Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, You can't see me
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Singers/Bands/Musicians › Linkin Park
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,371
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Linkin Park. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Peek-A-Boo, I See You
I grabbed my favorite blanket and pillow and made my way to Mike's room. I got a curious glance from Phoenix, but walked on ignoring him. I started making a pallet on the floor when he walked in.
"Dude, what are you doing?" He asked curiously.
"Making a pallet on the floor. Why?" I asked, not looking at his face
"No, man. Crawl into bed with me." He said in his uncharacteristically commanding voice.
I looked up at him and he smiled. I shrugged my shoulders and grabbed my blanket. I sheepishly crawled into his bed. As I did, I heard him shut and lock the door. My suspicions were arising again. He never locked his door. My heart started to race. What was going on? Maybe he was the one sending me all these things. He looked at me, and I could feel the tears welling up again. What in the hell was going on?
"You know, you can get comfortable. I know you sleep shirtless. Are you ok? You look a little disturbed." Mike said as he sat down on the bed next to me.
I took off my shirt and threw it down next to the bed. I was just about to lay down when I glanced up and saw Mike slowly taking off his own shirt. Why hadn't I ever noticed how fucking hot he was? Dark, tanned skin, pierced nipples, famous Shinoda grin. He then stripped off his jeans, revealing flaming red silk boxers. My head was starting to spin. It was almost like Mike was trying to either tease me or seduce me.
He crawled into bed and settled on his back. Neither of us went to sleep very easy. There was so much going on in my head, it was getting hard to think. I wanted to tell Mike everything. All that I felt, to ask him all the questions I had. But I couldn't. He'd probably get mad at me for accusing him of being apart of all this. I hadn't realized I was tossing and turning, until he pulled me to him and let me rest my head on his chest.
"Chaz. Calm down. I know there's alot going on up there. Rest, you really need your sleep." Mike said as he rubbed my back. I finally fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.
**In Chester's Dream**
I woke up with Mike. He was already awake. He slipped out of bed, and I followed. He pulled me into the bathroom with him. The water in the shower started running. When I looked up at Mike, he had already stripped off his boxers. All of Mike's gloriousness was there for me to behold. He winked at me and climbed into the shower. I quickly undressed myself and followed suit. What a site to behold. A very naked, wet, soapy Mike. Smiling at me! I looked down and understood why he was smiling. I didn't realize his cock was that big until I saw it fully erect. Damn! We were kissing and letting our hands roam when Phoenix called for me. He said I had a very important visitor. He couldn't wait. I climbed out of the shower, leaving a disappointed Mike. I promised him I would return and finish what he started. He smiled back at me in understanding. I wrapped a towel around my waist and reluctantly went downstairs. I soon realized noone was in the house but me, Mike and Phoenix. As I stepped into the living room, I saw Phe. He was sitting on the couch, with a frown on his face.
"Chazy Chaz. I thought you would have figured it out by now, my love. Figured out that Mike has been in love with you for the longest time. Figured out that I have been in love with you too. You didn't even suspect me, did you? You dirty little bitch. Who do you think took all those photos of your sexy, wet body in the shower? Or your beautifully sleeping face? Since you have seemed to have made your choice, you won't have me. Or him." He said in a solemn tone.
That's when I noticed the gun. Pointed at me! Before I could even scream for Mike, I heard the shot. I looked down and saw blood flowing from my chest. I fell to the floor, holding myself and screamed for Mike.
**Back in reality**
"Chester. Ches! Ches, wake up. You're having a nightmare." Mike said, taking me further into his arms.
I opened my eyes. I was still in Mike's room, in Mike's bed. I was alive. It had all been a very bad dream (except the showering with Mike part, that is). Did I just think that? My heart was racing. I was sweating. My whole body was shaking. He turned on the bedside lamp, so he could look me over. I looked at the clock. It read 2:38am. I looked into Mike's eyes and felt relief.
"I had a nightmare. It was about....... Phoenix. He was the one behind all these crazy letters and stuff. He, he........ he shot me Mike. Phoenix shot me! Dead." I squeeked out.
Suddenly the downstairs phone rang. We both got up and looked at each other. He opened the door and we ran downstairs to answer it. I picked it up and heard a musky voice.
"Chester........ C-h-e-s-t-e-r. Peek-a-Boo, I See You" and then he laughed. I dropped the phone and ran into Mike's arms. This guy was after me!!! One by one the rest of the band made their way downstairs.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Joe said, in a rather irritated tone.
