Chapter TEN!
It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a fucking death wish
(Gee's POV)
Damn, did I just say that? I just broke down in front of my new boyfriend, that's kind of suckish in my book. I guess I'll get it all over with. "I love you" I whispered, sniffling loudly and totally unattractively. Frank, who I expected to leave, just wiped my eyes. Such a sweetheart, how do I deserve him? "I love you too" He whispered in my ear, holding me close. Oh my fucking god, did he just say that? I put my forehead together with his and we stared into each other's eyes. He slowly leaned in, and just before his lips brushed mine, the phone rang. "FUCKING SHIT DAMN!" I exclaimed and reached for the phone, answering trying to sound as annoyed as possible. "What?" I asked, not bothering to say hello. "Hi Gerard" My brother answered, and I heard the roar of my motorcycle. "You'd better be bringing my motorcycle back" I told him, my teeth clenched together. They released a little bit when Frank snuggled into my side.
"Yeah yeah yeah I'm coming back now" Mikey assured me, and I heard the motorcycle outside. I hung up before he could say anything, trudging to open the door, leaving Frank wondering what was going on. Mikey walked through the door and glared at Frank, throwing me the keys. "Fuck off" Frank muttered, looking at the blonde hair dye curiously. I smiled at him, looking at the blonde hair dye too, asking him if he wanted it with my eyes. He nodded slowly, and I grabbed his hand, pulling him into the bathroom, bringing all of the hair dyes. "I recommend dying all of your hair black first" I told him, and he nodded excitedly. After combing the dye through Frank's chocolate brown hair, I told him to wash his hair in the shower, and he looked confused. I told him to take his shirt off, and he smirked at me. I pointed at his shirt, and he pulled it off. I smiled at him, looking at his gorgeous chest. I turned on the shower and told him to bend down, and I began to wash his hair for him. I wasn't looking, and he unzipped my pants zipper playfully.
"Hey! Bad Frankie!" I yelled, zipping my pants back up, and throwing a towel over his hair. He chuckled and dried his hair, putting the towel on the counter and getting up for me to see. I gasped and put my hand over my mouth, looking at the sexiness in front of me. Before I could compliment him, he handed me the blonde hair dye and told me how he wanted his hair.
After we did the whole cycle again, including him unzipping my fly, he was finished, and he wanted to hide it until it was dry and perfect. I went outside and waited for him. I heard a blow dryer turn on and quickly off after an outburst of "FUCK!" then it turned on again. Finally, I heard the door unlock, and out walked the sexiest thing I've ever seen. His black hair gave midnight a run for its money, and the blonde patch that covered his eye looked like the moon on a dark night. He had blowdried his hair to perfection, and I smiled at him, walking towards him. "Now, did you want this?" I asked, unzipping my fly.
Oh shit! Chapter 11 out soon
Do you remember the day when we first met, you told me it would get worse it did, been holding on forever, promise me that when I'm gone, you'll kill my enemies.