This was from my concert...I'm not over it. Excited to go again see the boys tomorrow
"YAYYY RAY TO THE RESCUE! Quick whip your pp out so everyone leaves," Frank says hanging over my shoulders.
"Frank...get some help," Ray says, "now what is going on? I am tired and would like one good night of rest in a normal bed."
"We thought something more interesting was going on in here than Y/n playing nurse to Frank," Lyn-Z says.
"Wait...you got a nurse outfit Y/N," Frank says swinging his head into my lap and folding his hands behind his neck.
"Isn't this some kind of employee harassment," I say looking up towards Ray.
Ray walks over and thumps Frank on the forehead.
"I'll get the water gun," Ray says pointing the finger at him. Frank shrieks and gets back under the covers away from me.
"Now if you are all good here I'm going down to my room," I say standing up and walking around a naked Ray and towards the evil couple.
"Uh...where is my brother," Gerard says, "I heard him come back."
"He is staying with Y/n," Frank says. Shut the fuck up dude!
"Ohhhhh. You couldn't have this one so you chose the younger one. I must say Y/n, between the Australian and him you sure do have your hands full," Lyn-z says. I turn around swiftly from reaching the door to give her a piece of my mind but was interrupted by someone else already stepping in.
"Mikey and Y/n would never happen. Keep your idiotic points to yourself. It's not even a good insult," Gerard says...WAIT...GERARD?
I look at him who is looking at me too. I just give small smile of gratitude and walk out.
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I laid in bed that night unable to sleep, it was the first time that Gerard has ever defended me let alone defend me to Lyn-Z.
Mikey was up like he promised but soon passed out. I tossed and turned into my bed for too long, I needed to get up and go somewhere.
I walked out of the pitch-black room to the blinding hallway lights, groaning as I adjust my eyes. I thought about calling Luke, maybe I could go over there and see what he was up to.
I hovered my finger on the down arrow of the elevator before changing my mind. I rode the elevator up, contemplating what my next move would be once I reached my destination.
I walked around the top floor for a minute, trying to find the roof access like I was planning on exploring. After a few moments, I found it. I walked out and towards the edge to peer down. We weren't in the tallest hotel in Boston, but we weren't in a shortest one either.
I pulled out my phone and a pack of cigarettes from my back pocket. I lit up and kneeled resting my elbows on the ledge and looked out.
It was a little too cold to be up here in jean shorts and tanktup with out a bra, but in this moment I didn't care.
It was a different feeling up here, like no one in the world existed but me. There was no MCR, no job that I had to do, no messy feelings involved, and no one to tell me where I could go or to answer to anyone. It was empty and blissful, not lonely.
I imagine this is what death feels like, looking over everyone but no one could hear you or see you. Just a bystandard watching the game of life.
I let out a drag and looked at my phone I hovered over Luke's name with the call button close to my thumb. Do I call him? What would we talk about at this hour? Where would we talk?
