*Author's Notes: None of this is mine. Okay so the last few have been
written in De's POV, my little Justin would like his turn to speak and he
thinks you might want to be filled in on the gaps. Don't you all? Alas
this one is short. God, need break. Running on empty. Sleep? What the
fuck is that? Feedback: Appreciated.
Where the fuck is she? I swear to God, when I find her I'm gonna beat the shit out of her myself. Okay. Calm down, Justin. Overreacting, much? I'll look for her after I get a drink. A really big drink.
"Hey, Kerri, a shot of beam." He nods at me, turning away to get me what I want. I know Kerri from my very short time on Sap's employment list. Seems like a cool guy plus he has great pot. Yeah, that's, uh, pretty much all I know about him.
"Hitting it pretty heavy tonight kid." Oh My God. Oh My God. Oh My God. I turn *slowly* around.
"Hey, Brian." Wow, that was lame. Don't sound panicked or anything, Justin.
"Hey. You here all alone?" He looks around like I have a special someone around here about to confront him for talking to me, and the only person that ever did that is standing right in-front of me.
"I was supposed to be here with De, but I don't know where she is now." I reach around behind me and grab the shot. I sink it down, grimacing at the aftertaste. The aftertaste is always the worse.
He laughs. "Never could handle your Beam." I move over so he can squeeze in some counter space and he orders the exact same thing I did.
"Anyway, enough with my lack of drinking talents, where are the rest of the boys?"
"On their way in." He says looking out on the dance floor. He reminded me of a king surveying his majestic. He had a real pick tonight, cute guys abound.
"Oh. You looking for anything special?" I ask, laughing. He's studying the crowd so hard, like he's looking for the missing link or something.
"Always." I nod, still smiling. He would never change, and I really would hate it if he did. I pointed to my glass, once again leaning back on the glowing top.
I'm about to ask him if he wants to dance when the three stooges pull up.
"Hey baby!" Em shouts over the pulsating music, taking me into a big bear hug. Like he hasn't seen me in three years instead of three days. "Where's your little vixen, De was her name, right?"
"Yeah and Lord only knows, probably fucking someone by now."
"Ooh, she moves fast."
"Got that right." I smile at them and drink down another shot. Ted takes a seat from me and Mikey moves to the other side of Brian. I'm glad Mikey and me settled whatever problems we had, with a little help from Brian on that one, but yeah, we're okay now. We aren't the best of friends, but still we don't intensely hate each other anymore. That's a plus, right?
"Wanna dance?" Brian asks in my ear. Say it again.
"Yeah." So much for the straight and narrow path. We head right to the center, reminding me of how things never really change. The music is great as w begin the well-practiced rhythm.
He smiles at me, pulling me closer to his body. This is nice. I can handle this. Right? He feels so fucking good, smells so fucking good. Like sweet honey. Velvet. Everything you have ever loved in your life wrapped in a gorgeous body. He will never change, and so will my reaction to him.
"You okay?" I have to ready his mouth because the music is so fucking loud; it's going through my body and out.
"Fucking fine, why wouldn't I be?" He looks like he is about to say something, but stops himself and moves closer. Maybe I should had never left after all.
Shut the fuck up. This kind of thinking is what got me in trouble the first now. You are a new fucking person now, someone who won't bend or break so easy, a self-reliant person.who seems to have a big weakness in Brian Kinney. He could say the same for me, though. Which makes it a lot easier for me to sink into this.
That's when I catch a glimpse of her out of my eye. De, with that wild streak of pink in her hair, being half supported by.Fucking Leda? Where the hell did she come from? My God, De looks half stoned off her ass. What the fuck else has she taken since arriving here?
Brian must have sensed that something was wrong because he turned to see what had so aptly taken my attention away from him.
"Is that fucking Leda??" Apparently he was just as shocked as I was.
"Yeah and three guess who she's pinning on that wall?"
