Roommates

Nails

"Give me your left hand." Frank said.  We were in the kitchen.  Gerard and Ray were in the living room.  Mikey was in his room.  "Why?" I asked.  "Because I'm going to paint your nails." He said.  I shook my head.  "Come on. Please." Frank whined.  "Ugh, fine." I said rolling my eyes.  I gave him my hand and he started to paint my nails.  I'm glad he only has black.  He leaned closer to me and whispered, "Did you and Ray break up?"   "Yeah. Why?" I said.  "Gerard told me and Ray isn't talking about you or doing anything with you." He said.  "Oh." I nodded.  "It doesn't really matter anyway." I said.  "Why? You going for Mikey?" He said.  I rolled my eyes.  "No. I just didn't actually like Ray in a romantic way." I said.  "Yeah, you liked a Way instead." He snickered.  "What does that mean?" I asked.  "Mikey's last name is Way." Frank said.  "Oh, ok." I nodded.  "So it's true!" He said.  "No, no! I mean it is but no! That's not the reason why." I said.   "Mhm." He hummed.  "Shut up before I slap you." I said.  "You can't, I'm painting your nails." He said.   "I have another hand you dip shit." I laughed.  "But it's hurt so you wouldn't use it."   "Who said?" I asked, raising my hand.   "Whoa whoa, calm down." He said.  I laughed putting my hand down.  "Are you almost done?" I asked.  "Yes, just one more nail." He said.  "Okay, hurry up."   "Why? You got a date or something?" He said with a small smirk.  "No my hand is getting tired and I have things to do." I said.  "Like what?" He said.  "Um I can read, I could go out." I said.  "Yeah, but you don't have to." Frank said.

Once my nails dried and Frank was done talking to me I went to my room.  I read my book a little but soon got bored of that.  I wonder what Mikey is doing?  I grabbed my phone and texted him, asking what he was doing.  It would be weird if he was in his room and I just went in there.  He told me he wasn't doing anything just sitting on the couch.  I came out of my room and saw him sitting on the couch looking at his phone.  I sat down beside him.  He looked over at me and smiled.  "What?" I asked.  "What do you mean, what?" He asked me.  "I don't know, why are you smiling at me?" I said.  "Can I not smile at you?" He questioned.  "I mean you can but why just do it for no reason?" I said.  "Maybe I want to smile at you to see if you'll smile back." He said.  "Why would you want to see me smile?" I asked.  "Because I like to see your smile." He told me.  I blushed and looked away.  "Can I see you smile?" He asked.  I looked up at him and smiled.  His smile got slightly wider.  I blushed more and looked away from him.  He laughed at me.  "I've never seen you blush so much." He said.  "Well now you have." I mumbled smartly.  "No need to get all sassy." He said.  I shook my head and looked up at him.  "Miss sassy." He said with a chuckle.  I stuck my tongue out at him and he smiled softly.  "You're cute." He whispered.  "No I'm not." I said.  "Yes you are." He argued.  "Am not."   "Is too."   "Am not!"   "Yes you are!" He said, lightly grabbing my chin with his thumb and index finger.  I blushed intensely.  "You're cute." He whispered again.  "Shut up." I said pushing his arm.  "No." He said.  "Yes." I said.  "No can do." He smiled.  "Yes!" I whined.  He looked at me for a moment.  I crossed my arms and poked my bottom lip out on purpose.  He laughed at me.  I heard a loud slam! right after I laughed.  I looked up and saw Gerard and Frank staring at Ray's door.  I quickly looked away from his door.  Mikey stopped smiling.  "You think he's upset because I was playing around with you?" Mikey asked.  "Most likely." I said in a whisper.

Ray was upset the rest of the day.  I've never seen him this upset.  He didn't want to sleep in the same room as Mikey but he also didn't want to sleep on the couch.  Mikey, being a good friend, said he would sleep on the couch.  I wanted to tell Mikey he didn't have to sleep on that couch, he could sleep with me but that would be very awkward and probably make Ray even more upset.  That would be a little scary.  Ray was probably asleep.  Gerard and Frank were in their room probably planning to fuck each other when they think we're all asleep, fun times for me, and Mikey was getting ready to go to bed.  I got up to go to my room so I wouldn't be bothering Mikey.  I heard him call my name.  "Yeah?" I answered.  "Goodnight." He smiled.  I blushed and told him goodnight back.  I sat on my bed thinking about Mikey.  He was so cute when he smiled.  But he was so hot when he acted all dominant.  He was fucking with me and I did but didn't like it.  I laid down, soon falling asleep.

I woke up the next morning feeling nauseous.  I sat up feeling as if I was about to vomit.  I realized that I actually was about to and I ran to my bathroom.  I heaved up what little food was in my stomach without control.  It looked red but I didn't panic because it was supposed to look red, all I do is drink blood.  At this point I vomited all I could vomit but I was still gagging.  It was like my body was trying to get something to come up but nothing would.  Dry heaving, I hated it.  I never usually got sick like this.  Maybe once every few years.  I stood up once I thought I was done.  I sighed and jumped in the shower.  The warm water bouncing off of my skin felt good.  I turned around to wet my think black hair when I heard knocking at my door.  "Fuck." I murmured.  I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself in it and rushed to the door.  I cracked it open and peaked out.  Mikey was standing at the door.  He looked as if he just woke up.  "Yes?" I questioned.  "Are you using your bed anymore?" He asked, his voice husky.  "No, why?" I said.  "Can I sleep in it for a while?" He asked.  "Um, I guess so." I said, opening the door.  He came in and looked me up and down then looked at my bathroom.  "Am I interrupting you?" He asked.  "Oh no, I'm just taking a shower. You can sleep in my bed if you want." I said.  He nodded and gently laid himself down on my bed.  I half smiled and went back to my shower.

Once I was done with my shower and was dried off I realized that I didn't have my clothes in the bathroom with me.  I wrapped the towel around me again and tip-toed into my room.  I looked for something to wear around the apartment.  I was putting my pants on when someone knocked at my bathroom door.  "Mikey?" I asked.  "Yeah, it's me.  Are you done yet? I need to use the bathroom." He said.  I looked down at my clothes.  My bottom half was fully covered and I had a bra on.  I thought it was fine for him to see me like this for only a few seconds.  I opened the door and walked past him to let him in.  He looked back at me and smirked.  He shut the door behind him.  Even though I was mostly clothed, I could tell he liked what he just saw.