More texting, kissing and glares.
Again short. Really tired. iPod low charge. Need sleep. Pissed at sister. Happy got bvb stuff. Read. Enjoy or not. R&R. Please. Thank you. ;)
"Oh for god's sake Mikey! Put the fucking phone down!!" I exclaimed, getting annoyed as Mikey's phone went off for the billionth time in the last half-hour of walking home.
"No, Lacey's texting me!" Mikey moaned, continuing to text.
"Who's Lacey?" Frank asked, looking confused.
"Lacey's his girlfriend," I explain, "You look cute when your confused." Frank blushed and looked at the ground. Mikey's phone beeped again, and he giggled as he read the text. I sigh and roll my eyes, earning a smile from Frank.
When we reached his house, Frank held on to my hand,
"Do you want to come in?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, smiling.
"Yes! Anything to get away from him." I say, gesturing to Mikey. Frank giggled and lead me into the house.
As soon as the door was closed, Frankie pressed me up against the wall next to it, pressing his lips to mine. Moaning quietly, I place one hand in his hair and the on the small of his back. He removed my Iron Maiden, his hands roaming my torso. I pulled his off, reconnecting our lips then slowly sliding my tongue along his bottom lip, groaning as he pulled me closer.
Before I knew it we were on his bed, his small body on mine. Frank moved his lips to my neck as he unbuckled my belt, sliding my jeans down my legs.
"Frankie..." I start, but he presses his lips back to mine before I could say more, he pushes his hips into mine, making moan.
"Frankie..." I say again as he leaves my lips to begin gently sucking on my collarbone. I'm gonna hate myself for doing this.
"Frank stop." He paused and looked up at me, his eyes showing confusion, but not in the cute way, in the sad way. "I don't want you making any mistakes." I begin to explain, hoping he'd see where I was coming from.
"There no mistakes when it comes to you, Gee." He says, a small smile appearing on his light lips. He moves forward and kisses me gently on the lips, I leaned into it, making him kiss me harder. Oh come on! Why is he so damn hot?!
"Why are you making this hard for me?" I ask looking at him. He glances down, then giggles, I just realised how that sounded.
"Oh no, I meant-" I was cut off by Frank kissing me again,
"I know what you mean. I just got carried away." Frank says smiling. "But your gonna have to fix that." He added, grinning. I sighed and looked down towards my underwear, yeah I do need to fix that.
"I'm gonna have a shower." I say, then see Frank grin again, "By myself." Frank slid off me and sat on the bed, sulking. I move and to sit next to him, "Next time." I whisper into his ear, and then headed for the bathroom.
I collected my shirt from downstairs and was about to go back to my room when I heard moans coming from the bathroom. Gerard?
I smiled to myself as I passed the bathroom door, hearing the moans my clearer now. Gerard moaned again, making me feel a stirring in my southern area, fuck, I was getting hard from just his moans! When I hear the water shut off, I walk back to my room, sitting on my bed, mindlessly playing with Gerard Iron Maiden shirt as he walks in. His hair and skin was dripping wet and he was only wearing a towel loosely wrapped round his waist. He glanced at me, and smirked,
"Bathrooms free." He said, I looked at my crouch seeing I was hard, fuck Gerard. Oh yes, fuck Gerard.
"Uh yeah, okay." I mumble. As I pass him to go to the bathroom I smell the sweet scent of my shampoo drifting if Gerard.
I really need to learn and control myself.
I was still angry at tall faggot for beating me up. Ugh I hate him. He was just so cocky about that fight as well, as if he didn't put any effort into it, though the hit to the head must of taken some energy as it still hurt like fuck. And dint even make me mention my balls, he kneed then pretty damn hard.
I walked through the small ally's around Belleville, not heading anywhere in particular. I noticed someone at the other end of the ally I just entered. He had dark hair with a fringe swept over his right eye, he was small and didn't look very strong. His eyes were rimmed with black eye liner. Ah, I know him! I've seen him around school sometimes, emo faggot.
As he got closer he lifted his head and saw me, I could see the shock and fear in his eyes. I was deciding if I should beat him up or not, when a large english bull dog ran up to the emo boy, growling slightly when it saw me.
"Hemingway, come on." The emo spoke, clipping the dog onto a red lead. As I passed them, the boy kept his head down, but the dog growled at me, showing no fear.
"Keep that fucking dog under control faggot." I say, trying not to look afraid that the dog might attack me. The boy muttered a 'sorry' under his breath, walking faster now.
I came out of the ally to see a street named 'Salter Place', I hadn't been around here before, but I'll just wander around until I see somewhere familiar. I was passing a house just as the front door opened, revealing Frank and Gerard, the two faggots. Gerard stepped out if the house, turning to kiss Frank, ugh. I walked on, looking straight ahead, not bothering to glare at them as I heard my name being mentioned.
I just wanted to get home.
Yeah, im back to normal! And I got some ideas:) listening to 'We Stitch These Wounds' by Black Veil Brides when writing this, it's s good song, I reccomend it ;)
R&R and get a kissy from Frankie :D