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I woke up, my head pounding and my stomach churning. So I decided to keep my eyes closed. Just to be on the safe side.
I turned slightly and froze when I felt someone’s arms tighten around my waist.
Oh fuck, what the hell did I do last night? I thought.
Better yet, who the hell did I do last night. I thought as I realized I was naked under the covers.
“Shit!” I whispered, sitting up and opening my eyes.
My eyes widened and I gasped in shock as I realized where I was.
I swallowed hard and looked around at the numerous items of clothing that was carelessly tossed around the room.
I closed my eyes and reopened them.
I slowly unraveled myself from Gerard and slid his arms away from me.
I picked up my clothes off the floor and got dressed in record time, praying that Gerard wouldn’t wake up.
What the fuck have I done?! I thought panicky.
I sighed softly and looked over at Gerard’s angelic sleeping figure, before turning the knob and stepping outside.
All I wanted to do was crawl back in bed with him and watch him sleep peacefully, then kiss him softly as he opened his eyes for the first time today. But I couldn’t have that. I fucked up. He fucked up. We fucked up.
There was noise in the kitchen, and I knew then that Mikey was already awake.
I climbed the stairs slowly, gripping the banister for support in fear of falling.
I walked into the kitchen and saw Mikey making toast.
“I made you some toast, it’s on the table, along with a glass of orange juice and some pain killers. I knew you would be needing them.” Mikey said; his back turned to me.
“Thanks Mikes.” I mumbled, sitting down at the table and holding my throbbing head.
“So, you have fun last night?” Mikey asked; his back still turned to me.
“Yeah, yeah. It was fun. Should do it again sometime.” I said, gulping down my orange juice and two painkillers.
“Except next time I wont drink so much.” I added lowly.
“Yeah, you were pretty wasted.” Mikey laughed.
“I know. I can feel it.” I moaned.
“So… How are you and Gerard doing?” Mikey asked, finally facing me and revealing his smirk.
“W-what you mean how we’re going?” I asked nervously.
“Well you two were talking yesterday before we left, only briefly, and it was only a conversation on how to get to where we were going, but it was a start.” Mikey shrugged, setting his plate down and sitting across from me.
I let out a breath I didn’t know I was keeping in.
“What did you think I meant?” Mikey asked, mouth full of buttered toast.
“Nothing, I guess I just forgot.” I lied.
Mikey smiled before adding: “You sure you’ve got nothing going on?”
“No Mikey! Geez! Just let it go! Nothing’s going on!” I said defensively.
“Okay, okay. Fine… All I’m saying is, I heard you two last night, and besides being completely creped and grossed out, I know there’s something still there between you’s that you’re not admitting to.” Mikey said seriously, turning and walking away, leaving me shocked.