59-wedding/irl pt 5

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it was paisley.

paisley fucking declan-greenfield.

"mikey, is that paisley?"

mikey then whispered, "fuck," to himself as paisley walked in proudly.

everyone was looking at each other from the group chat. we all had the same thoughts in our heads.

why the fuck is paisley declan-greenfield here?

she hated me. she hated mikey. she hated gerard. she hated frank. she hated the whole group chat altogether. why is she here?

then it clicked:

to sabotage.

"hey guys, i'm here! it's me! paiiiiiisleyyyyy! the party can start now!" she screamed obnoxiously.

"hey pete, who's that?" my mom asked, looking confused and a little bit worried.

"someone who shouldn't be here."

she immediately walked over to me and you know what she did?

kissed me.

i pushed her away, obviously. even an idiot could assume what i did.

"i'm married, paisley. why are you still fucking trying to get in my pants? i'm not even straight! on a gay scale of 1 to 10, i'm a 17! why are you even here?"

"you want me. you don't want him," she said offensively, pointing at mikey with the last word.

"leave, bitch."

"you can't tell me what to fucking do, way."

"actually, he can." jack motioned everyone to him from the table to where paisley was after his remark.

all of the group chat friends surrounded her as you could see the fright in her face emerge. she looked genuinely scared, even though they were just, like, 12 lanky 20 year old gays who could do no harm.

she didn't leave, though. she actually took the skirt of her dress off to reveal a much tighter and shorter dress. i guess it was one of those weird ass detachable skirt-dress things.

anyways, then she was obviously trying to get us to look at her.

"close your eyes as don't look at her, you don't want to catch eye cancer, guys," joe said humorously, making the majority of everyone laugh quietly.

paisley was infuriated.

she then took off her grey high heeled shoe she was wearing and threw it at me. she missed, but still! what the fuck?!

she took off the other shoe and left, leaving us all in peace without her trying to twerk very badly to bad at love by halsey. totally ruined the song for me. that's actually a shame, because bad at love is one of my favorite halsey songs. please don't call me a fake fan,,,,

"finally," gerard said to everyone.

"i hate her."

"me too," i whispered back in mikey's ear.

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i know what you guys are thinking

ew paisley

because same

but this book only has maybe 2
chapters left,,,,sorry.

also thank you so much for 4k reads like wtf how

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