You are my first (5)

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(I apologize for not updating I was lazy and burned out af :<)

Joey POV:

I put on a Green Day hoodie, ripped black shorts, red shoes, and heavy eyeliner. Sid are inviting Corey and I to a restaurant, even though I sometimes get chills when I'm near Corey or whatever.

I heard the doorbell rang, which it's obviously Sid. I unlocked the door and opened it and went with Sid and locked the door behind me. We went in Sid's car. Corey was on one of the front seats and Sid was driving, so I'm going in the back. Not in the middle, In one of the sides and it's behind Corey because if I sit on the other side, or the middle, Its easy for Corey to keep staring at me, obviously.

After Sid and I buckling up, Sid turned on the radio and Sid changed the genre to heavy rock. Master of puppets by Metallica is now playing. Then, Sid drove off.

Corey POV:

While Sid parked in front of love Joey's house, I was on my phone watching Frerard stuff. After Sid left the car, I locked it for a little while just in case some ugly stranger barges into this car for no reason.

I love seeing Gerard and Frank from Mcr kiss.. And Gerard dominating Frank. I want Joey and I to be like that so bad. Someday we'll be like this. And I'll be his Gerard.

I immediately unlocked the door as I see Sid with my Angel come out. I stared at Joey's beautiful face, already wanting to take him and make him mine. Joey entered the back, in one of the sides behind me. I smiled because my heart aches when he's near me.

I smiled and watched Joey in the small window thing outside that makes you look what's behind you. He's so cute... I love hearing his breathing. It's a badass music to me. I got interrupted by the fucking radio Sid turned on. Sid changed the genre into heavy rock, playing a Metallica song.

As Sid drove off, I just stared at Joey with the window outside. I like this black long hair so much... I want to touch and brush it. It must've been so smooth, even when he wakes up in the morning.

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