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ch3.I'm not sassy.
0 reviewsGerard and Mikey are at home getting ready to go out to Club Nero.
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(Gerard's POV)
It was saturday night. I'd been looking forward to tonight for days! And to be honest, i hateClub Nero, with a passion. I just wanted to see Fall Out Boy again... and maybe i was kind of looking forward to seeing Pete again.
"Gee!" I heard a voice call from down the hallway. "Get your sassy ass in here!". It was Mikey. I rolled my eyes. Somehow, i had managed to persuade Mikey to come down to Club Nero with me. I told him they were having a band night with loads of great bands, although i only knew about Fall Out Boy.
I opened the door to Mikey's room. He was stood shirtless in the middle of the room holding up two tee shirts. "Purple or red?" he asked. I smiled, typical Mikey. He looked pretty, he was good looking... you know, not in a creepy way since he is my younger brother. But i could understand why other people hit on him so much when we were out. His hair was styled so it had volume at the front. It was a dark brown colour, matching his eyes.
"Well!?" He pouted, pushing his hip to one side.
"Purple." I replied simply. Mikey grinned, throwing the red shirt to one side and sliding the purple one slowly over his head. "Thanks Gee!" he beamed.
"No problem." I told him ... "Oh and Mikey, I'm not sassy!". I stormed out of the room, closing the door swiftly behind me.
"Whatever!" I heard Mikey shout down the hall. I smiled, i couldn't help it.
I skipped back to my own room, clearly excited to see Pete again. I hadn't stopped thinking about him since we'd met, which i guess was a little weird since i don't know him, but who cares? As long as nobody could read my mind i was safe. I pulled a small stool up infront of my mirror and stared at my reflection. "Ughhh..." i moaned. I really had tried to make an effort to look good. I'd even attempted to apply eyeliner, like pete's, but it looked awful. I was wearing tight jeans... again like pete, and the same waistcoat i wore when i met him. Wait... will he think i'm weird if i wear the same clothes? ... I pulled on my leather jacket over the top. Oh god, i really wasn't sassy was I? honestly i wished i was, but I was as ready as i was going to be.
"Mikes' are you ready to go?" i shouted to him,
"Gimme a sec!" he called... i could hear him rustling around in his room, then i heard his footsteps stumbling over to my room. He opened the door, looking obviously better than me. Great.
"Gee let's go!" he grinned. I grabbed the car keys and linked my arm with his.
"Let's go..." i repeated back to him. I was ready to go... i guess. I hoped Pete would remember me, but there was only one way to find out. Off to Club Nero.
It was saturday night. I'd been looking forward to tonight for days! And to be honest, i hateClub Nero, with a passion. I just wanted to see Fall Out Boy again... and maybe i was kind of looking forward to seeing Pete again.
"Gee!" I heard a voice call from down the hallway. "Get your sassy ass in here!". It was Mikey. I rolled my eyes. Somehow, i had managed to persuade Mikey to come down to Club Nero with me. I told him they were having a band night with loads of great bands, although i only knew about Fall Out Boy.
I opened the door to Mikey's room. He was stood shirtless in the middle of the room holding up two tee shirts. "Purple or red?" he asked. I smiled, typical Mikey. He looked pretty, he was good looking... you know, not in a creepy way since he is my younger brother. But i could understand why other people hit on him so much when we were out. His hair was styled so it had volume at the front. It was a dark brown colour, matching his eyes.
"Well!?" He pouted, pushing his hip to one side.
"Purple." I replied simply. Mikey grinned, throwing the red shirt to one side and sliding the purple one slowly over his head. "Thanks Gee!" he beamed.
"No problem." I told him ... "Oh and Mikey, I'm not sassy!". I stormed out of the room, closing the door swiftly behind me.
"Whatever!" I heard Mikey shout down the hall. I smiled, i couldn't help it.
I skipped back to my own room, clearly excited to see Pete again. I hadn't stopped thinking about him since we'd met, which i guess was a little weird since i don't know him, but who cares? As long as nobody could read my mind i was safe. I pulled a small stool up infront of my mirror and stared at my reflection. "Ughhh..." i moaned. I really had tried to make an effort to look good. I'd even attempted to apply eyeliner, like pete's, but it looked awful. I was wearing tight jeans... again like pete, and the same waistcoat i wore when i met him. Wait... will he think i'm weird if i wear the same clothes? ... I pulled on my leather jacket over the top. Oh god, i really wasn't sassy was I? honestly i wished i was, but I was as ready as i was going to be.
"Mikes' are you ready to go?" i shouted to him,
"Gimme a sec!" he called... i could hear him rustling around in his room, then i heard his footsteps stumbling over to my room. He opened the door, looking obviously better than me. Great.
"Gee let's go!" he grinned. I grabbed the car keys and linked my arm with his.
"Let's go..." i repeated back to him. I was ready to go... i guess. I hoped Pete would remember me, but there was only one way to find out. Off to Club Nero.
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