You Can Cry All You Want To, I Don't Care

Once I make it onto the street and get lost in the crowd I slow to a walk, biting my bottom lip and when I make it to the bus stop nearby I take a seat on the edge of a garden infront of the stop, digging my cigarettes out and lighting one up while I wait for the next bus heading where I need to go. I'm almost finished my cigarette when someone sits down beside me and I clench my hand into a fist against my thigh as I turn my head, expecting it to be Frank but I'm rather surprised to see Ian. "Hey" he says, and I nod back at him before turning to look ahead of me again. "Look we didn't know....." "It's not your problem" I tell him as I flick my cigarette butt away and he says "I know but, I don't like seeing you upset." I turn my
head back in his direction as I say "You don't even know me, why would you care?" "I....I don't know it just upsets me to see you upset." "Look Ian if you just want into my pants I don't really....." "No, I'm really not like that. I'm sorry I acted like that when we first met." I nod, not knowing what to say. "Do you want to maybe get a drink or something?" He asks and I shrug before saying "I was just gonna head home actually." "Oh, ok then." I turn my head to look over at him again and he looks disappointed and I let out a small sigh before saying "Ok, one drink." Ian smiles and says "You sure? It's ok if you don't want to." "Well I could use a drink" I tell him, offering him a smile and he smiles back before standing up and I stand with him, following him to a nearby bar. Once we have drinks we find a table to sit at and Ian sits opposite me, a smile plastered on his face. "So, Katie was pretty" I offer, not knowing what to say. "Yeah I guess, I just don't really know if I'm interested." I nod in understanding and we fall into a rather awkward silence and I start to wonder what the hell I'm doing.

An hour later Ian and I are five drinks into the night and giggling drunkenly as we flirt across the table. Music starts to play and I like the song so I reach out and grab Ians hand, pulling him up with me and we step closer to each other as we start to dance drunkenly, giggling and touching each other everywhere. One of the bar staff come over and tell us we need to move along, cutting our service off and we stumble out of the bar and back onto the street, giggling and bumping against each other as we stumble back to the subway station. The next morning I wake up with my head pounding and when I open my eyes I see I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom, sprawled out face down in someone's bed and the only clothing I have on is someone else's boxers. I sit up, groaning as the action makes my head throb and spin and my stomach churn. I hear someone clear their throat and my head snaps up to see Frank sitting across the room from me at his desk and I realise I'm in his room. "Have fun last night?" He asks, his voice tight and I can hear the anger in it. I go to roll my head, my neck feeling stuff but as I move I feel a throbbing sting shoot up the side of my neck and I reach up to run my fingers over the skin but can't feel anything. I slowly stand, stumbling across the room to a mirror hanging on the wall and I look like hell but my eyes focus on the large dark hickie on my neck. "Yeah I guess I did" I say, wondering who it's from. "Did you do this to hurt me? Get a little payback?" Frank snaps, his voice wavering with how upset he is. "What?" I ask before adding "How the fuck did I get here and where are my clothes?" "You came in with Ian and they're in the dryer, along with my bed sheets since you vomited everywhere last night." "Oh" I say, the events of last night coming back to me now. After Ian and I got back here we stumbled into Frank who looked less than impressed and when he tried to talk to me I grabbed Ian and kissed him, showing off by using way too much tongue and then Ian dragged me into his room and we made out heatedly on the bed but I don't remember anything after that. I don't feel any pain in my lower back so I'm assuming we didn't fuck. Frank takes in my confused expression and says "I stopped you before you did something you would regret and brought you in here. I stayed up all night worried about you, I didn't want you to choke on your own vomit or something." "Well that's not really any of your concern now is it? I can make my own decisions and they have fucking nothing to do with you anymore. You should have fucking left me where I was and just gone with Jake or something." "Gee, I...." "I don't want to hear it. Just leave me the fuck alone" I snap, storming out of his room and making my way to Ian's where I find him sprawled out in his bed groaning like he's dying. "Hey" he groans out, giving me a half hearted wave. "Hey, so I'm sorry about last night." "I'm not" Ian tells me before adding "Well I am sorry that Frank came in here and carried you out but other than that...." I feel a small smile break out on my face and I say "Look I can't deal with Frank right now can I borrow some clothes so I can get out of here?" "Yeah of course" Ian says, slowly getting up off the bed and I see he's naked. My eyes skim his body quickly before I look away, being startled when he suddenly presses some jeans and a tshirt into my hands. "You can look, I won't mind. Actually it would be kinda hypocritical of me to mind" he tells me, raising his eyebrows at me and I let out a small giggle before saying "Thanks." I quickly pull on the clothes he gave me before spotting my shoes in the corner of his room and I grab them, siting on the edge of his bed to pull them on while he climbs back into bed and watches me. "So..." I say when I'm done, unsure of how to handle the situation. "Fucking come here" Ian says playfully as he grabs my arm and pulls me down towards him and his lips seal to mine. I kiss back, enjoying the feeling of his lips against mine and a few seconds later we pull apart and he says "Can I call you sometime?" I nod, taking his cell that he's offering me and entering my number in it. "So I guess I'll see you later?" I say hesitantly and Ian smiles and says "Definitely."

Notes

So Gee and Ian....will it last?