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One Night Only
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Category:
My Chemical Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,446
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Again, the solely the figments of my warped imagination. Didn't happen, although I'd shoot the lucky whore to which it did. Ha!
I finallyl gave up the ghost and phoned him a week before the big day.
"Pete! What's up man?" He answered his phone. Damn Caller id.
"What's up man?" I asked him surprisingly, without a stutter. I was nervous as fuck!
He chuckled a little. Nothing much. Got some downtime. Taking it easy." I nodded. Like he could really fucking see me.
"That's cool...that's...real cool." I ramble. He gets quiet.
"Ok Wentz. What the hell's wrong?" He asks.
I sigh. "Hey man, I got something to ask you. I kinda need a favor." That's it. No more beating around the bush.
"Uh...ok. Well, what is it?" His voice snapped me back into reality. Making me realize I hadn't spoken in more than a minute. So much for not beating around the bush.
"I...I kinda want..."
"Spit it out Wentz! Sometime today!"
"Will you fuck my girlfriend?!" I spat, immediately regretting it.
And then, there it was. The silence.
Complete and utter silence.
Oh geez, what the fuck was he going to say?
Would he hang up on my ass? Curse me out? He was so good for that.
He did none of the above, actually.
"So if I do this?...Do I have to like...Do you too?"
I finallyl gave up the ghost and phoned him a week before the big day.
"Pete! What's up man?" He answered his phone. Damn Caller id.
"What's up man?" I asked him surprisingly, without a stutter. I was nervous as fuck!
He chuckled a little. Nothing much. Got some downtime. Taking it easy." I nodded. Like he could really fucking see me.
"That's cool...that's...real cool." I ramble. He gets quiet.
"Ok Wentz. What the hell's wrong?" He asks.
I sigh. "Hey man, I got something to ask you. I kinda need a favor." That's it. No more beating around the bush.
"Uh...ok. Well, what is it?" His voice snapped me back into reality. Making me realize I hadn't spoken in more than a minute. So much for not beating around the bush.
"I...I kinda want..."
"Spit it out Wentz! Sometime today!"
"Will you fuck my girlfriend?!" I spat, immediately regretting it.
And then, there it was. The silence.
Complete and utter silence.
Oh geez, what the fuck was he going to say?
Would he hang up on my ass? Curse me out? He was so good for that.
He did none of the above, actually.
"So if I do this?...Do I have to like...Do you too?"