Whispered Confessions, chapter 15
Crash was awake by a bright flash and a mumble next to her. She opened her eyes and found that She was facing Gerard's face. His eyes were closed, his face angelic. She wonfered how it was possible for someone with such a dark mind to look so cute in their sleep. Then Crash heard chuckles.
"They look so cute together" Frank whispered. Gerard opened his eyes. He was facing away from The guys, so they didn't see him. Crash opened one of hre eyes. The guys couldn't see her because she was blocked by Frank. They kept listening.
"Got the picture, Mikey?" Ray whispered.
"Yeah" Mikey whispered back.
"They should just tell each other their feelings. It's so obvious" Bob whispered. Gerard rolled his eyes and Crash just smiled.
"Yeah, with how much they flirt with each other, you must be deaf and blind to not notice it"
"We don't flirt!" Crash and Gerard said at the same time.
"Yes you do! And good morning" Frank said, climbing in between Gerard and Crash.
"Your just jealous Gerard would rather fuck me" Crash said, smirking at Frank.
"No! That's not true! Frank said, poking Crash. "He would much rather fuck me" he said, going on.
"Yeah. Right." Crash said, rolling her eyes.
"Just ask him. Go on, ask him!" Frank said, oozing confidence (a/n: hah, oozing. Sorry, just thought it was a hilarious)
Crash looked at Gerard. He had a very amused look on his face.
"Well Gerard, what's the verdict?" Kimey asked, sitting at the edge of the bunk. By this time, everyone's space was being violated. Gerard pretended to think.
"Well, I have known Frank for a longer time..... But Crash is sexier" Frank had an apalled look on his face, and Crash stuck her tongue out. Gerard continued.
"Frank is hornier.....but Crash IS a different sex, definitely easier to fuck....decisions, decisions" Gerard stroked his chin, as if to think. A few seconds later, he announced his decision.
"I would prefer to fuck...Crash" Gerard said. Crash jumped out of bed and started to do a crazy dance. Kinda like a shicken with it's head cut off.
"Oh yeah...I'm sexier than Frank....oh yeah...go me" Crash finally settled down. Ray gave her a weird look. Crash shrugged.
"Well, come on, you know I turn you on on the inside! Right Gerard?" Gerard shrugged.
"Whatever makes you feel good, sexy." He said, and got out of the bunk, leaving Frank by himself.
"Aw, come on. I feel so alooooooone. Bob, hold me" Frank said.
"cough BOY SEX cough" Crash said, and went into the bathroom to change.
The group finally got to the hotel, and check in. They decided that since the hotel food was going to be crappy, they might as well go out to eat. About half an hour later, they were all at Starbucks. Gerard, Mikey, Bob, Crash, Ray, and Frank were all sitting, savoring the warmth. It was snowing outside.
"Dude, It doesn't snow in New Jersey in the begining of November!" Frank said, pulling his coat tighter around him.
"No shit, Sherlock." Crash said, sipping her coffee.
"Yeah. I wish it snowed more often when we were growing up. I love the snow" Gerard said softly.
"Well, I need a smoke. Gerard, you coming?" Crash didn't even give Gerard time to answer. She just picked him up by the arm, and lead him out the door. Gerard took out a cigarette and light it. Crash stole it.
"So...anything to taking me away from the warmth of my coffee?" Gerard asked, taking his cigarette back.
"I thought you said you loved the cold" Crash teased. Gerard just rolled his eyes.
"And yet, a fire seems more welcoming"
"Well, I guess you're going to have to deal" Crash said, and threw a snow ball at Gerard.
Well, maybe it didn't snow much in New Jersay, but Gerard had enough experience with snow.
"Fucker" Gerard dropped his cigarette and went to work. He grabbed and armful of snow and shoved it down Crash's shirt.
"AAH! COLD!" Crash screamed. She grabbed snow and shoved it down Gerard's shirt.
"BIIITCH!" Gerard screamed, getting lots of dirty looks from people in the parking lot. Mikey, Frank, Bob, and Ray finally came out, laughed their asses off. Gerard and Crash just shivered.
