Out Of Our Control (High School Shoey)

Ch 35- Can't Help Falling In Love

I DIDN'T PROOF READ THIS CHAPTER. I'M IN A RUSH. SORRY.

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 “JOEY! OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!” I yell, banging my fist on the bathroom door. He’s been in there since I woke up from my nap this evening and I know he’s doing something to harm himself.

  “No!” he yells back. “Just go away! I don’t want you to see me like this…” I can hear the tears building up in his throat.

  “DON’T MAKE ME BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN! I’LL DO IT!” I yell again. I don’t care if I wake up his mom. I’ll rather face the wrath of her morning rage than let Joey hurt himself. “THAT’S IT!” I ram my side against the door several times before I burst into the bathroom. I stand there with my jaw dropped open in shock.

  Joey is standing in front of the mirror with nothing but boxers and black tube socks on. On his back is a giant pair of black wings while tears are streaming down his face in great amounts. He has a pair of scissors tightly clenched in one hand with a handful of black feathers in the other.

  “Joey…” I say, walking closer to him.

  “No! Stay back!” he says through bared teeth. “I’m a monster. I’m a demon.” He drops to his knees and sobs like crazy. I walk over to him and cup his cheeks, his tears wetting my hands.

  “You’re not a monster nor a demon. You’re Joey Graceffa and you shouldn’t ever label yourself like that.

  “But…but I have wings of darkness…”

  “Why do you think its darkness? Because they’re black? What’s wrong with the color black? I love black; every shade of it. Jet, slate, onyx, coal, sable, pitch, brunet, ebony, livid, murky, sooty, swarthy, charcoal, obsidian, sloe, raven, melanoid, piceous, somber, stygian…I could go on if you want me to.”

  “Just shut up and kiss me.” I chuckle and bend down to gently press my lips onto his. I slowly reach down and take the scissors out of Joey’s hands. He grabs the sides of my face and pulls me onto the floor with him.

 I trail my kisses from his lips down to his neck. My hands slowly glide from his shirtless chest down to his waist. I move my hand up and down his leg, getting closer to his crotch with each stroke.

  “Shane, stop.” Joey says, lacing one hand on my chest to hold me back.

  “Why?” I whisper into his neck before continuing to attack it with gentle kisses.

  “I don’t think we can do this. Our wings might get in the way.”

  “What do you mean by our wings?” I say, detaching my lips from his neck.

  “Look behind you.” I crane my neck to look behind me and find a giant ass pair of white wings attached to my back.

  “Oh for f*ck’s sake!” I say, facepalming myself.

  “I’ve got an idea. Come on. Let’s go.” He stands up and holds out his hand for me to take, which I gladly do so he can help me off the floor. We struggle to get our wings through the narrow door but somehow make it into the hallway and down the stairs to the living room. Joey turns off all the lights, leaving us with only the lit fireplace as our luminescence.

  “What are you up to?” I ask him as he walks over to the audio speakers.

  “You’ll see.” He says, plugging up his IPod to the speakers.

  Wise men say only fools rush in. but I can’t help falling in love with you.

  Elvis Presley’s smooth voice travels through the speakers and to my ears. Joey walks towards me with a smirk on his face and place his hands on my shoulders as mine naturally rest on his waist.

  Like a river flows surely to the sea. Darling so it goes. Some things are meant to be.

  Just two winged boys slow dancing in nothing but boxers and tube socks. This is perfect.

 Take my hand. Take my whole life, too. For I can’t help falling in love with you.

 “I love you, Shaney.” Joey whispers into my shoulder. We continue to sway back and forth, our wings occasional brushing up against each other.

  “I love you, too, Jay.” 

I know this was super short but I just really wanted to wrap this up to put up in time for Valentines Day because I’M EVERYONE’S VALENTINE THIS YEAR.

And hey if you don't have a date on Valentines Day don't be sad because some people don't have a dad on Father's Day and some people don't have a mom on Mother's day. At least there's a chance for you to find a date on future Valentines Days, but those people will never be able to get their parents back. Be grateful for what you already have. HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!!!!!