Terminally Flushed

Higher!

The drive was pretty quiet. But not an awkward quiet. It was nice, peaceful. After about 10 minutes, Gamzee couldn't take the quiet and turned on a cd. I couldn't help but giggle when I heard a Hollywood Undead song. He glanced at me with a curious look on his face, which made me giggle more. "I'm sorry. I just didn't think anyone in this school listened to HU too." Gamzee just smiled and turned up the song. It was possibly my favorite song, "We Are." I couldn't help but start singing with the lyrics as J-Dog's verse came up.

The fame is your best friend
You love it no questions,
Beating down the door is the face of rejection
And once again, it's a tragedy anthem
We never wanted more, we never needed your blessing
Who could give a fuck about a kid with a dream?
Cause stories aren't told about the ones unseen
With a gleam in his eye, his middle finger to the sky
Crooked smile on his face, he doesn't think he can die
So grab a Wick and an axe, cause we try, we cry
Into the bottle of Jack,
We die inside, so when you look in his eyes
What you see now? Murder the monster you've made
And watch him bleed out
We're in a life where it's kill or lose
Just lie motherfucker till you hear the truth
From under the street, through the gutters of youth
Just cry motherfucker yeah, I'm talking to you

I was completely drowned in the song; I hadn't even noticed we were at a small park and that Gamzee was staring at me in complete awe. When the song finally finished, I snapped back to reality as a light blush rose to my cheeks. He turned off the radio and just kept looking at me. Please tell me I didn't just embarrass myself. "Gamzee, why are you staring?"

Gamzee's POV

Holy shit. I knew you were something else when I first saw you but this, this is something else now. You killed that song so perfectly. Not even I can do that. There's something new to learn at each turn with this chick. Jeez, I just couldn't help but stare while you rapped and sang. Your voice was so perfect. Add the sun shining on you from the window and I could've sworn I saw an angel. You're so sweet and pure but like me, you had something hidden inside. No, not an angel. You were a beautiful fallen angel. That's the only explanation as to how you calmed my voices so easily when Vriska tried to start something at lunch. The temptation to strangle her kept growing as the voices kept telling me to finish her. I was about to but the sound of your voice pulled me back to reality. When I saw you eyes pleading me to stop, my heart skipped a beat. As I hugged you afterwards, I actually felt sane. The feel of your arms around me and the smell of lavender in your hair brought me to my senses. It confused me as to how I felt when you're around but I loved it. Like pure light shining in my dark mind. You were my light. Fuck. I know how crazy that seems since we'd only just met but, wow.

As my mind wandered, I saw you were staring at me, a light dusting of red across your cheeks. "Gamzee, why are you staring?" I immediately snapped back to reality but my stupidity just had me answer with a "Huh?" A giggle like bells came from you as you asked me again. "Oh, um. I don't motherfucking know. Heh, you just sang and rapped beautifully." Now it was my turn to blush. Trying to distract myself, I took the key out of the ignition and opened my door. "C'mon, lil mama. There's some swings over there." I quickly exited the van and walked towards the two sings up ahead. You seemed flustered as you followed, trying to keep up with my long strides. That was just too fucking cute. I'm so tempted to take your hand and hold it, feel the softness of your skin. Swallowing my temptations, I sat on a swing while you sat on the one next to me. The smile playing on your lips made your beauty grow. I realized you weren't even swinging, just kicking your feet a bit above the ground. Feeling brave, I stood and started pushing you a bit on the swing. That gorgeous smile of yours grew as I helped you swing higher. More chime like giggles come from you as you beg for me to push you higher. Even though I wanna stop your swinging and find out just how soft your lips are, I comply with your begs. My ears are rewarded with more of your adorable giggles.

Reader's POV

I was a bit startled when Gamzee started pushing my swing but it was quickly replaced with joy. I haven't been on a swing since I was around 8, so being on this rickety thing made me feel like a little kid again. "Higher, Gamzee!" I tried to fight the urge to giggle and laugh but I was having so much fun. This day started out pretty bad but now it's so much better. All because of Gamzee. He turned this day around from what I expected it. The fact that he showed me kindness made me feel better about the school. Then with how quickly we became friends made that feeling grow. I couldn't stop thinking about lunch though. Why was everyone so scared of him when you defended me? And why were they so surprised when I got him to let go of Vriska? It wasn't like it was hard to stop him. Though his friends wouldn't try to stop him. Maybe they were afraid Gamzee might have turned against them, which is highly doubt-able since they were his friends. When he finally let go of her and hugged me, I could feel their eyes gawking at us but I didn't care. I was glad he stood up for me. And the feeling of his arms around me and his face nuzzling my hair. My stomach fluttered. What the hell? Okay, I know this is bad since he and I just met earlier but there's something about that draws me in. He's so calm and chill and it's soothing to me. When a lazy smile crawls onto his lips, I wanna smile too. He's so sweet and funny. When those bright, purple eyes look at me, my cheeks grow warm and my heart feels like it's soaring. Everything about him makes me feel safe.

I was about to yell for Gamzee to push me higher again when I saw somebody walking towards. They were too far for me to make out who it is but whoever they are, they were walking straight for us, and fast. My stomach tightened and I stopped laughing. Something big was gonna happen, I could feel it. The scary thing is that whenever I feel like something is gonna happen, it happens.