Vermilion (A Joey x Corey Story) !DISCONTINUED!

Should we?

Joeys POV

Black Sabbath playing in the background. Pounding headache. Guitar. Flooding memories. All of those things happening at once. I groan and slowly sit up. The music and guitar stopped. "Good morning." Corey said. "Hm..?" I hummed as I rubbed my eyes. "I have some water and medicine on the nightstand when you wanna take it." Corey told. I nodded and looked over. "We're are your house, right?" I asked. He nodded. I grabbed the medicine and took it, downing all of the water after. Corey stood up and put his guitar on its stand. "You ok?" He asked. I shrugged. "My head really hurts is all." I mumbled. He nodded and sat next to me. "Just a question, you remember anything from last night?" He asked. I nodded. He looked away ashamed and crossed his fingers in his lap. "But it's fine." I said. "You sure? I get thats weird and all." He asked. I nodded.

"Yea. I-...Not to like push things, but I've liked you for while. Basically ever since we met." I admitted. He looked at me shocked. "Really?" He asked. I nodded. "Yea.." I muttered. He put a hand on my thigh and smiled. "If you wanted to..yknow do something, we always could." He said. My face became hot. "You'd..we'd..really?" I asked. He nodded. I smiled and leaned in for a kiss. 

"Corey, is he- oh.." His grandma walked in. "Seriously." Corey asked. "Sorry!" She said as She backed out. He sighed. "That's like the second time!" He complained. "It's fine Cor." I smiled. "Yknow, you should play me a song..and maybe sing for me." I added. "Uh no." He smiled. "Whyyy?" I asked. "Becauseee." He mocked. "Please?" "Nope." "Pretty please with a cherry on top?" "Mm-mm." "But!-" "But nothing." He said. I gave him puppy dog eyes. "You get to hear me sing like every practice!" He said. "Nu uh. I get to hear to scream." I said. He rolled his eyes. "Will it make you happy?" He asked. "Very" I said. I smiled because I knew I had won. He sighed and picked up his acoustic guitar, sitting in a chair by his desk after. "Any requests?" He asked. I shook my head. "Whatever you want." I said. Messing with his pick a bit, he finally started to strum. "This is uh...this is a song I wrote." He said. "Ok!" I said.

She seemed dressed in all of me

Stretched across my shame

All the torment and the pain

Leaked through and covered me 

I'd do anything to have her to myself

Just to have her to myself

Now I don't know what to do

I don't know what to do~

When she makes me sad

..

She is everything to me

The unrequited dream

A song that no one sings

The unattainable

She's a myth that I have to believe in

All I need to make it real, is one more reason

I don't know what to do

I don't know what to do~

When she makes me sad

..

But I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

I won't let this build up inside of me

..

I catch in my throat

Choke