Categories > Celebrities > Fall Out Boy > The Unexpected Desires of the Heart
I rush to the waiting room and say that I’m ready to go. They’re quizzical about my red face and stuttering but they ignore it and we walk to the bus. We go to a hotel near-by. Naturally Joe and I share a room but I go to sleep immediately after a shower. I’m too stressed to talk to Joe. I can’t face him right now. I’m a pathetic excuse for a boyfriend. I shouldn’t have just sat there and let Pete kiss me. But what’s more, I shouldn’t have enjoyed it. Joe wraps his arms around me. He kisses my neck. I move away with a sigh.
“Sorry baby I’m just tired” the lie burns as it rolls off my tongue.
He nods “Night babe…”
“I’m a pathetic looser.” I tell my reflection.
It’s 3am and I can’t sleep.
I sigh and walk down to the vending machines. I buy a lot of worthless junk food and two diet cokes. I quickly eat in the vending room and begin chugging the diet cokes on my way to the lobby’s bathroom. I chug the other diet coke and throw it into the trashcan. I lean over the toilet and shove my fingers down my throat. I can’t believe I’m doing it again.
After my vomiting I rinse my mouth and look into the mirror. I deserve it. I hurt Joe. I deserve worse.
I sigh and trudge back up to the room.
Miserable doesn’t explain my mood. Depressed would be an understatement. We go up to visit Pete again and I’m silent. He says stuff to me but I just shrug and nod. I don’t speak to him until after his casts are gone and we’re going back on tour.
~~~~~~ Tour Re-begins~~~~~~~
Joe sits on my lap and kisses me. Despite the Pete drama and the fact that I’m, again, hiding bulimia, Joe and I are doing pretty good. We haven’t had Pete around to stress us out. We’re also taking it slow. We’ve yet to actually have sex. Which is ok with me although if he said he wanted to I would in a heartbeat. We just don’t want a relationship revolved around sex.
He smiles and kisses me again. Pete rolls his eyes and clears his throat. I blush and look down. Pete sighs and goes to his bunk. I follow him.
“What?”
“You. Kissing him like that. It isn’t fair!” he says like a little kid.
I sigh.
“And I think you felt something. When I kissed you, you got all tense and stuttery. You liked it!”
“No, I didn’t!”
“Then why did you ignore me?”
“Because I don’t love you!” I yell.
Andy, Mark, and Joe turn to us. I blush and crawl into Joe’s bunk. I curl up and cry onto his pillow.
“Sorry baby I’m just tired” the lie burns as it rolls off my tongue.
He nods “Night babe…”
“I’m a pathetic looser.” I tell my reflection.
It’s 3am and I can’t sleep.
I sigh and walk down to the vending machines. I buy a lot of worthless junk food and two diet cokes. I quickly eat in the vending room and begin chugging the diet cokes on my way to the lobby’s bathroom. I chug the other diet coke and throw it into the trashcan. I lean over the toilet and shove my fingers down my throat. I can’t believe I’m doing it again.
After my vomiting I rinse my mouth and look into the mirror. I deserve it. I hurt Joe. I deserve worse.
I sigh and trudge back up to the room.
Miserable doesn’t explain my mood. Depressed would be an understatement. We go up to visit Pete again and I’m silent. He says stuff to me but I just shrug and nod. I don’t speak to him until after his casts are gone and we’re going back on tour.
~~~~~~ Tour Re-begins~~~~~~~
Joe sits on my lap and kisses me. Despite the Pete drama and the fact that I’m, again, hiding bulimia, Joe and I are doing pretty good. We haven’t had Pete around to stress us out. We’re also taking it slow. We’ve yet to actually have sex. Which is ok with me although if he said he wanted to I would in a heartbeat. We just don’t want a relationship revolved around sex.
He smiles and kisses me again. Pete rolls his eyes and clears his throat. I blush and look down. Pete sighs and goes to his bunk. I follow him.
“What?”
“You. Kissing him like that. It isn’t fair!” he says like a little kid.
I sigh.
“And I think you felt something. When I kissed you, you got all tense and stuttery. You liked it!”
“No, I didn’t!”
“Then why did you ignore me?”
“Because I don’t love you!” I yell.
Andy, Mark, and Joe turn to us. I blush and crawl into Joe’s bunk. I curl up and cry onto his pillow.
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