Whoa, well I never meant to brag
But I've gotten what I wanted now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But God does it feel so good


I wake up next to Amber, her back pressed up against my unclothed chest, the heat radiating off of her feeling incredibly wonderful in my slightly chilled room. I moan, holding her tighter to me as my alarm sounds, letting me know the weekend is over and I have to start another treacherous week of school. At least now I can walk in holding the hand of a girl I’ve loved since middle school. I smile, thinking back on lat nights events. Never in a million years did I think I’d hear Amber tell me she loves me. Although it might be shitty to say, I'm glad she chose me. Groaning, I unwrap my arms from the pretty redhead and crawl out of bed.

“Mmm, come back, Frank,” Amber murmurs, rolling into the spot my body had just been, reaching for me.

I squat down next to the mattress and kiss her soft lips, “You have to get up; we have school.”

Amber sits up, wearing the fucking cutest pout ever; it takes all my will power to not just crawl back in bed with her.

“I don’t have my uniform,” Amber lies, readjusting my shirt so that it’s no longer falling off her shoulder. I take my finger and sweep it back off, enjoying the feeling of her bare skin under my touch.

“Too bad you’ve had an extra one here for almost a year now,” I answer back, walking across the room to pull it out of the top dresser drawer, tossing it in her direction.

Amber lets out a sigh before standing and beginning to get dressed. She glances in my direction a few times, a smile playing across her lips. I can’t help myself; I cross the room, kissing her nose as she fiddles with my tie, trying to make it straight.

“You’re gonna get harassed by everyone when they see those marks I left on your neck, love,” I whisper sitting down next to her, pulling her onto my lap, needing to feel her warm touch. I still can't believe that she's mine, it's the best feeling in the entire world.

Her hands lock behind my neck and her lips land on mine a few times before replying, “I’ll just tell them to fuck off.”

I frown a little, “What about Mikey?”

Amber’s face falls, her lip instantly going between her teeth, “Gerard said he’d handle it. I just hope he isn’t too upset. I’d hate it if I fucked up your freindship. God, I’m a terrible person.”

“Hey,” I catch her eyes, holding the gaze, my fingers tangling in her hair, “You aren’t. You would’ve been hurting not only Mikey but yourself if you staid with him. Things will work out fine, Amber. I don’t want you to worry about it, okay?”

Amber nods before getting up off the bed and trying to fix her hair best she can without a brush.

“Fuck it,” she grumbles, dropping her hand to her side in frustration.

She looks amazing even though she’s in that stupid school uniform. I wrap arms around her waist from behind, pulling her close to my chest. She smiles up at me, craning her neck back so she can kiss me.

“I love you,” I mumble my lips hovering over hers.

“I love you too,” she answer in a small voice.

Together we head out towards Amber’s car. She turns the music up as loud as we can stand it, windows rolled down. I can’t help but smile while we sing along to her mixtape. It’s liberating to be able to look over and know that I have a right to kiss this girl now, to know that at night she’s going to be sleeping in my bed.

As we pull into the parking lot I see Gerard, Mikey, and Ray all waiting for us. Amber pulls down the visor in the car, checking to make sure that the majority of the hickies on her neck are hidden. I kinda feel bad about it. I know how the kids at our school are; she’s gonna get hassled for it.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper in her ear as we open the car doors, heading towards our other friends.

“Don’t worry about it, but hey, just for your faces sake, maybe stay out of Bob’s way today,” she answers, stopping in front of Gerard. He offers her a smile which she returns. Ray just smirks, eyes landing on our intertwined fingers. He’s going to give Amber so much crap if he sees her neck. Mikey gives Amber a weak smile before averting his gaze, finding some interest in the asphalt beneath his feet.

“Ready for another day of hell on Earth?” Gerard questions as we all begin to walk throught the parking lot towards the front of the school.

Amber giggles just at the right time, causing her collar to slip a little, revealing on of the dark purple marks on her neck. Ray reaches out and places a finger on the marks. He gets a shit eating grin on his face, shaking his head at Amber and I. The redhead stick her tongue out at Ray, moving to walk a little closer to me.

At the end of the hall we all part ways. I blow Amber a kiss as she follows Mikey down the hallway towards their English class. I really hope that things between them can go back to the way they were before they dated.

“Someone got laid last night,” Ray jokes in a sing-song voice.

“Shut up, nothing happened. She just staid over,” I respond back.

“Yeah, did she get mauled by a bear at your house?” Gerard questions, joining in on the joke. “You had sex last night.”

“I did not,” I respond back, gently hitting Gerard in the chest.

He pretends like it actually hurts, “Maybe you punched her in the neck instead.”

All three of us laugh. Before Gerard and I disappear into our Chemistry classroom, Ray waves goodbye, heading out the back door and continuing on to the public school just up the road.

As Gerard and I settle into our usual table in the back, I spin my chair to face him. All joking aside, I really do care about how Mikey feels. I know it ate me alive to see Amber with anyone else. I don’t want to be hurting my new friend. He deserves better than that. No, I woudn’t end things with Amber, but I’d definitely make sure there were no displays of affection in front of him.

“Gee, how’s Mikey doing?”

Gerard frowns a little, “He’s stil pretty torn up, but I had a conversation with him about it all last night. He knows that you make Amber really happy and that you’re good with her. He admits he never really knew how to handle her and was kind of in love with the idea of Amber as opposed to who she actually is.”

I nod. Amber gets that a lot. She’s a handful and it takes someone with a shit load of patients, a hard head, and a good sense of humor to be with her. I’m not saying that Mikey isn’t all those things, I just don’t think Amber ever let him get close enough to try and help her. “I’m sorry that all this is happening. Amber can be, well Amber.”

Gerard grins at me, “Hey, there’s no hard feelings between any of us. Mikey will get over seeing you two together. I’m not mad at you for liking her and I’m not upset with her for wanting to be with you. You two are probably meant for each other. I’d just like a wedding invitation.”

“Sure thing brother,” I answer back before turning to pay attention to the teacher.

Notes

Song: Misery Business by Paramore