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Emelia's P.O.V.
Once again the concert went down with perfection. But Gerard was being his flirty, cocky, horny, asshole, man-whore self so I wanted nothing to do with him considering he had at least four girls hanging all over him.
"You glare at him any harder he'll burst into flames." Frank said.
"I hope so." I said.
"What happened, last night you two seemed okay, did he do something wrong?" He asked. I pointed at him. "Ahh...well...umm, I don't know what to say. At least he's not drunk?" It came out more like a question rather than a statement.
"Still he might as well be." I snapped.
"Look there's an after party, a couple drinks will make it all better." Frank said.
"Frank you and I both know that me a alcohol don't go well together." I said.
"I said a couple not seven bottles o-"
"Shhhh you said we'd never speak of that again." I hissed.
"I just said th-"
"No,"
"But."
"No!"
"But I was just say-"
"Frank shut up!" I said.
"Fine I'll watch you and make sure you don't overdo it. Happy now?" Frank asked.
"Yes, I'm happy." I said still glaring at Gerard.
*
"Em that's five." Frank said.
"No its not." I said.
"Yes it is, and I think you should slow down." He said nervously.
"Frankie, I got this." I said putting down another shot.
"You said a couple drinks and you've drank a lot so far." He said. "And its all because you're glaring at Gerard who's pissing you off because he has a ton of girls hanging all over him, so I suggest you stop staring at Gerard put down the shots and go dance or something."
"I'm fine Frankie I promise." I lied.
"No you're jealous that's why you're all evil and stuff, so like I suggested we step away from the alcohol and go do something, before you do something highly uncalled for." He said.
"Fine." I said before snatching the bottle of vodka from behind the bar.
"I didn't mean take it with you." Frank said.
"Well deal with it, and I'm not sharing." I said taking a long drink from the bottle.
"I'd really like it if you'd give me the bottle Em." Frank said.
"I told you I wasn't sharing." I said.
"Natalya Emelia Carfagna! Give me the alcohol." He demanded.
"No, Frank Anthony Iero." I said. I thought for a minute, looking at Gerard and then back at Frank. "Okay...hows my dress look?"
"Well to be honest, I like seeing you in a black dress, so it looks fine, maybe a little too short, I say maybe because you're wearing heels and I'm short so I don't really know, but other than that you look amazing. Why?"
I handed him the vodka. Hold on." I said. I started walking over towards Gerard.
"Hey, Em that's not a good idea." Frank said chasing after me. "Please slow down you're walking too fast."
"Frank I'm in four inch heels." I said.
"You're still walking really fast." He said.
"I am not. Stay here." I said.
"Emelia you can have the vodka back just please don't do this." Frank said. "You'll regret it in the morning." I ignored him and walked up to Gerard grabbed him by his hair and crashed my lips to his, totally interrupting a conversation he was having with some blonde girl that looked like she was at least 22.
It was an amazing kiss. I'm not quite sure if that's the alcohol talking or me talking. Either way I liked it. When I pulled away Gerard looked dazed. I grabbed his balls then looked at the blonde.
"These are mine. So fuck off." I said harshly. I let Gerard go before strutting off smugly.
"Are you out of your fucking mind!" Frank yelled. "You basically just made Gerard your bitch, and he still looks confused because he's not quite sure what just happened." Frank was right, Gerard was still in a daze.
"Then I have proven my point." I said.
"Which was?" He asked.
"I have no fucking clue." I said taking the bottle of vodka from Frank and taking a long drink from it.
Once again the concert went down with perfection. But Gerard was being his flirty, cocky, horny, asshole, man-whore self so I wanted nothing to do with him considering he had at least four girls hanging all over him.
"You glare at him any harder he'll burst into flames." Frank said.
"I hope so." I said.
"What happened, last night you two seemed okay, did he do something wrong?" He asked. I pointed at him. "Ahh...well...umm, I don't know what to say. At least he's not drunk?" It came out more like a question rather than a statement.
"Still he might as well be." I snapped.
"Look there's an after party, a couple drinks will make it all better." Frank said.
"Frank you and I both know that me a alcohol don't go well together." I said.
"I said a couple not seven bottles o-"
"Shhhh you said we'd never speak of that again." I hissed.
"I just said th-"
"No,"
"But."
"No!"
"But I was just say-"
"Frank shut up!" I said.
"Fine I'll watch you and make sure you don't overdo it. Happy now?" Frank asked.
"Yes, I'm happy." I said still glaring at Gerard.
*
"Em that's five." Frank said.
"No its not." I said.
"Yes it is, and I think you should slow down." He said nervously.
"Frankie, I got this." I said putting down another shot.
"You said a couple drinks and you've drank a lot so far." He said. "And its all because you're glaring at Gerard who's pissing you off because he has a ton of girls hanging all over him, so I suggest you stop staring at Gerard put down the shots and go dance or something."
"I'm fine Frankie I promise." I lied.
"No you're jealous that's why you're all evil and stuff, so like I suggested we step away from the alcohol and go do something, before you do something highly uncalled for." He said.
"Fine." I said before snatching the bottle of vodka from behind the bar.
"I didn't mean take it with you." Frank said.
"Well deal with it, and I'm not sharing." I said taking a long drink from the bottle.
"I'd really like it if you'd give me the bottle Em." Frank said.
"I told you I wasn't sharing." I said.
"Natalya Emelia Carfagna! Give me the alcohol." He demanded.
"No, Frank Anthony Iero." I said. I thought for a minute, looking at Gerard and then back at Frank. "Okay...hows my dress look?"
"Well to be honest, I like seeing you in a black dress, so it looks fine, maybe a little too short, I say maybe because you're wearing heels and I'm short so I don't really know, but other than that you look amazing. Why?"
I handed him the vodka. Hold on." I said. I started walking over towards Gerard.
"Hey, Em that's not a good idea." Frank said chasing after me. "Please slow down you're walking too fast."
"Frank I'm in four inch heels." I said.
"You're still walking really fast." He said.
"I am not. Stay here." I said.
"Emelia you can have the vodka back just please don't do this." Frank said. "You'll regret it in the morning." I ignored him and walked up to Gerard grabbed him by his hair and crashed my lips to his, totally interrupting a conversation he was having with some blonde girl that looked like she was at least 22.
It was an amazing kiss. I'm not quite sure if that's the alcohol talking or me talking. Either way I liked it. When I pulled away Gerard looked dazed. I grabbed his balls then looked at the blonde.
"These are mine. So fuck off." I said harshly. I let Gerard go before strutting off smugly.
"Are you out of your fucking mind!" Frank yelled. "You basically just made Gerard your bitch, and he still looks confused because he's not quite sure what just happened." Frank was right, Gerard was still in a daze.
"Then I have proven my point." I said.
"Which was?" He asked.
"I have no fucking clue." I said taking the bottle of vodka from Frank and taking a long drink from it.
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