"Mmph. Graaw. No, not the unicorns Mikey, not the unicorns.." I slowly awoke to the strange ramblings of the man beside me, a quick glance to my alarm clock told me it was still the early hours of the night. I turned over to my side to stare at Gerard, his scrunched up face was adorable as he mumbled more about Mikey's unicorn harrasment into his pillow.

Shifting back over, I let my gaze wander to the ceiling as I mentally recapped the day. It was utterly insane to think that in the matter of just twenty-four hours my world had been completely turned upside down. Just a few days ago I was ecstatic to receive a ticket to go watch My Chemical Romance perform, and now I was sharing a bed with their frontman and the bassist was sleeping on my couch.

It was funny how the world worked, one minute you're unsure and semi-afraid to move onto a new part of your life, and the next you're being graciously led towards it by your favorite band. Not that I was complaining, of course, this was by far one of the best things to happen to me. Well, except for being punched in the nose by Mikey.. I still owed him back for that one. With a little planning and some help from Gerard though, I didn't think it would be too difficult to get even.

"Mikey, stop. Merrr. No, not a unicorn Mikey, I'm not a unicorn.."

What is with this man and unicorns? Shaking my head I let a small smile play on my lips as I rolled over once more and fell back asleep.

Notes

Sorry it's short, I had a wild night last and to be honest I'm extremely lucky I'm not in jail at the moment. Let it be known, however, that when my friends throw a party, they throw a fucking party. It took 20 cruisers and about 40 police officers to shut us down, it was pretty wicked. Well, it's wicked today, last night I was scared shitless and hiding in a closet. Today though, today it seems wicked.