Franks POV
It was around 11 when we started our stumbling walk back to the town, still passing a joint and a couple of bottles of what may have been absinthe- not sure where that came from- between us. By the time we got back to the land of streetlamps, Gerard and I were holding hands and singing lyrics that came into our head at random. We also had major munchies. Thankfully there is a 24 hour corner shop near Bob's house so we stopped of there for some snacks.
When we got back someone suggested we play spin-the-bottle-truth-or-dare. Which we did- obviously. Mikey span first and it landed on Bob, who chose truth and was asked "Stupidest place you have had sex?" the answer was "In the back of a Cinema". It went on in such a way with people being dared to do stupid things and being asked personal question until we got bored. At which point Gerard and I went out for a smoke.
"Hey, Frankie. Why do you smoke?" Gee asked when we were sat on the porch. "I started when I was about 11, because I was stressed about my parents arguing all the time and I was confused about my sexuality. My dad smoked so it wasn't hard for me too start. You?" "I started when I was in freshman year; I was bullied for being gay, and emo. Same as now really, both my parents smoke so like you it wasn't hard for me to start." After that we just sat there chatting and making out until we finished about 3 cigarettes each. When we headed back inside to find the others asleep.
Being quite tired ourselves- that may have been the booze- we settled down next to each other. Spooning, and just listen to each other breathe until we fell asleep.
Hey I'm not dead. And this chapter is appallingly short . Sorry, their hangover is going to be awful- Currently Drunk.
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Cliches and Ciggarettes
FanfictionA high school au. That should explain every thing.
