Azury: rolls: you're just too damn smart sometimes missy, but I'm glad that you can figure out things ahead of everyone else. You get a sticker and a hug for that : hugs and hands sticker: Oh., oh yes, the kiss will be breath taking and show stopping. I kinda felt light headed when I wrote it. Oh, well I channel country every now and then, for whatever reason, but I'm glad that you liked it. I try. 3. Oh AN: Marco totes isn't loosing Ryan that easily.
Autum: 33333333333333. Oh sweet drama.
BlackRoseOnFire: You need a nick name, with a Y at the end. Now, you just do. I'll find something for you. It may be unconforatble but it's sexeh. I'm glad ….woah, wait, I'm your fav author? WOW: Does Ashlee Simpson Gig, but with feeling and love: that just made my day all over again. It's nice to be a favorite. Oh, I do love your new format, either way was fine, I don't complain, a review is an review. I tried to slap Jake but I cut my hand on the computer screne. So you're not the only one.
Bee: I know you likey my things. Vh1 is pimp. ALEX AND ROBERT ALL THE WAY : hides : I mean, erm….Michael and Robert….
Chapter 14: So Arty
Marco placed his mp3 player down for a second as his telephone rang. He was currently listening to The Strokes, "Meet me in the bathroom", because it reminded him of Dylan so much, that and when he was looking up band slash on the internet they popped up. As his answering machine rang out he looked through his fridge for some orange juice. " Well do ya, do you do ya wanna wanna know…when I'm gonna pick up the phone…do do …do do dodo do do…Leave a message cause I'm so proud of ya….leave a message cause I blew him before you oh yeah!" (Okay, I may sound like a nerd here, but that is really my new cell phone answering thingy. After I wrote it I thought it was so adorable I'd use it for myself, and I don't sound that bad thank you very much)
Beep.
Marco loved his answering Machiene.
"Hey Marco it's me Davis…."
Marco spit out his orange juice. " Nice answering machiene. Um, I'm in town for a while. Wanna meet up, you have my cell number, or at least I think you do…" Davis trailed off. " I'll just call you back later…oh and you probably did blow him before me" And then he hung up.
As Marco realized that he was right about something bad happening he also realized that he had just fucked up a pair of perfectly good white slippers.
Jake sat alone in the corner as Roscoe unlocked the door to their apartment. A smile slowly curled onto his face," What are you doing there?"
"Hiding" Jake whispered out.
"Hiding from what?"
"From you" Jake sneered, backing away even further. " From everybody"
"Oh, that's sweet. Get dressed, we're going out"
"Where?" Jake stuttered," No, I'm not not going anywhere…"
"We're going to visit your little fuck buddy and his boyfriend. You know he has one right…"
Jake looked down into his hands and tried to get up again but failed. He held out his arms limply as Roscoe scooped him up and pushed back his hair," You are so disgraceful" Roscoe shook his head, placing a kiss there and smoothing his cheeks down with his fingers as he whispered into his ear, " I love it"
Jake moaned a little," I know you do"
Robert watched as Michael got dressed in the bathroom, looping his tie through and then pulling the collar of his shirt down. Flipped up the cuffs and smiled in the mirror as Robert looked away disgusted and walked out of the door way. Minutes later Michael followed.
"Aren't you coming to dinner with me, Roscoe and Jake?"
"Have you no memory whatsoever?" Robert whispered, not turning around.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Michael frowned, looking for his jacket.
"I told you to take that shit out of your hair" Robert snapped, turning around as Michael looked down at him, shocked, " You've got to be kidding me. I'm not taking this off"
"I'll cut it off of you if I have to!" Robert screamed out, launching himself on top of Michael, who was taken by surprise and knocked down to the floor. " Robert, hell, get off of me"
"Take it…take it out of your--" Robert moaned, tears slipping into his vision as he pounded on his chest weakly. " Change it back…I want the old you back…"
"Oh sweetie. You think that by changing my hair I'm changing myself?" Michael whispered, grabbing his wrist and pulling himself up," Never. I'm still your Michael"
"You were never my Michael" Robert whispered.
"Well whose was I then?"
"Jak-" Michael clamped his hands down on Robert's mouth," Don't even say his name"
"Why!" Robert practically spat, smacking his hand away," It's about time you knew anyway. You already fucked him!"
"What do you mean?"
"That Jake that you're meeting is your Jake. This is what happened to him. He's dead inside now. Why the hell do you think you're so attracted to him? And don't lie and say that you haven't been with him, Alex told me everything, saw everything." Robert shook his head as Michael's eyes welled up with tears. " How the hell couldn't you recognize him? I don't care what Alex says, Roscoe's right. True love doesn't always win in the end"
"How the fuck couldn't you tell me that was him…?" Michael asked, head tilted to the side. "Don't you owe me that much?"
"I DON'T OWE YOU SHIT." Robert snapped. " I don't owe you a fucking thing"
"Are you jealous because you think I still love him?"
"Think!" Robert lurched forwards and grabbed up a handful of his hair," I'm another fucking Adrian to you aren't I?"
"How…Adrian has nothing to do with…I don't know what you're talking about!" Michael shrieked, pushing Robert away from him and scrambling to the door.
"Where are going?" Robert yelled over the rush of tears as the assaulted the floor in heavy thuds.
"To prove you wrong!" The door slammed shut as Robert ran over and tripped, hitting his head on table, but still managing to reach his cell phone. He flinched, blood dripping on his head as he rasped out," Alex? Change of plan. He knows. Get your ass to the café now before someone gets hurt"
can you say drama in the nbext chapter involving michael and jake making out and rosoce getting jealous of jake? Opps, fuck, review!