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You're someone you're not

Hangover

I woke up unwillingly. It was like on the first day of school being dragged from your bed by your mom as you hold onto the bed frame unwilling. Even my fucking eyes didn't want to open. It was like they'd been superglued shut. When I finally opened them I knew why. The sun. Yknow that flaming ball in the sky. Most of the time I was happy to see it since DC is so fucking cloudy. Oh but not know. Now I wished this was some dystopian world where we didn't have the sun. Then I wanted to fucking murder whoever left the fucking blinds open. (Probably me)
i got up quickly and shut them then laid down again in hope that dizziness wouldn't overcome me with the sudden rush of blood. Yeah that didn't work. I groaned. There was two ampm coffees on my bed side table but much to my dismay they were both empty. And a filled barf bucket on the floor next to my bed but I didn't have the energy to dump out right now.
i haven't even really thought about last night. I mean giving Gerard way alcohol is always a bad idea but then putting me next to someone he's attracted to is like ten times worst. I rubbed my temples thinking of all the embarrassing things that most likely went down last night.
Ah but then I say the ink on my arm. I squinted my eyes to try and determine what the chicken scratch said.
'call me when you wake up xofrnk'
i grinned. I couldn't have fucked up that bad if he put a little hug and kiss mark. Or maybe that's a person screaming with their eyes closed sideways.... But why would someone write that on somebody else's arm? I mentally shrugged.
after waking up a little more which included taking a shower drinking one giant cup of coffee and emptying the puke bucket I called frank.
"hey" my voice sounded hoarse.
" HEY!!" He yelled into the phone sending waves of pain in my brain.
"motherfucker" I winced. I heard a dry laugh on the other line.
" Why is the name of god would you let me drink so much?"
" your cute when your drunk. You don't know what your saying and you get all flustered and red. It's kind of adorable" frank giggled. Hearing him called me cute set off to opposite reactions in my head. One said holyfuckhethinksimcutegahh (that's the teenage girl that every guy has whether or not they'd like to admit it or not) and the other part was like I'm not fucking cute I'm into heavy metal and fucking things and other extreme manly stuff (that's the part that got me in this mess in the first place).
i couldn't really think of anything else to say so I just made a humph sound. Frank chuckled again.
"I'm coming over with some hangover remedies so leave the door unlocked so I don't have to ring the doorbell" and before I could respond he ended the call. I didn't what he asked then laid in bed telling myself I was never going to drink again.
about an hour later frank showed up grinning at my lethargic state with a ice box in his hand.
"here" he pulled out a grilled cheese and some kind of soupy stuff.
"ugh I can't eat. I'll throw up" I whined earning another low chuckle from frank I scrunched up my eyebrows at him. What's so funny about me being in pain?
" Sure you can. It's good and if you don't chefs gonna be offended" I remembered how huge the white houses chef is and gulped taking a small bite if the sand which.
"good boy" frank then pulled out a smoothie thing and told me to drink it once I was finnished with my food.
"you know you didn't have to do this" I said dipping my grilled cheese in my soup. It was really freaking good.
"sure I did. I took you to that party. I got you drunk. Now I'm going to patch you up" frank shrugged and gave me a warm half smile. My heart melted like a prepubescent girl meeting a pop icon.
"aren't you supposed to be in school" I questioned quirking an eyebrow.
"ahh there a the key word supposed to" frank smirked.
so I spent the rest if the day napping while frank watched me sleep because apparently I looked like 'baby gee' when I slept and watching classic horror films on low volume.
my mom practically fangirled when she came home and the first son was hanging around eating her popcorn. Frank was good about it though.
"eh I get it a lot " he shrugged then introduced himself.
frank didn't leave till nearly 7.
"thanks for hanging out with my hungover ass all day" I said while leading him out the door
" like I said its a responsibility. Actually I'm totally lying I really just wanted to hang out with you and ditch school" he smirked.
"yeah?" I said stupidly because I the fucking fuck could I respond to that. Frank iero wanted to hang out with my grouchy ass all day just for the sake of it.
"Mhmm" he was really close now. I could feel his breath on my neck.then he leaned forward a little a kissed me. Like full on the lips. But it was just a peck leaving both him and myself bright red.
"um see you later Gerard" he looked like a deer in highlights.
"uhhu" was all I could respond before numbly walking back inside.

Notes

So yeah not much of a first kiss but oh well. I really have no plans for this fic I'm just taking it chapter by chapter. I have a little confession to make and also like please don't kill me but I've never been on tublr and am not planning on it. Also I can't get Anna sun by walk the moon unstuck from my head. It's been like four days. Ok bye

Comments

*chants* up-date! up-date! up-date!

emoqueen emoqueen
8/21/15

Wheres Mikey? Is he like, gonna jump off a bridge? Cos' I'm not ready for that.

Notanexpert01 Notanexpert01
7/6/15

Oh god this is not gonna end well i rlly hope they dont get caught again and the dad o god

Mcr_saved_meh Mcr_saved_meh
7/1/15

Omg

Mcr_saved_meh Mcr_saved_meh
6/30/15

Okay I haven't even started reading the new chapter yet but it's two in the morning where I'm at and I just saw that it updated and I started almost violently chanting yaasss while fist bumping the air. So yeah I've been waiting for an update