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Cheesy Romantic Crap
"Yeah I'm gonna head over to my apartment now. Have the guys landed yet?"I asked Frank as I paid the cashier for all my crap.
"Not yet. They land in about ten minutes I think. Drive safe okay?"Frank sighed.
"Of course,"I smiled as I walked back out to the car.
"I love you Frankie,"I said and hung up. Someone walked past the car in a rush, talking on a phone but otherwise the convenience store was silent. I brushed off the weird feeling and got back into the car, locking the doors behind me. I started the car in a rush and stalled it as the horrible prickly sensation kept getting stronger. I tried the car again, trying to relax myself more, and was able to screech out of the parking lot and onto the road.
In two minutes I reached the apartment complex and was grabbing my crap to race upstairs as fast as possible. I just wanted to get inside. I kept checking over my shoulder as I struggled to get the key in the lock, jiggling it open, and slamming it shut behind me. I locked it straight away, dumped my shopping on the couch and called Frank.
"I'm at the apartment now,"I puffed, feeling the adrenaline slowly ebb away.
"You okay? You sound out of breath. You been running?"Frank questioned me.
"No no I'm fine I just- havent gone up that many stairs in a while,"I chuckled.
"Lazy. So, how long is whatever you're doing gonna take?"
"Uhhh..."I looked down at the bag spilling its contents everywhere,"Maybe two hours? Three tops?"
"Three hours?! I thought this was just adding finishing touches?"
"I know but-"I put him on speakerphone,"I never said it wouldnt take five minutes. Its gonna take a while cause its so fantasticly awesome."
I set the phone down as Frank started ranting about how I was doing this on purpose to escape helping cook food and put decorations up. I ignored him and started peeling off the wrapping for the rose petals. It was cheesy romantic crap but hey, at least I was doing something.
"Gerard are you even listening to me?"Frank brought me back to him.
"Of course I am Frankie,"I said absent mindedly as I started setting candles down everywhere.
"Sure you are. Listen, me and Mum are gonna go and pick the guy up now. Mum say hi."
"Hi Gerard."
"Hi Linda. Frankie how much room do you have on your wall?"I asked as I stared down at a half finished painting I had started months ago.
"Uhhh I have some room. Why?"
"Just wondering,"I smiled,"I've gotta go okay? This needs two hands. Love you!"
"Wait Ger-"I hung up before he could demand to know what I was doing. Frank had one other painting of mine on his wall and a bunch of posters. The painting on his wall was of him with Claire, Lily and Linda. It had been a nightmare to get them to post for a picture so I could paint it.
The one I was painting right now was of Frank and I at Disneyland, soaking wet and both grinning like dicks. I was determined to finish it within an hour so I could be with Frank and the guys. I pulled out all my paints and pencils and set up my easel. Within minutes I was covered in paint and was sucked into the movement of my brush.
"Not yet. They land in about ten minutes I think. Drive safe okay?"Frank sighed.
"Of course,"I smiled as I walked back out to the car.
"I love you Frankie,"I said and hung up. Someone walked past the car in a rush, talking on a phone but otherwise the convenience store was silent. I brushed off the weird feeling and got back into the car, locking the doors behind me. I started the car in a rush and stalled it as the horrible prickly sensation kept getting stronger. I tried the car again, trying to relax myself more, and was able to screech out of the parking lot and onto the road.
In two minutes I reached the apartment complex and was grabbing my crap to race upstairs as fast as possible. I just wanted to get inside. I kept checking over my shoulder as I struggled to get the key in the lock, jiggling it open, and slamming it shut behind me. I locked it straight away, dumped my shopping on the couch and called Frank.
"I'm at the apartment now,"I puffed, feeling the adrenaline slowly ebb away.
"You okay? You sound out of breath. You been running?"Frank questioned me.
"No no I'm fine I just- havent gone up that many stairs in a while,"I chuckled.
"Lazy. So, how long is whatever you're doing gonna take?"
"Uhhh..."I looked down at the bag spilling its contents everywhere,"Maybe two hours? Three tops?"
"Three hours?! I thought this was just adding finishing touches?"
"I know but-"I put him on speakerphone,"I never said it wouldnt take five minutes. Its gonna take a while cause its so fantasticly awesome."
I set the phone down as Frank started ranting about how I was doing this on purpose to escape helping cook food and put decorations up. I ignored him and started peeling off the wrapping for the rose petals. It was cheesy romantic crap but hey, at least I was doing something.
"Gerard are you even listening to me?"Frank brought me back to him.
"Of course I am Frankie,"I said absent mindedly as I started setting candles down everywhere.
"Sure you are. Listen, me and Mum are gonna go and pick the guy up now. Mum say hi."
"Hi Gerard."
"Hi Linda. Frankie how much room do you have on your wall?"I asked as I stared down at a half finished painting I had started months ago.
"Uhhh I have some room. Why?"
"Just wondering,"I smiled,"I've gotta go okay? This needs two hands. Love you!"
"Wait Ger-"I hung up before he could demand to know what I was doing. Frank had one other painting of mine on his wall and a bunch of posters. The painting on his wall was of him with Claire, Lily and Linda. It had been a nightmare to get them to post for a picture so I could paint it.
The one I was painting right now was of Frank and I at Disneyland, soaking wet and both grinning like dicks. I was determined to finish it within an hour so I could be with Frank and the guys. I pulled out all my paints and pencils and set up my easel. Within minutes I was covered in paint and was sucked into the movement of my brush.
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