The Babysitter (frerard)

Chapter 13: Party Until The Funeral Ends

Gerard's POV:

"Faster," I moaned out, my eyes shutting closed as the guy behind me speeds up.

"Oh, you're so tight," He groaned, "Ah, shit. I'm about to come." He makes a couple of more thrusts, all sloppy and fast. I came before him and he takes himself out of me. I fall on the mattress, panting.

"Fuck, Gee," Dallon breathed out.

"Should we get back to the party?" I asked, putting on my clothes after I cleaned myself up.

"Do you want to...?" Dallon returned the question, slipping his shirt on.

"Well, you can stay here but I'm going back," I stated, tying my shoes. He nodded and I left the room, the music not being faded anymore. There were so many people drinking and I couldn't help but get a drink for myself.

"Gerard, where the hell were you?" I hear Lindsey ask, almost making me drop my drink. I turn around and I see her, holding a drink.

"I was at the bathroom," I lied, taking another sip.

"Yeah, right," Lindsey weakly chuckled, rolling her eyes, "But anyway, I think I just saw Frank..."

I almost spit out my drink, "What?!"

"I don't know, maybe I'm too drunk to even-" She paused for a moment to spit on the floor. I scrunched up my nose in disgust, but I shrugged it off. "-see clear or think clearly."

"I'm going back to my dorm," I yelled over the music, "And I'm taking you with me!"

I finished my drink and threw away the cup somewhere. Lindsey was about to take another drink from her cup, but I instead take the cup away from her and hand it to someone.

"Hey!" She protested, giving me a look. I rolled my eyes, holding Lindsey and guiding us back to our dorm room.

I opened the door and pushed her in, making her fall on the sofa.

"What the hell, Gerard?" She asked angrily, soon leading to a small giggle. I ignored her and locked the door, turning around to find Lindsey fast asleep on the couch.

"Adorable," I muttered, carrying her to her room. I placed her on the bed, taking her socks and shoes off. After that, I covered her with the blanket and she was already comfortable. I exited her room and went to mine.

I took my socks and shoes off and slipped into bed, not bothering to take off my clothes.

***

"Good morning, Lindsey," I smiled at her sweetly as she walks in the kitchen, groaning. I took a sip of my delicious coffee and I felt like in a better mood today.

"What happened last night?" She groggily asked, pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"You drank too much, that was it," I replied to her, taking another sip of my coffee," Unless you did something regretful that I do not know of."

"Shut up!" She said, sending me a glare. "I just- I hope I didn't do anything that I'll regret."

"You did say you saw Frank," I mentioned, setting my mug on the coffee table.

"Oh, I did?"

"Yep," I said.

"It was just-" She was cut off by the door being knocked. I looked at her with my eyebrow being raised, and she just nervously laughed.

The door was knocked once again and I stood up from my spot, opening the door.

"Frank?" I asked.

"The one and only Frank Iero," He replied, grinning.

"Gee!" I heard a familiar voice. I looked beside the man with the awesome fro and saw Mikey. He ran to me, tackling me with a hug.

"H-how did you guys get here?" I asked, picking up Mikey.

"Well, I received a letter back at Jersey and it was a notice," He explained and I mentally slapped myself, "It said that classes doesn't start until next week, which was ironic because you told me that classes start till tomorrow. And you told me that like three days ago."

"Then I just misunderstood," I replied, scratching the back of my head with my free hand.

"Ray, can you take Mikey somewhere else?" Frank asked the man with the cool fro, known as Ray. Ray muttered an 'okay' before taking Mikey away from me, not that I was upset about it.

"Now, lets talk about-" Frank did a dramatic wave, situating the problem,"-this."