Ice cream parlour.

I run through the door, knowing I don’t have enough time to get ready. Man I need way more than a couple of hours. Especially if I want to get Frank’s attention in any way, shape or form. Knowing that he’s gay has kind of got my hopes up in a way, at the same time knowing that he dated Pete Wentz also breaks them. I have no idea how I’m meant to compete with that, maybe one day.
“Mikey, did you get my text?” I ask slightly out of breath from where I rushed, I really need to exercise more.
“Yeah, I’ll be ready in time.” He mumbles, engrossed in his texting.
“Heard from the guys?”
“Yeah, they can’t come, it’s Ray’s cousins birthday. Bob went with him cause he has like a massive crush on her or something. Ray finds it funny, apparently he follows her round like a puppy when they’re in the same place.”
“Damn I need to see that one day.” I say laughing and Mikey hums in agreement. I fire off a quick text to Frank to tell him what is going on.
After a quick shower, and nearly slipping as I got out, I rummage through my wardrobe debating what to wear. I have no clue, ugh; I’ll do my make up first.
I get out my foundation first; I like to make my face slightly paler than it already is.
Next I get out my red eye shadow, and slightly go around my eyes with it, not to thick, not too thin.
Lastly I get my trusty eyeliner and put a thin line under each eye, smudging slightly.
Now, back to what I’m going to wear. I look back into my wardrobe; my red tie catches my eye. Perfect.
I grab some other items of clothing and shove them on.
I’m now dressed in black skinny jeans with rips randomly placed over them. A tight fitting black shirt, which makes me look slightly thinner than I am. Black converse, and finally my silk red tie.
I look at the time; I still have an hour till Frank gets here. I grab my straighteners and get them on so that they can heat up.

When I finish straightening my hair I hear the doorbell go off. I turn them off and make my way upstairs, I hear small voices from Frank and Mikey talking, something about how good tonight is going to be. “Hey guys.” I say, to get their attention.
“Hey Gee.” Frank says, then turns to face me. When he does his mouth opens slightly. “Oh.” Is all he says. Crap. Is that a good oh? Or is that a bad oh? Do I look terribly, I bet I look terrible. Fuck, I don’t even have time to change. Damn it I screwed up. Frank clears his throat. “Uhm- Yeah we better leave. Uh, it’s not far so we’ll be able to walk.” He turns around quickly walking out the house, me and Mikey follow, locking the place up.

Frank was right, it really didn’t take us long to get there. Most of the journey was filled with silence, there was random bits of small talk, mainly from Mikey, Frank seems really distracted tonight, maybe I should ask him what’s wrong. I’ll wait till I can get him alone.
As we walk up to the house the music is rather loud, then again we did hear it a couple of streets back, how he doesn’t get complaints from the neighbours is beyond me.
We walk up to the front door, it’s already open.
“We should go find Pete before we do anything else.” Frank shouts over the music. We just nod, there isn’t much point of replying, it’s hard to hear in here.
It doesn’t take long to find him, he’s in the kitchen, surrounded by a lot of girls, and a couple of girls. As soon as he see’s Frank he makes his way through the people. He hugs Frank, picking him up and spinning him around, Frank giggles. Jealousy runs through me, I know I shouldn’t feel that way, they’re not together now.
They talk into each others ears for a while, Frank gestures to us and Pete glances over, looking us up and down. Damn he’s even more attractive in person, but yet Frank still is more attractive. How does he not get the crowds of girls, and guys? Pete says one more thing to Frank which causes him to blush, I wish I could be the one to make him blush.
Pete comes over to us, shakes our hands, but pulls me close. Weird he didn’t with Mikey, “it’s good to put a face to the name, I’ve heard a lot about you.” Pete shouts into my ear. Huh maybe Frank told him about the staring and the art. That’s the only thing that I can think that he might’ve said.
He walks away and joins the crowd again who instantly pay attention to him, stopping their conversations mid way.
Frank leads us to get drinks. Brilliant, a bit of liquid confidence is just what I need.
“C’mon guys!” Frank shouts. “It’s time to party hard”

After a few drinks, I start feeling it. Somewhere along the way, I managed to lose both Frank and Mikey, which kind of sucks. I make my way into the garden for a smoke, I push pass many people to get to the back so that I can have my fag in peace. When I do get to the bottom, there’s one other person there, that person just so happens to be Frank. “Hey.” I mumble. He looks up shocked, when he see’s it’s me he gives a small smile. “You ok? You’ve seemed very distracted today.” I say as I sit next to him.
He sighs. “Yeah just got some stuff on my mind.”
“You know you can tell me anything right?”
He nods. “I know but, it’s really complicated.”
“Ok well if there is anything. Just let me know.”
He looks like he’s debating something, “Ya know, I’m pretty drunk right now.”
“Hmm I think I am as well.”
Then he leans closer, the next thing I know is his lips are pressed against mine. As soon as I registered what was happening, he was gone again. Wide eyes. Then he was gone. I look up to see him pushing through people.
What the hell?
Why?
He was probably just too drunk to realise what he was doing.
I feel like this has sobered me up.
I get up in search of another drink. I think it’s time to get so wasted I forget what just happened.

Notes

Hmm drunk kisses.

They could mean anything, anything at all.

Sorry once again I took a while, I just have hardly anytime to myself, I also get very distracted. Mainly by Willow.
Partially by other story ideas popping into my head.
Then I'm like NO YOU'RE ALREADY WRITING ONE DO THAT.
but yeah
enjoy
comment if you wish
give suggestions maybe it'll help me write quicker ;) haha
ok night. (It's like 11 at night and like Willow will wake me up at 6 sigh)