spreading across his face as he opened the little box "will you marry me?"
"Umm yeah" I mumbled, fidgeting with anything I could find such as pulling my short black dress down to not flash my knickers
"where's Frank?"
"Sorry Astrid, can't tell you that" smirked Gerard, playfully giving me a soft punch in the shoulder "It'll wreck the surprise" "What surprise?!" I exclaimed, getting excited.
"Ah shit, I've said too much already" he muttered, shaking his head "look, it wouldn't be a surprise if I told you"
"But-"
"Why don't I get you a drink?" He smiled, taking me by the hand and pulling me through the crowd to the bar in the very corner of the club.
"It's your birthday, not mine" I giggled "I should be the one buying you a drink"
"Oh please" laughed Gerard "I'm feeling generous, so order away"
I chose something as inexpensive and decent tasting as possible because in all honesty, it was Gerard's birthday, not mine. I don't need to strip Gerard of all his money, not today at least.
I sipped on an ordinary beer as Gerard chatted to me about his band, dentists and relationships until a fuzzy noise echoed all across the club. The noise came from the microphone up on the stage as Frank tapped it to check if it was working. His hands shook as he took the microphone in his hands, his eyes scanning over the crowd in search of someone. Finally, his eyes landed on me. He reached a single hand into his pocket and appeared to be holding something inside.
"Umm" he mumbled, the hand clasped around the mic trembling "Astrid..."
I just grinned at him like an idiot. It was nice to see your boyfriend onstage talking about you. I can't quite explain the feeling, but it's a nice one.
"I remember when I first met you back three years ago. I remember the smell of your perfume, remember the sound of your nervous laugh when I offered to buy you a drink and how fucking hot you looked in those jeans. I remember when I first saw you, my eyes lit up and my heart exploded. When I first kissed you, it was like nothing I had ever felt before. I still love you unconditionally and I always will no matter what. And tonight, I want to make you mine forever...... Only if you want me to though"
Frank then lowered the microphone stand as he got down on one knee, pulling out the little thing in his pocket he had been playing with earlier. It was a box. My heart began to flutter as I came to the realization of what was happening. "Astrid Lee" he choked, a smile spreading across his face as he opened the little box "will you marry me?"
Thank you :3
11/16/13