Vermilion (A Joey x Corey Story) !DISCONTINUED!

The Party

Another long one-

Joeys POV (2 weeks later)

"Cmon Joey..." Sid whined. "Sid, you know I don't think parties." I said. Sid imitated a puppy. I sighed. "Fine..but only if I can invite someone." I said. "Yea! Who?" Sid asked. "Oh wait..is it that Corey guy?" He asked. "Maybe." I replied. Sid sighed. "What do you even see in him?" He asked. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Don't you have a thing for him?" Sid asked. "What?!?" I exclaimed. "No?! I don't!" I said. "Jesus, sorry. Defensiveee." Sid called. "Oh suck it Sid." I said. "That's so rude." Sid said. "Yea whatever, I have to go." I said. "I hAvE tO Go. But make sure you go to ######### and 7:30!" Sid said. I hung up the phone and plopped on my bed.

'I really hope he comes.." I thought to myself. I didn't want to be by myself during that party. You'd think I have my friend group, but they are all of doing their own thing. That's why I don't go to parties. Why they pester me about going, I don't know. I rolled over to where the phone on my desk was. Sitting up, I reached over and dialed Corey's phone number that I got from him. 

Ring

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Ring

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"Hello?" Someone called from the other side of the line. "Hey Cor!" I said. "Oh hey Joe! How've ya been?" He asked. "Good, you?" I asked. "Good." He replied. "So uh.. I was wondering if you wanted to come to a party." I said. "Oh.hell.no." Corey stated. "Wait wait wait please? Please I don't want to be alone.." I said. "You'll have your friends." Corey said. "No I won't! When we're at parties, they almost never pay attention to me! Plus, why wouldn't I want you there?" I asked. "Dunno." He said. "So...can you please..Please go..?" I asked. I could hear Corey sigh from the other side of the line. "Fine." He said. "Thank you thank you!" I exclaimed. "Yea whatever. Where and when?" He asked. "######### at 7:30." I said. "Alright alright." He said. "Ok, so please be there. I got to go." I said. "Alright. Buh bye." He said. "Bye!" I hung up the phone and laid back on my bed. 

Time skip (7:15)

I got ready and put on some soft eyeliner and lipstick. I knew I wasn't gonna get out of the house without my mom complaining about the makeup. I just sighed and opened my bedroom door and walked out. Walking down the stairs, I saw my mother making dinner. "Joey are- ..what the hell are you wearing?" She asked. I was only wearing some baggy black shorts, platforms, and a Black Sabbath shirt. "Clothes?" I replied. "What is with the makeup?" She asked. I rolled my eyes. "It's nothing mom, I'm going to a party." I said. "Hold on! Who said you could go?" She asked. "Shawn." I said. "Uh, I don't give a shit what Shawn says." She replied. "Yea whatever." I said. "Nathan Jonas Jordison! Do not walk out that door!" My mother warned. I opened the door and walked out. I walked over to my car and opened  the door.

Finally, I reached the party. It was way more crowded that I thought it'd be. I sighed and got out of my car. I recognized a lot of cars from the group, including Corey's. I smiled and walked into the house. There, I was met with loud music and large crowds of people. 'How the hell am I gonna find Corey in all of this?' I asked myself. I sighed and began searching through the crowd. After no luck of finding him, I walked to the garage. There I did find him, alone, smoking a cigarette.

"Hey Corey!" I called. He looked up at me. "Oh hey Joes, thought you stood me up for a second." He laughed. I smiled and shook my head. "No of course not!" I said. "Oh, and since when did you smoke?" I asked. "Dunno, maybe like..13?" He said. "Oh. Can I have one?" I asked. "You smoke?" "Yep." I said. He shrugged and gave me one. "How long?" He asked. I shrugged and lit it. "Since like..last year." I said. "Oh, that's late." He said. "Yea, Shawn talked me into it." I said. "Not surprised." Corey said, smiling. I returned the smile. "We ready to get shit faced?" I asked. "Dude me and you both have to drive home." Corey said. I gave Corey a "really?" look. "Did I mention how nice your outfit is?" He asked. I rolled my eyes. "Oh please." I said. He smiled. "But no, seriously, I mean it." He said. "No you don't." I replied. "No, I seriously do. I love Black Sabbath." He said. "Corey, I just threw this on. This is like, horrible compared to what I normally wear." I said. "Well I like it." He said. I rolled my eyes and took a breath with the cigarette in my mouth. I blew out smoke and leaned against the wall he was on. "Are you really gonna get shit faced?" He asked. "Probably." I said. "You have to drive home though." "Oh stop bein' a pus. I'll be fine!" I said.