"I think we need to get back to the hotel" Mikey said, after settleing down.
"I agree" Gerard said, getting into the car that they rented. Gerard and Crash were still shivering, and it was a good half hour to the hotel.
"Anyone have a towel?" Gerard asked. Ray threw him one. It was a little hand towel.
"Oh, yeah, this works" Greard mumbled, while rolling his eyes. He took his sopping coat and shirt off. Then he dried himself. Crash stared at him with envy. Gerard just smirked.
"Ah, that feels much better. Now I am WARM" He said the last part right in Crash's face. She squirmed with envy. And kept shivering.
"Well, you could take your shirt off too...." Ray said, as if daring her. Crash grinned.
"What's in it for me?"
"Hmm....." Mikey thought for a moment. Then an idea popped into his head.
"Gerard will give you a foot massage" Crach grinned.
"WAIT A MOMENT, I NEVER VOLENTIERED!" Gerard said. Crash shook Mikey's hand. She took off her coat, sweater, t shirt, and herlong sleeved shirt. Luckily, it didn't soak through her undershirt. They boys' eyes bulged out of their heads.
"We didn't think you would actually do it...." Bob said.
"Um...Crash..." Frank started.
"Yes Frank?"
"That's not how you looked the last time I saw you in a bra!"
"That's because I was 12, Frank."
So, they finally made it to the hotel. The boys allowed Crash to put her clothes back on (much to their disappointment) and they made their way in.
"So, when do I get my foot massage?" Crash asked in the elevator. They all looked at Gerard. He sighed.
"Later."
Crash and Gerard took showers and were hanging out in Gerard's room.
"Now, about that foot massage....." Crash started, looking hopefully at Gerard. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Might as well get it over with" Crash squealed with excitment. She thought that anyone that would give her a foot massage was a god. Gerard began to rub her feet.
"Ah...that feels soooo good.....keep going...ah.." Crash was immensly enjoying her foot massage. Gerard smirked. Then they heard a bang on the wall.
"Hey fuckers! I know you two are enjoying yourselves, but these hotel walls are very thin!" Frank called from the other side of the wall. Crash and Gerard giggled, and then started pretending to have orgasms.
"DAMNIT! Frank screamed.
"They look so cute together" Frank whispered. Gerard opened his eyes. He was facing away from The guys, so they didn't see him. Crash opened one of hre eyes. The guys couldn't see her because she was blocked by Frank. They kept listening.
"Got the picture, Mikey?" Ray whispered.
"Yeah" Mikey whispered back.
"They should just tell each other their feelings. It's so obvious" Bob whispered. Gerard rolled his eyes and Crash just smiled.
"Yeah, with how much they flirt with each other, you must be deaf and blind to not notice it"
"We don't flirt!" Crash and Gerard said at the same time.
"Yes you do! And good morning" Frank said, climbing in between Gerard and Crash.
"Your just jealous Gerard would rather fuck me" Crash said, smirking at Frank.
"No! That's not true! Frank said, poking Crash. "He would much rather fuck me" he said, going on.
"Yeah. Right." Crash said, rolling her eyes.
"Just ask him. Go on, ask him!" Frank said, oozing confidence (a/n: hah, oozing. Sorry, just thought it was a hilarious)
Crash looked at Gerard. He had a very amused look on his face.
"Well Gerard, what's the verdict?" Kimey asked, sitting at the edge of the bunk. By this time, everyone's space was being violated. Gerard pretended to think.
"Well, I have known Frank for a longer time..... But Crash is sexier" Frank had an apalled look on his face, and Crash stuck her tongue out. Gerard continued.
"Frank is hornier.....but Crash IS a different sex, definitely easier to fuck....decisions, decisions" Gerard stroked his chin, as if to think. A few seconds later, he announced his decision.
"I would prefer to fuck...Crash" Gerard said. Crash jumped out of bed and started to do a crazy dance. Kinda like a shicken with it's head cut off.
"Oh yeah...I'm sexier than Frank....oh yeah...go me" Crash finally settled down. Ray gave her a weird look. Crash shrugged.