"What do I get if I get it in one?" Yep, definitely a 'De' comment.
"Shut up." We start moving to where she is at, Brian grabbing my hand leading the way. Things never really do change, do they?
Where the fuck is she? I swear to God, when I find her I'm gonna beat the shit out of her myself. Okay. Calm down, Justin. Overreacting, much? I'll look for her after I get a drink. A really big drink.
"Hey, Kerri, a shot of beam." He nods at me, turning away to get me what I want. I know Kerri from my very short time on Sap's employment list. Seems like a cool guy plus he has great pot. Yeah, that's, uh, pretty much all I know about him.
"Hitting it pretty heavy tonight kid." Oh My God. Oh My God. Oh My God. I turn *slowly* around.
"Hey, Brian." Wow, that was lame. Don't sound panicked or anything, Justin.
"Hey. You here all alone?" He looks around like I have a special someone around here about to confront him for talking to me, and the only person that ever did that is standing right in-front of me.
"I was supposed to be here with De, but I don't know where she is now." I reach around behind me and grab the shot. I sink it down, grimacing at the aftertaste. The aftertaste is always the worse.
He laughs. "Never could handle your Beam." I move over so he can squeeze in some counter space and he orders the exact same thing I did.
"Anyway, enough with my lack of drinking talents, where are the rest of the boys?"
"On their way in." He says looking out on the dance floor. He reminded me of a king surveying his majestic. He had a real pick tonight, cute guys abound.
"Oh. You looking for anything special?" I ask, laughing. He's studying the crowd so hard, like he's looking for the missing link or something.
"Always." I nod, still smiling. He would never change, and I really would hate it if he did. I pointed to my glass, once again leaning back on the glowing top.
I'm about to ask him if he wants to dance when the three stooges pull up.
"Hey baby!" Em shouts over the pulsating music, taking me into a big bear hug. Like he hasn't seen me in three years instead of three days. "Where's your little vixen, De was her name, right?"
"Yeah and Lord only knows, probably fucking someone by now."
"Ooh, she moves fast."
"Got that right." I smile at them and drink down another shot. Ted takes a seat from me and Mikey moves to the other side of Brian. I'm glad Mikey and me settled whatever problems we had, with a little help from Brian on that one, but yeah, we're okay now. We aren't the best of friends, but still we don't intensely hate each other anymore. That's a plus, right?
"Wanna dance?" Brian asks in my ear. Say it again.
"Yeah." So much for the straight and narrow path. We head right to the center, reminding me of how things never really change. The music is great as w begin the well-practiced rhythm.
He smiles at me, pulling me closer to his body. This is nice. I can handle this. Right? He feels so fucking good, smells so fucking good. Like sweet honey. Velvet. Everything you have ever loved in your life wrapped in a gorgeous body. He will never change, and so will my reaction to him.
"You okay?" I have to ready his mouth because the music is so fucking loud; it's going through my body and out.
"Fucking fine, why wouldn't I be?" He looks like he is about to say something, but stops himself and moves closer. Maybe I should had never left after all.
Shut the fuck up. This kind of thinking is what got me in trouble the first now. You are a new fucking person now, someone who won't bend or break so easy, a self-reliant person.who seems to have a big weakness in Brian Kinney. He could say the same for me, though. Which makes it a lot easier for me to sink into this.
That's when I catch a glimpse of her out of my eye. De, with that wild streak of pink in her hair, being half supported by.Fucking Leda? Where the hell did she come from? My God, De looks half stoned off her ass. What the fuck else has she taken since arriving here?
Brian must have sensed that something was wrong because he turned to see what had so aptly taken my attention away from him.
"Is that fucking Leda??" Apparently he was just as shocked as I was.
"Yeah and three guess who she's pinning on that wall?"
"What do I get if I get it in one?" Yep, definitely a 'De' comment.
"Shut up." We start moving to where she is at, Brian grabbing my hand leading the way. Things never really do change, do they?