"My, my, admiror. He called. He said he could see me. Guys, I don't want to die." I began to cry. Then we heard a pounding on the front door, like someone was trying to break it down.
"Dude, what are you doing?" He asked curiously.
"Making a pallet on the floor. Why?" I asked, not looking at his face
"No, man. Crawl into bed with me." He said in his uncharacteristically commanding voice.
I looked up at him and he smiled. I shrugged my shoulders and grabbed my blanket. I sheepishly crawled into his bed. As I did, I heard him shut and lock the door. My suspicions were arising again. He never locked his door. My heart started to race. What was going on? Maybe he was the one sending me all these things. He looked at me, and I could feel the tears welling up again. What in the hell was going on?
"You know, you can get comfortable. I know you sleep shirtless. Are you ok? You look a little disturbed." Mike said as he sat down on the bed next to me.
I took off my shirt and threw it down next to the bed. I was just about to lay down when I glanced up and saw Mike slowly taking off his own shirt. Why hadn't I ever noticed how fucking hot he was? Dark, tanned skin, pierced nipples, famous Shinoda grin. He then stripped off his jeans, revealing flaming red silk boxers. My head was starting to spin. It was almost like Mike was trying to either tease me or seduce me.
He crawled into bed and settled on his back. Neither of us went to sleep very easy. There was so much going on in my head, it was getting hard to think. I wanted to tell Mike everything. All that I felt, to ask him all the questions I had. But I couldn't. He'd probably get mad at me for accusing him of being apart of all this. I hadn't realized I was tossing and turning, until he pulled me to him and let me rest my head on his chest.
"Chaz. Calm down. I know there's alot going on up there. Rest, you really need your sleep." Mike said as he rubbed my back. I finally fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.
**In Chester's Dream**
I woke up with Mike. He was already awake. He slipped out of bed, and I followed. He pulled me into the bathroom with him. The water in the shower started running. When I looked up at Mike, he had already stripped off his boxers. All of Mike's gloriousness was there for me to behold. He winked at me and climbed into the shower. I quickly undressed myself and followed suit. What a site to behold. A very naked, wet, soapy Mike. Smiling at me! I looked down and understood why he was smiling. I didn't realize his cock was that big until I saw it fully erect. Damn! We were kissing and letting our hands roam when Phoenix called for me. He said I had a very important visitor. He couldn't wait. I climbed out of the shower, leaving a disappointed Mike. I promised him I would return and finish what he started. He smiled back at me in understanding. I wrapped a towel around my waist and reluctantly went downstairs. I soon realized noone was in the house but me, Mike and Phoenix. As I stepped into the living room, I saw Phe. He was sitting on the couch, with a frown on his face.
"Chazy Chaz. I thought you would have figured it out by now, my love. Figured out that Mike has been in love with you for the longest time. Figured out that I have been in love with you too. You didn't even suspect me, did you? You dirty little bitch. Who do you think took all those photos of your sexy, wet body in the shower? Or your beautifully sleeping face? Since you have seemed to have made your choice, you won't have me. Or him." He said in a solemn tone.
That's when I noticed the gun. Pointed at me! Before I could even scream for Mike, I heard the shot. I looked down and saw blood flowing from my chest. I fell to the floor, holding myself and screamed for Mike.
**Back in reality**
"Chester. Ches! Ches, wake up. You're having a nightmare." Mike said, taking me further into his arms.
I opened my eyes. I was still in Mike's room, in Mike's bed. I was alive. It had all been a very bad dream (except the showering with Mike part, that is). Did I just think that? My heart was racing. I was sweating. My whole body was shaking. He turned on the bedside lamp, so he could look me over. I looked at the clock. It read 2:38am. I looked into Mike's eyes and felt relief.
"I had a nightmare. It was about....... Phoenix. He was the one behind all these crazy letters and stuff. He, he........ he shot me Mike. Phoenix shot me! Dead." I squeeked out.
Suddenly the downstairs phone rang. We both got up and looked at each other. He opened the door and we ran downstairs to answer it. I picked it up and heard a musky voice.
"Chester........ C-h-e-s-t-e-r. Peek-a-Boo, I See You" and then he laughed. I dropped the phone and ran into Mike's arms. This guy was after me!!! One by one the rest of the band made their way downstairs.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Joe said, in a rather irritated tone.
"My, my, admiror. He called. He said he could see me. Guys, I don't want to die." I began to cry. Then we heard a pounding on the front door, like someone was trying to break it down.