My Best Friend Ditched Me for Some Drunk Guy With Milk

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  Kellin found himself waking up in an alley in a part of town he didn't recognize. His head was extremely fuzzy, He couldn't think straight, his phone was dead, Kellin was lost and he was pretty sure he was hungover. It was early morning and he'd woken up in a random alleyway with an empty six pack of beer and no memories of the past night.

  Kellin started walking, trying to find something, someone or somewhere he recognized. His memories started to return, he remembered going to a party with Ryan and Ryan ditching him for some other guy. Kellin guessed he'd drunk a lot during the party, then he'd left and apparently passed out in some random alleyway. Lost in his thoughts he didn't notice that he walked right into someone he'd rather not encounter in a situation like this.

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  Gerard woke up with Frank cuddled up beside him on an oldish couch, to the smell of bagels with cream cheese & scrambled eggs. He'd stayed over at Frank's house for the night while Jenny was working a night shift.

"Gee, we over slept, Jenny's here," whispered Frank, unwrapping his  arms from Gerard, looking at the mess the living room was. They'd spent Friday night watching cheesy horror movies and eating pizza with Patrick, Pete and Pete's friend Ray. Til Patrick decided that it was getting late, that's when Patrick, Pete and Ray left and Frank and Gerard fell asleep on a couch in Frank's living room.

  "Frank, it was really nice of you to introduce me to your boyfriend, before you invited him over to stay the night without telling me!" Jenny called from the kitchen.

"But, I didn't-oh, sorry," Frank responded, recognizing the sarcasm in Jenny's voice.

  "It's eightish in the morning, or in other words earlier than you need to get up. I'm going to get some rest before I meet Charlie for lunch. I suppose I'm serving you and your boyfriend breakfast in bed and cleaning up the pizza and popcorn no one bothered to pick up off the floor, since no one else bothers to do anything in this house," Laughed Jenny.

  "Breakfast in bed actually sounds pretty good, Mrs Iero," Gerard said smiling as Frank started playing with his hair.

  "Hasn't Frank told you? I'm not his mom, his mom and dad died when he was five. I'm only his foster parent, also you can call me Jenny."

  "Oh," Gerard wasn't sure how he felt about Frank not telling him something like that, but then maybe he didn't feel like it was really important and family had never really came up in any of their conversations.

  "Anyways, breakfast in bed coming right up, blueberry bagels with cream cheese and scrambled eggs," Said Jenny walking into the living room holding a tray with Gerard's and Frank's breakfast on it. Gerard thought Jenny seemed really nice, expecially for a foster parent. He'd heard some pretty bad stuff about some foster parents, which was part of the reason he never told anyone about what happened at home to him and Mikey, for fear that they would be sent to a foster home and at the mercy of Social Services.

  "Well, I'm going to get some rest, you boys have fun and Frank tell me more about your boyfriend later," Said Jenny laughing a little. She set the tray down beside the couch, then disappeared down the hallway.

  "Frankie, why didn't you tell me you're a foster kid?" Whispered Gerard, turning to face Frank.

  "I don't know, it never really came up i suppose...it's not important, is it?" Frank asked.

  "I dunno, I mean it's better if we tell each stuff like that I guess."

  "I guess so," Frank muttered, brushing his lips against Gerard's forehead. Gerard could feel himself blushing, realizing that he'd barely barely know Frank for four days and that they'd spent the night cuddling, having pillow fights and tickle wars, which just seemed almost too perfect. Frankie was perfect, the way he moved was perfect, his music taste was perfect, he looked perfect with that red eyeliner and black nail polish, perfect.

  "You're really adorable, Gee. I hope you know that," Frank whispered giggling at the blush creeping up Gerard's cheeks. Frank pressed his lips against gently Gerard's, Gerard responded with a more passionate kiss and a smirk, "Do you think this is a game, Gee?"

  "Maybe," Gerard smirked, letting Frank kiss him back, biting Gerard's bottom lip and tangling his hands in Gerard's hair. Gerard slid his hands underneath Frank's shirt and pulled it off, wrapping his arms around Frank's waist and pulling Frank even closer than he already was. Frank started kissing along Gerard's jawline and down his neck, stopping just above his collar bone, Frank begin to suck on Gerard's soft skin, leaving a mark and causing Gerard to moan.

  Frank left a few more hickies on Gerard's body (one more on his neck and two on his stomach) before laying his head on Gerard's chest and wrapping his arms around Gerard's waist.

-

  "Vic."

  "Yeah, Kellin," Vic whispered, taking a step back looking at the worried expression on Kellin's face. "Long time, no see," Vic laughed, hoping he didn't seem as awkward as he felt.

  "Fuck off, It's been just over a week," Kellin said, a smile flickered across his face only to turn into a grimace, as Kellin realized the body pains you get from sleeping in an alley.

  "Look, Kellin, you look fucking terrible. What happened?"

  "My best friend ditched me at a party, to go fuck some guy who's in the year above us...also something about milk."

  "Okay, but how did you get here?" Vic was pretty concerned, by how concerned he was about some guy who he'd given a few blow jobs in an alley a few times over the last month or so.

  "I seriously have no idea. Vic, what are you doing here? Don't you have a gang to lead and do gang-ey stuff with?"

  "It's eight in the morning, no sane being is even awake yet let alone Mexican gang members who've been up all night covering this town in graffiti and doing 'gang-ey stuff,'" Vic answered ignoring Kellin's first question. "Kellin, do you need to be somewhere right now? Someone is going to notice you're not at home or wherever you're supposed to be."

  "No, no one cares when I don't come home, no one cares if i don't see them all day, everyone would just forget me if I never came back," Claimed Kellin, looking at the ground. Vic actually felt sorry for Kellin he didn't really know how Kellin felt, he knew that in the very least he would always his brother.

  Neither of them expected what happened next, Vic Fuentes found himself hugging Kellin Quinn. Vic found himself trying to be as protective as possible, which was not an easy task when you're considerably smaller than the person you're hugging. "Kellin, I wouldn't forget you, I would care, I promise."

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  Sorry that this chapter is so short, I had really bad writers block & I wanted to get this updated because I can't update next week.

  Sorry if my writing sucks, this is actually my first fic so I know it's not gonna be amazing or anything...probably the more I write the better it'll get, also sorry if my editing sucks.

  Today I met a girl with the same music taste as me and that's pretty awesome. It sucks though because just as I gained her friendship, I lost a friend. Does the world think I can only have two friends at a time?

  STAY FABULOUS!!  

 

  

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