Girl Drummer Meets Boy Drummer(A7X/Jimmy FanFic)

Chapter 4~Assumptions

My eyes fluttered open, and I instantly shut them again from the brightness of the room. My head throbbed extremely painfully, and I opened my eyes again, wanting to find some Advil for this fucking headache.

When my eyes adjusted to the light, I looked around and noticed I wasn't home. I started to panic a little, then calmed down when I remembered coming back here with Jimmy and deciding to get stoned. I calmed down, suddenly recognizing the room. My head was still resting on Jimmy's chest, he was actually quite soft. I noticed he had one arm around me as he slept, and I found myself smiling slightly.

I slowly sat up, rubbing my temples as I did so, the headache worsening as I moved around more. I twisted back around to look at him. I studied him for a moment before shaking him gently.

"Jimmy!" I whispered out loudly. He moved around a little and smacked his lips, groaning slightly. I shook him again, a little harder this time. "Dude, get up!" Nothing. I sighed and slowly got up, looking around for the cooler we had used to keep the ice cold. I peered inside it, and was happy to see that the ice wasn't completely melted. I took a couple of cubes out of the cooler, wetting my palms as I held them.  I dropped to my knees beside him. "I'm sorry I have to do this, Jimmy, but you asked for it."

I took the two ice cubes and dropped them down his pants, and got a reaction from him immediately. His eyes shot open and he yelped when the ice touched his skin.

"Sweet Jesus!!" He yelled out, jumping to his feet. He danced around the living room, trying to get the ice out of his pants. When they finally dropped out of his pantleg and onto the floor, I was laughing my ass off, despite how much more it made my head hurt. He panted once he finally got the ice out, and shot me a wild look. "The HELL was THAT for!?" Jimmy demanded.

"I-I'm sorry, b-but you wouldn't wake up!!" I told him as I laughed still.

"So that's your idea of waking up somebody?" He raised his eyebrows at me, but I could tell he was trying to not laugh. I pretended to mull that over.

"Yeah, pretty much." Finally he let out a laugh and high-fived me.

"My kind of girl! I think we'll get along just fine." I grinned at him, and then a huge wave of pain hit against my forehead, my headache's way of letting me know it was still present. My hand flew to my head, and I flinched.

"Ughh... my head hurts like hell!" I groaned out, and Jimmy's expression changed to tremendous amounts of concern, and it was the same kind of look that was on his face when he saw my cheek yesterday.

"Come with me, I've got medicine you can take that should take care of it for you."

He walked over to me and stuck out his hand for me take to help pull me off the couch. I slowly reached out and took it, and he carefully pulled me upwards toward him. Then I followed him into his kitchen where he got two glasses of water to wash the pills down with, and I assumed his head hurt too. The guy ran into a wall last night, it should really hurt after that. He told me he'd be right back and disappeared around the corner, and I heard him stomp up a flight of stairs.

A couple minutes later, he returned and he slid the bottle of Advil over to me. I thanked him, and he gave me a nod as I opened the bottle. I glanced sideways and noticed that he had an orange bottle with a white cap, like the ones you get when a doctor prescribes you medicine.

I tilted my head back and took a swig of water, washing down the pills with ease. He did the same thing with whatever type of pill he had. I watched him, wanting to ask what it was he was taking, but I didn't because it wasn't my business anyway. He looked over at me and seemed to know what I was thinking.