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“You shaved?” Andy exclaims incredulously.
Joe nods with a sly smile “Well it didn’t just disappear…”
“But…we’ve been begging you for months to shave it off… it looks like you’re a werewolf or something!” Pete points out.
Joe shrugs “It got itchy…”
I raise an eyebrow. Wasn’t that what I said? It’s itchy?
Joe looks over at me with a smile “So, I got rid of it…”
I frown. Why would he give a flying fuck what I thought? I shrug, I guess there’s nothing I can do but feel grateful. But I can’t help but wonder why. He let me take the shower first. He had the paper sack when I needed it. He refused to let me sleep on the bad bed. Could he…no. There’s no way in hell he likes me. I sigh.
He walks over and plops onto my lap.
“Have I just become your personal chair or something?”
Joe nods “Why of course Pattykins.”
“Pattykins?”
He nods “I thought I’d use something other than Pattycakes so… there ya go.”
I roll my eyes “Weirdo.”
Is that considered a pet name?
“Yuppers!”
I roll my eyes “There’s no insulting you, is there?”
“Nah, cause its mostly true. Call me stupid, you’re right. Call me a druggie, you were right. Call me retarded, you’re still right. And the people who call me fat are so correct.”
I roll my eyes “How in the hell are you fat?”
He lifts up a shirt and hits his stomach “See this? It jiggles.”
“Whatever. You’re not fat.”
He frowns “What are you saying?”
“You aren’t. But me… I’m huge. It’s nasty really…”
“No, it’s not. I was only kidding; I know I’m not fat. Just too skinny. But you aren’t fat either. I think you’re size is perfect. No insanely obese but not like a toothpick. Right in the middle, perfect.”
I feel my face heat up as Andy and Pete chorus “Awe!”
“Alright well, I was just coming in here to let Pat know that I’m going to sleep. So, night guys…”
I fake a yawn “Actually I’m tired too so, night night.”
We stand up to leave the room.
“By the way… you two really got screwed with the pink covers…” Joe laughs.
Andy and Pete blush.
We walk into the room and right in front of my eyes, Joe Trohman strips down to his boxers. My eyes widen and I try to look away. A useless attempt. I bite my lip, praying he doesn’t notice my staring. His boxers are black and blue pinstriped. They’re cute really. He smiles over at me.
“What?”
I blink out of my trance “What, what?”
“You just…zoned out I guess.”
I nod “Yeah…”
He playfully pushes me down, making me fall onto the bed. He jumps onto the bed, landing beside me. He grins, leaning over to kiss my cheek. I feel my face heat up. He pulls away and grins at me.
“Was that itchy?”
I smile “No… why does it matter?”
He shrugs “Just does….”
We’re on our way back to Chicago for a few days. A small break so Pete can go screw his girlfriend and Andy and his fiancé can be together. Normally Joe hangs out with his girlfriend, but as she ditched him, he’s alone like me. I usually just hang out with Pete and his flavor of the month. But being a third wheel just isn’t that fun. So Joe and me have made arrangements to hang out during that time. Yay! That way we aren’t bored and alone. Woot woot!
I yawn and pull the covers up to my nose. I close my eyes and try to sleep. Soon after I finally drift off to sleep, I’m awaken. I rub my eyes, as I’m being shaken awake. I grumble and look up at the figure shaking me. All I can see through the dark, with the slight aide of my nightlight, is a head, with a small Afro. I yawn.
“Hmmm?”
“Are you awake?”
I let out sarcastic laugh “Not at all!”
“Sorry…” he whispers “I um… I had a bad dream….”
“Oh?”
He nods “I don’t really wanna talk about it….”
I nod “You alright?”
“Yeah I just wondered… can I sleep up here with you?”
I smile “Of course…”
He crawls up onto the bunk and wraps his arms around me “You’re comfy…” he mumbles.
Joe nods with a sly smile “Well it didn’t just disappear…”
“But…we’ve been begging you for months to shave it off… it looks like you’re a werewolf or something!” Pete points out.
Joe shrugs “It got itchy…”
I raise an eyebrow. Wasn’t that what I said? It’s itchy?
Joe looks over at me with a smile “So, I got rid of it…”
I frown. Why would he give a flying fuck what I thought? I shrug, I guess there’s nothing I can do but feel grateful. But I can’t help but wonder why. He let me take the shower first. He had the paper sack when I needed it. He refused to let me sleep on the bad bed. Could he…no. There’s no way in hell he likes me. I sigh.
He walks over and plops onto my lap.
“Have I just become your personal chair or something?”
Joe nods “Why of course Pattykins.”
“Pattykins?”
He nods “I thought I’d use something other than Pattycakes so… there ya go.”
I roll my eyes “Weirdo.”
Is that considered a pet name?
“Yuppers!”
I roll my eyes “There’s no insulting you, is there?”
“Nah, cause its mostly true. Call me stupid, you’re right. Call me a druggie, you were right. Call me retarded, you’re still right. And the people who call me fat are so correct.”
I roll my eyes “How in the hell are you fat?”
He lifts up a shirt and hits his stomach “See this? It jiggles.”
“Whatever. You’re not fat.”
He frowns “What are you saying?”
“You aren’t. But me… I’m huge. It’s nasty really…”
“No, it’s not. I was only kidding; I know I’m not fat. Just too skinny. But you aren’t fat either. I think you’re size is perfect. No insanely obese but not like a toothpick. Right in the middle, perfect.”
I feel my face heat up as Andy and Pete chorus “Awe!”
“Alright well, I was just coming in here to let Pat know that I’m going to sleep. So, night guys…”
I fake a yawn “Actually I’m tired too so, night night.”
We stand up to leave the room.
“By the way… you two really got screwed with the pink covers…” Joe laughs.
Andy and Pete blush.
We walk into the room and right in front of my eyes, Joe Trohman strips down to his boxers. My eyes widen and I try to look away. A useless attempt. I bite my lip, praying he doesn’t notice my staring. His boxers are black and blue pinstriped. They’re cute really. He smiles over at me.
“What?”
I blink out of my trance “What, what?”
“You just…zoned out I guess.”
I nod “Yeah…”
He playfully pushes me down, making me fall onto the bed. He jumps onto the bed, landing beside me. He grins, leaning over to kiss my cheek. I feel my face heat up. He pulls away and grins at me.
“Was that itchy?”
I smile “No… why does it matter?”
He shrugs “Just does….”
We’re on our way back to Chicago for a few days. A small break so Pete can go screw his girlfriend and Andy and his fiancé can be together. Normally Joe hangs out with his girlfriend, but as she ditched him, he’s alone like me. I usually just hang out with Pete and his flavor of the month. But being a third wheel just isn’t that fun. So Joe and me have made arrangements to hang out during that time. Yay! That way we aren’t bored and alone. Woot woot!
I yawn and pull the covers up to my nose. I close my eyes and try to sleep. Soon after I finally drift off to sleep, I’m awaken. I rub my eyes, as I’m being shaken awake. I grumble and look up at the figure shaking me. All I can see through the dark, with the slight aide of my nightlight, is a head, with a small Afro. I yawn.
“Hmmm?”
“Are you awake?”
I let out sarcastic laugh “Not at all!”
“Sorry…” he whispers “I um… I had a bad dream….”
“Oh?”
He nods “I don’t really wanna talk about it….”
I nod “You alright?”
“Yeah I just wondered… can I sleep up here with you?”
I smile “Of course…”
He crawls up onto the bunk and wraps his arms around me “You’re comfy…” he mumbles.
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