"Dude your vest is awesome,"I said as Ryan walked out of the bathroom. Holy fuck he looked so hot. This was a bad road to go down. The fact that I was going to get drunk just confirmed what I wanted. Ryan's vest was red and was basically made of roses. It was fucking awesome and over the top of his crisp white shirt paired with his tight black skinny jeans, it made him look fucking gorgeous.

"Thanks dude. Mum got it for me the week after I came out to her,"Ryan grinned.
"Thats pretty sweet. Do you know where she got it?"I asked as we started walking out to the car.
"Absolutely no idea."
"Guys?! Ryan and I are just going out for drinks okay! Dont wait up!"I yelled to the girls.
"Okay Frank! Dont be loud when you come in! Have fun!"Marcie shouted back.
"They're really nice girls. I cant believe they just gave you the money for your shop though. Its fucking insane,"Ryan said as we left the house and got in the car.

"I know right? I was literally stunned. And then they just decided to give me a lift home. Then they decided to help me clean and then they helped me open the shop up and next thing you know, we're all best friends and love each other.

-time lapse

"You're sooooo druunk!"Ryan giggled at me, throwing his head back and banging it against the back of the booth's seat.
"Not as drunk as you,"I slurred, struggling to keep my unattractive laughter in.
"Oh my god Mum is going to kiiiilll meeeeeeee,"Ryan giggled even more. He couldn't stop.
"Yeah we really shouldn't have had so much to drink. But dont worry, you can stay at mine tonight... Fuck. I cant drive us home! Ooops!"And that was it. I could not stop laughing. It was the stupidest thing ever. I had fucking forgot that I needed to drive.

"Well sit. Pfffftttt did you hear me?! I went to say shiit but I said sit instead!"Ryan started cackling.
"You dick,"I grinned,"Its gonna be okay though because I can call Melissa and get her to come and get us."
"Who- who's Melissa?"Ryan asked, taking a huge sip on whatever it was he was drinking.
"I- Miranda! Miranda! Not Melissa!"I smacked my hand against my head a little too hard,"Ow."

"Dude you are so drunk,"Ryan grinned at me.
"Really? Cause I'm not the one who just knocked my drink over without realising,"I smirked, pointing to his overturned drink.
"Dammit!"Ryan stared in dismay at his drink slowly spreading across the table,"Oh well. Come on, lets go get another one,"He jumped out of the booth and pulled me to my feet. Before I could register that I felt dizzy he was dragging me through the dancefloor.

"Ryan wait!"I shouted over the throbbing music.
"What is it?"He yelled back.
"Do you really think we should be getting another one?!"
"What did you say?!"He moved closer so his face was right next to mine.
I took in a gulp and said,"Do you really think we should be having another one?!"I moved away to look at him.
He grabbed me and pulled me closer to him again,"We may as well have another one while we wait for Clarissa to pick us up!"

"Miranda!"
"What?!"He looked at me confused as he started walking backwards through the thriving crowd. I gave up and started following him. For some reason the bodies were getting harder and harder to squeeze through. I reached the edge and stumbled out, almost falling over. Instead I fell onto someone standing at the bar.
"Oh jesus I'm so sorry. Did I knock your drink over? I'll buy you a new one,"I rambled, trying to get myself to stand up straight. When the dude turned around, I recognised him.
"You didn't knock my drink over cause I haven't got one. But you can sure pay for my next one,"Ryan grinned at me.

"Fuck off,"I smiled back. We both stared at each other as my vision slanted. I was about to fall over if I didnt do something. At the last second I grabbed at the bar on either side of Ryan, feeling slightly better now that I didnt feel like I was about to fall over.

That was a dumb move. Now I had Ryan trapped in front of me, staring at my lips. Something in the back of my head was telling me to stop. To move away. The last time I let myself get lost with Ryan, bad things had happened between Gerard and I.
"Gerard and I arent together though. And neither are you and Brendon,"I said out loud without meaning to.
"What?"Ryan asked, barely audible.
"I- didnt mean to say that out loud,"I was doing my best not to look at his face. If I did, then I would probably regret what happened after that, but the alcohol was starting to take over, telling me neither of us would remember.
"Frankie,"Ryan's hands were on my hips. I glanced down at them before dragging my eyes up his body, past his lips and up to his eyes and then I was gone. My mouth crashed against his, burning up at the familiar taste. And then everything went black.

