The Brightside ~ A Lil Peep Fan Fiction

~fifteen~

Bexey didn't leave for three days, and while that meant I was relegated to the sofa at night I didn't really mind all that much, I hat my mum's blanket, and Lola had more than made sure I was comfortable, I didn't even mind the fact that she was loud in the bedroom, because my insistence on Bex staying seem to have brought them closer together, something I don't think either of them had expected, possibly because neither one of them had had the guts to spend time together in the daylight until now.

"You're ass is patient for a girl, I gotta give you credit." Bexey was sat beside me, it was early evening and Lola had left to go to work, I was curled up into him, as we watched Saw III not because either of us were scared, but it had occurred to me that the both of us seemed to enjoy human interaction, psychical touch was a comfort, and neither of us found it weird, though, he would choose Lola to have under his arm if she were here for sure.

"They just have shit to sort out, and yet, I don't trust her around him at all, but what else can I do? You won't even be there while there's any possibility of running into her anyway." We were of course talking about Layla, not really concentrating on the film, though it didn't really bother me because I'd seen the Saw films more than enough times to not be confused if I missed things.

"Alright listen, I ain't gonna spy on my boy for no girl, not even you, I don't care if we're practically fam already." He smirked at me, though his striking blue eyes, which he professed to hate for some unknown reason remained deadly serious.

"You're so whipped." I chuckled at him.

"Not even sorry." He shrugged, it didn't even surprise me to learn that Gus had that effect on everyone he encountered, girls and guys and not even just sexually, he was just captivating, he could wrap anyone round his little finger and make them believe it was their idea.

The doorbell rang and I jumped up, I was ridiculously ready for this pizza, my codeine withdrawals were finally levelled enough thanks to weaning myself with Lola's co-codamol that being able to eat again without fear of throwing up was a option. Except when I opened the door, I wasn't greeted with a pizza but instead, a Peep.

"What the..." but before I could finish I was utterly drowned in him, and he walked us back into the flat, something which left me having no choice but to concentrate on my footing otherwise I'd fall on my ass.

"I'll keep Lola away, you owe me Peep." Bexey wasn't staying to play buffer he just got up and started to grab his things in just the right moment so that my knees could hit the back of the sofa a Gus and I could fall into his place.

"I'm going to fuck the living shit out of you." Gus mumbled in my ear, and I could tell from the smell of his breath he wasn't sober.

"This is yours by the way." Gus turned and sat up slightly to catch the fabric thrown his way, it was the shirt from before, the one Lola told me was Bex's.

"Fuck." I sat up pushing Gus away with one arm.

"Wait, Bex, fuck." Gus realised what he was holding, Bex didn't seem pissed off about it, but he wasn't an easy person to read.

"She's been screaming my name the past three days, it ain't shit." He smirked and then they high fived, guys were odd, I didn't understand it, how could I be pissed off a Lola for lying about a damn t-shirt and they could just shrug it off? Because neither of them were lied to, watch your back, and your man.

"How's the ex, I noticed you've both been radio silence online." I took advantage of the cooling atmosphere to throw in the questions, because god knows my head wouldn't be straight if Gus got his hands on me.

"Damn straight for the jugular." Bex chuckled.

"Seriously you two need to stop hanging out." Gus groaned, his possessive Scorpio nature showing, though it was hard to tell who's influence over who bothered him more.