The blond teen turned on his MP3, Gilbert had sent him out of his room and into his own just across the hall.
He sighed and put the devise on shuffle, no point in caring what he would hear, something cheery, maybe...
Let's have some fun this beat is sick, I wanna take a ride on your disco stick...
Vincent's eyes widened for a split second, how happy he was his MP3 remembered his favourite song, but he closed the mismatched orbs and let his thoughts match the words.
After a few moments...
I wanna kiss you.
But if I do then I might miss you babe~
"Gilbert..." He whispered, barely audible, it reminded him of how much he wanted to show his affection in a more 'advanced' way... But he was scared Gil would push him further away.
Hold me and love me, just wanna touch you for a minute.
Baby three seconds is enough (?) for my heart to quit~
At the words tears pricked the edges of Vince's eyes, he felt his nose tingle and new he was about to start crying.
A gentle knock on his door made him turn off the oddly sorrow-causing music.
"I'd like you tell you something..." Gil said, his cheeks burning red.
Vince raised an eyebrow.
"Yes...?"
A low moan was heard and Vincent believed for a moment that maybe Lady Gaga could predict the future...