-time lapse-

"Oh god. Oh god oh god oh my god,"I groaned and dragged my pillow over my eyes to block out the brightness. I lay there for a while, willing the room to stop spinning. Very slowly I pulled the pillow away from my eyes, blinking away the sick feeling. I slowly sat up and looked around. The first thing I saw was a glass of water and some aspirin on my bedside table. There was alost a note from Miranda telling me to enjoy waking up and to be ready by two.

I glanced at my clock and saw that I still had three hours to try and deal. The bed creaked beneath me as someone groaned next to me. Oh jesus, who did I take home last night? I carefully turned around to see Ryan, oh fuck, jump out of bed butt naked and run out.
"Third door on the right!"I shouted and immediately regretted it,"Christ,"I gulped down the aspirin and water as a wave of memories hit me full on, causing my head to start throbbing.

Ryan came stumbling back in looking pale and exhausted,"What the fuck?"He fell down onto the bed and pulled the blanket over his naked body. Just the sight of it was bringing back a few images of me fucking him against the door.
"Miranda's the one that lives in LA right?"Ryan croaked.
"Mmm."
"I like her. She left me aspirin and water and a note."

"Yeah she does that every time I get drunk. She's a fucking life saver,"I groaned and fell back down, letting my head thump back into my pillow.
"So what the fuck happened last night?"Ryan asked quietly.
"Uh..."
"Hmm."
"The last solid thing I remember is you dragging me through the dancefloor so you could get another drink,"I pinched the bridge of my nose as the nausea set in.
"Yeah and then you fell on me. Then we kissed. Then I told you to call Miranda. Then we started making out. Thats the last thing I remember.

"Jesus christ. What the fuck is wrong with me?"I muttered.
"I dont think I've ever gotten that drunk before. How did that even happen?"Ryan asked, bewildered. He rolled onto his side to look at me.
"Oh dont worry. Its all my fault. You go out drinking with me, you get really drunk,"I smiled at him. There was a soft knock on the door.
"Uh-"Ryan looked at me, about to freakout.
"Come in,"I yawned.

"How're you guys doing?"Miranda asked quietly as she walked in.
"Dont even ask,"I groaned and slid further under the covers, dying to go back to sleep.
"You wanna know my part? I was woken up at three in the fucking morning by a phonecall from you telling me you were to drunk to drive and needed a lift. I turn up at the club twenty minutes later and I cant find you anywhere. Then I find you two making out in a booth. You both kept trying to make me have a drink with you,"Miranda gave me a look that I ignored.

"Oh man. I'm so sorry,"Ryan said,"I cant believe that even happened. Never in my life have I ever had so much to drink."
"Obviously you've never gone drinking with Frank,"Miranda wouldn't stop staring at me.
"Sorry Miranda,"I mumbled and avoided her knowing gaze.
"Shit, I'm gonna call my Mum and tell her that I crashed at yours,"Ryan went to get out of bed but stopped and looked at Miranda,"Sorry but uh could you-"
"Right, no problem. Sorry,"She smiled at him then winked at me before leaving.

Instead of finding his phone like I expected, Ryan turned back to me and said,"Frank I need to know what this is...?"
"Uh-"
"Because I dont want a- a relationship. Not that its you or-"
"Oh thank christ. I am really in no place for a relationship of any sort,"A smile of relief broke out on my face.
"But was last night a mistake?"
"Um. I dont think it was a mistake exactly... Not like last time anyway. Because both of us are actually single so..."I trailed off, not daring to say what I wanted to.

Ryan was silent for a moment before saying,"I've still got two more nights here..."
I cleared my throat and looked at him through my hair hopefully,"You thinking what I'm thinking?"
Ryan grinned at me and nodded before moving closer to me on the bed and kissing me softly on the mouth.