"Well, come on, you know I turn you on on the inside! Right Gerard?" Gerard shrugged.
"Whatever makes you feel good, sexy." He said, and got out of the bunk, leaving Frank by himself.
"Aw, come on. I feel so alooooooone. Bob, hold me" Frank said.
"cough BOY SEX cough" Crash said, and went into the bathroom to change.
The group finally got to the hotel, and check in. They decided that since the hotel food was going to be crappy, they might as well go out to eat. About half an hour later, they were all at Starbucks. Gerard, Mikey, Bob, Crash, Ray, and Frank were all sitting, savoring the warmth. It was snowing outside.
"Dude, It doesn't snow in New Jersey in the begining of November!" Frank said, pulling his coat tighter around him.
"No shit, Sherlock." Crash said, sipping her coffee.
"Yeah. I wish it snowed more often when we were growing up. I love the snow" Gerard said softly.
"Well, I need a smoke. Gerard, you coming?" Crash didn't even give Gerard time to answer. She just picked him up by the arm, and lead him out the door. Gerard took out a cigarette and light it. Crash stole it.
"So...anything to taking me away from the warmth of my coffee?" Gerard asked, taking his cigarette back.
"I thought you said you loved the cold" Crash teased. Gerard just rolled his eyes.
"And yet, a fire seems more welcoming"
"Well, I guess you're going to have to deal" Crash said, and threw a snow ball at Gerard.
Well, maybe it didn't snow much in New Jersay, but Gerard had enough experience with snow.
"Fucker" Gerard dropped his cigarette and went to work. He grabbed and armful of snow and shoved it down Crash's shirt.
"AAH! COLD!" Crash screamed. She grabbed snow and shoved it down Gerard's shirt.
"BIIITCH!" Gerard screamed, getting lots of dirty looks from people in the parking lot. Mikey, Frank, Bob, and Ray finally came out, laughed their asses off. Gerard and Crash just shivered.
"I think we need to get back to the hotel" Mikey said, after settleing down.
"I agree" Gerard said, getting into the car that they rented. Gerard and Crash were still shivering, and it was a good half hour to the hotel.
"Anyone have a towel?" Gerard asked. Ray threw him one. It was a little hand towel.
"Oh, yeah, this works" Greard mumbled, while rolling his eyes. He took his sopping coat and shirt off. Then he dried himself. Crash stared at him with envy. Gerard just smirked.
"Ah, that feels much better. Now I am WARM" He said the last part right in Crash's face. She squirmed with envy. And kept shivering.
"Well, you could take your shirt off too...." Ray said, as if daring her. Crash grinned.
"What's in it for me?"
"Hmm....." Mikey thought for a moment. Then an idea popped into his head.
"Gerard will give you a foot massage" Crach grinned.
"WAIT A MOMENT, I NEVER VOLENTIERED!" Gerard said. Crash shook Mikey's hand. She took off her coat, sweater, t shirt, and herlong sleeved shirt. Luckily, it didn't soak through her undershirt. They boys' eyes bulged out of their heads.
"We didn't think you would actually do it...." Bob said.
"Um...Crash..." Frank started.
"Yes Frank?"
"That's not how you looked the last time I saw you in a bra!"
"That's because I was 12, Frank."
So, they finally made it to the hotel. The boys allowed Crash to put her clothes back on (much to their disappointment) and they made their way in.
"So, when do I get my foot massage?" Crash asked in the elevator. They all looked at Gerard. He sighed.
"Later."
Crash and Gerard took showers and were hanging out in Gerard's room.
"Now, about that foot massage....." Crash started, looking hopefully at Gerard. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Might as well get it over with" Crash squealed with excitment. She thought that anyone that would give her a foot massage was a god. Gerard began to rub her feet.
"Ah...that feels soooo good.....keep going...ah.." Crash was immensly enjoying her foot massage. Gerard smirked. Then they heard a bang on the wall.
"Hey fuckers! I know you two are enjoying yourselves, but these hotel walls are very thin!" Frank called from the other side of the wall. Crash and Gerard giggled, and then started pretending to have orgasms.
"DAMNIT! Frank screamed.
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