The Fic Without a Title

“Okay.” I muttered, stalking out of the bathroom. I was still rather ticked off. I mean, I guess I might’ve overreacted, but still! I’m a fertile for fuck’s sake! We’re literally known for being easily scared!

I sighed to myself, rubbing my temples. Tonight was not going to be fun, especially if Pete was coming. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a nice guy and everything, but t least 50% of their time together was spent in a bedroom (If you catch my drift). One can only stand so much of hearing their younger brother moaning as they fuck someone. Even if it is their mate. And now I would have that damn Dom coming onto me too- what’d he say his name was? Frank? Hmph. I still think he’s an ass. He didn’t approach after Mikey left like I thought he would, but he was probably just being cautious in case Mikey was still nearby. I stand by my opinion of him being a jerk- he hasn’t proven me otherwise in any way.

I suddenly stopped when I realized I’d been walking with no direction. It appears as though my feet had led me to my safe haven: the art room. There was still another hour left of school, and I really didn’t feel like going to gym. Frank was in that class, and at the moment I want to avoid him.

So, I decided to hang here until school was over. Drawing was a favourite activity of mine, and right now I was itching to pick up a pencil and let it fly across the page; and that is exactly what I did. Half the time I didn’t pay much attention to what my hands and pencil were creating; this was one of those times. When I finally did look down, I nearly fell backwards and my jaw dropped.

I had drawn Frank.

“Dammit!” I snarled under my breath, glaring at the penciled shadows that formed the Dom’s face. I can’t deny he’s good looking, and his features are perfect for drawing- what with his soft cheekbones, his strong chin, his little nose, his thin lips, those gorgeous hazel eyes…

It dawned on me that I was swooning, and I immediately slapped myself.

“No Gerard! He’s a jackass who only wants you for your body. You feel nothing towards him.”

But no matter how much I repeated those words, the tiny desire remained…

A loud clanging sound echoed through the school, signaling that the day was over. Finally. I need to talk to Mikey. I hurried out into the bustling hallways, keeping my head down. I managed to get away from the building in one piece, meeting Mikey at the gates as always. Pete wasn’t going to be coming over until later, so for now it was just Mikey and I. We walked quietly for a while, until about a block from home when I spoke up.

“So… Erm…. Mikey, I wanted to talk.” I murmured nervously.

“About?”

“The Dom from earlier…”

“Frank? He seemed like a cool guy, I don’t know why you flipped your shit at him.”

I glared at Mikey, clenching my teeth. “I flipped because in the hallway when he first met me, the moment I told him my name he was kissing me against my will.”

“Wait- he did what?!” Mikey’s eyes had started to glow, radiating a pulsing anger.

“He kissed me. I know, I was pissed too. Now do you get why I was freaked out when he pinned me to the wall?”

“That little fuck…” Mikey growled, hissing a bit.

“I know, he’s an ass. But he’s already coming to dinner per your invitation, and I really don’t feel like stirring up any drama. For now, we look over it. Okay? If he makes a move on me tonight, then we can kick him out. Otherwise, I guess we have to give him a chance.”

Mikey grumbled, but reluctantly agreed. I took out my keys and unlocked the door to the house, immediately heading upstairs.

I had some preparation to do before tonight.

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