Roommates

Cut your hair.

"You need to cut your hair." Gerard told me out of no where.  I huffed.  "You do too." I said.  "I've seen guys with longer hair than mine." He said.  "And I've seen girls with longer hair than mine."   "Surprisingly." Frank mumbled.  "Oh shut up." I rolled my eyes.  "At least Gerard doesn't have ginormous fucking knots in his hair." He said.  "Look, it's hard to control." I said pointing a finger at Frank.  "Maybe if you took a shower every night, you wouldn't struggle with your hair so much." Gerard told me.  "Look who's talking." I said, my eyes widening a little then looking away.  "You go weeks without showering." Frank told me.  "Okay, first off, the most I've gone without a shower is at least three days.  And second, you guys have gone like, months without showering." I said.  "At least we can control our hair." Frank mumbled.  "You don't know the struggles of really long hair that tangles more than vines in a jungle." I snapped back.  "Well maybe if you cut it you wouldn't struggle so much, d'you ever think of that?" Gerard said.  "Shut up." I mumbled.  Mikey laughed and sat beside me.  "I wouldn't have to deal with it all over me when sleeping.." He trailed off.  "Mikey! You're supposed to be on my side!" I said.  "There's sides now?" Gerard asked.  "I kinda don't wanna know where her hair goes when they do the nasty." Frank said.  Gerard slapped him on the arm.  "Don't don't bring them two doing it into this." He said.  Ray sat and laughed at us all.  "What's your opinion on this?" I asked Ray.  He shrugged his shoulders.  "It's your hair, you do what you want with it."  "Thank you, Ray." I said, eyeing Mikey.  He rolled his eyes but then kissed me on the head.  "Shut up about your hair." He whispered to me, pulling at a strand of my hair.  "I will gladly do so." I grumbled.  He laughed at my grumpiness.  "What?" I asked.  "You're so cute when you act all grumpy and stubborn." He smiled.  I rolled my eyes.  One day they'll get stuck back there.  "I don't act stubborn, I was born stubborn." I smiled triumphantly.  "I get it from my dad."  Mikey laughed.  "Well he must have been very good at being stubborn."  "Indeed he was." I nodded.  Mikey smiled and shook his head.  I laughed and leaned my head over on his shoulder.

I hopped off of my bed and walked over to my dresser.  "What are you doing?" Mikey asked, sitting up on the bed.  "Satisfying Frank and taking a shower.  Wanna join?" I smirked.  "What kind of question is that?" Mikey got off the bed and walked over to me.  "A curious one" I said.  He huffed and went to get the shower ready.  I shut the door and pealed off my clothes then hopped in the shower with Mikey.  Before I could turn to face Mikey, I was pushed up against the wall of the shower.  I let out a small yelp when I hit the wall.  Mikey started to kiss me on the neck.  I laughed a tiny bit.  "Mikey stop." I said.  Instead of saying no he bit my neck.  I bit my lip and stopped talking so he could do what he was going to do.

Me and Mikey walked out of the shower more dirty than we did when we walked in.  I sighed, leaning against his chest.  He kissed my forehead and hugged me.  "God Mikey." I whispered.  "What? Did I hurt you?  I'm so sorry I shouldn't have-"   "Shut up I'm fine, I'm just.... worn out." I sighed.  "Oh, thank God." He whispered.  I laughed and kissed his chest.  "Let go of me so I can get dressed."  He nodded and let go of me.  "I'll just tell the boys that I saw a spider fifty million times."   "I'm pretty sure you wouldn't scream moan my name if you saw a spider." He told me.  "Well..." I trailed off.  "They won't ask.  Trust me they'll already know what happened in here." He said.  "A dirty shower." I winked at him.  He laughed.  "Yeah."  "Hey Mikey." I called.  "Hmm?" He turned around to face me.  I was holding up a dark purple thong.  I raised my eyebrow.  He smirked at me.  I looked him in the eye as I slipped it on.  "You might as well not even wear any underwear." He whispered to me, walking closer.  "I don't think so." I smiled as I put on my shorts.  He kissed me on the cheek.  "Whatever you say, ma'am." He whispered in my ear.  I rolled my eyes and put my shirt on.  "Get dressed you ass." I laughed, throwing a shirt at him.  He shook his head and caught the shirt. 

I brushed my hair the best I could.  Gerard is right, I kind of do need a hair cut.  I sighed and threw my brush on the bed and walked out of my room.  Frank was looking through the cabinets, I didn't see Gerard but Ray was at the kitchen table messing with his hand.  "Have fun in the shower?" Frank asked when he saw me.  I rolled my eyes.  "I saw a spider." I shrugged.  "Lies." Ray mumbled.  "Shut up, I did at one point."   "Was that when you screamed out Mikey's name?" Frank asked.  "No." I mumbled.  "Of course it wasn't." Ray laughed.  "Anyway, where's Gerard?" I asked no one in particular.  "He went out.  We don't know where but he said he'd be back sometime soon." Frank said, grabbing some chips.  "Okay." I shrugged then sat down on the couch.  Mikey walked out of my room then came and sat down beside me.  There was a knock at the door, I'm guessing it's Gerard.  Frank went to open the door and I heard him almost scream.  I turned around to see Gerard, his hair cut all short and dyed white.  "What the fuck did you do to your hair?!" I asked pretty loudly.  "I obviously cut and dyed it." He smiled.  "Jesus." Mikey whispered.  "Wow." Ray said.  "Now it's your turn." Gerard smiled at me.  "I am not dying my hair white." I said.  "No I'm talking about a hair cut." He laughed.  "Well, you could dye it a different color." Frank shrugged.  "Like purple." Ray suggested.  "Maybe streaks or the ends.  I'm definitely not dying my whole head." I said.  "You'd look good with a full head of purple hair." Ray said.  I gave a look over at Ray.  "No." I said blankly.  "But you do need your hair cut.  I know somewhere that does a good job." Gerard said to me.  I nodded.  "Yeah, I was thinking about it while riping it out when brushing my hair." I laughed.  Mikey looked over at me and smiled.  I smiled back at him and bit my lip.  "Okay, now you two are eye fucking each other." Frank said, walking over to me and ruffling my hair.  "Stop, you're gonna mess up my hair." I whined.  "It's already messed up." He said.  "It looked decent before you." I said.  "Pfft."  I rolled my eyes and practically threw myself on Mikey's lap.  "Dramatic much?" He whispered to me.  "Oh, you want to see dramatic?" I asked.  "Not really, no." He said.  "Good because I'm not getting up."   "What if I want to get up?" He questioned.  "You're gonna have to pick me up with you." I smiled.  "What if I need to use the bathroom?"   "Take me to the bedroom." I shrugged.  He smiled and rolled his eyes.  "Well come on then." He said, standing up and taking me with him.  I groaned but wrapped my arms around his neck.  He tossed me on the bed but climbed on beside me.  "I thought you were going to the bathroom." I said quietly.   "No." He smiled.  "Then what are you doing?"  "Definitely not laying here with you just because I want to." He said in a sarcastic tone.  I laughed.  "Okay.  I get it" I softly laughed.  Mikey smiled and pulled me closer to him.  He sighed.  "What's wrong?" I asked in a barely audible whisper.  "Nothing." He said back.  I nodded.  "Well... Just one thing." He said.  "What?" I asked, looking up at him with worry.  "I mean, there's nothing wrong." He said.  "Then what is it?" I asked.  He looked down at me with a huge smiled on his face.  "I love you, that's all."  I felt my cheeks heat up.  I smiled back at him.  "I love you too." I whispered softly.