You Leave Me Breathless

[Peyton]

“Waaaaaake up Peyyyytooooon!!! It’s your biiiiiirthdaaaaaaay!”

That’s theunpleasant singing I was woken up by. And two seconds later, Trinity was jumping on my bed, making me fall out.

“Thanks!” I groaned, rubbing my head

“Ooh, wait there, I’ve got your birthday present in my room!” Trinity grinned

And then she ran out the door again. I chuckled, getting back into bed and sitting upright. Over the past month, we’ve settled in pretty nicely. Working at the bar has been incredible. There’s not one person we don’t like there. I’ve done everything but full-on sex with Drew, and Trinity has slept with a few guys. In our terms we’ve actually been taking it slow. We’ve become quite good friends again with Tori and Kim though. Those girls are just too cute – and they really belong together. But whatever makes them happy, I guess.

Then Trinity came running back into my room, holding a lumpy looking package. She jumped onto my bed, crossing her legs directly in front of me, thrusting the package into my hands.

“Sometimes I swear you’re still 6 years old,” I snickered

“Heyyy! I’m allowed to be excited! You can finally use your real ID!” Trinity defended

I just rolled my eyes, smiling as I unwrapped the present. I automatically squealed when I saw a ‘Monster Squad’ limited edition signed CD and signed t-shirt. They’re my favourite London underground punk band, but this album is really rare.

“Oh my effing God – where did you get this?!” I shrieked, hugging Trinity firmly

“I fucked a guy a few states back, who’s cousins boyfriend is their roadie,” Trinity grinned, hugging back, “Called in a favour,”

“Thank you so so so much! This is so great!” I said happily

“There’s a second part too, ho,” Trinity chuckled

She handed me an envelope. What the hell? We don’t bother with birthday cards...

“It’s not a fecking card,” Trinity said crossly

I blushed slightly, before tearing it open. Inside was a letter:

‘Dear Miss Peyton Hayes,

You have a tattoo booked for June 26th with your sister, Trinity Hayes. Trinity has already booked the design, so all you have to do it turn up. See you soon.

NJ Imperial Designs’

“Oh my effing God!” I shrieked again

“You’re going to break my bloody eardrums,” Trinity taunted

“Thank you. What design have you chosen?” I asked curiously

“Well you’ve already got that gothic trailing vine around your ankle, and I’ve already got that gothic fairy on my lower back, so I thought I’d go for something on our wrists. I’m not telling you what, but make sure you don’t put any perfume on your wrists tonight,” Trinity said mysteriously

“I wouldn’t anyway – we’ve got work,” I snorted

“Actually, that’s Connor’s birthday present – we’ve both got the night off! I’m taking you out on a bar crawl!” Trinity grinned

“Oh my effing God!” I shrieked

“Okay, enough with the shrieking! Get your ass up and get dressed. We’re going round Drew’s, because everyone’s meeting us there to celebrate your birthday before they have to go to work,” Trinity instructed

“Aye, captain!” I saluted

Trinity smiled warmly and kissed my forehead before leaving my room. I smiled as she left my bedroom, letting me get changed.

*

I sat down in an empty booth as Trinity walked up to the bar. I didn’t see the name of the place we walked into, but it was ridiculously busy. Then again, this was mine and Trinity’s fourth bar, and it is 11pm. Not really late, but sort of peak time. I smoothed down my new purple sequined mini-dress (courtesy of Drew), smiling as I took in the sight of Trinity walking back to me with a tray of drinks. She looked gorgeous in her green silk dress; it was a halterneck but the neckline plunged all the way down to her navel. I clapped my hands together excitedly as she placed the tray down, and slid in opposite me.

“Four jaeger bombs each, 2 shots of apple sourz each and three sambuca shots each. That’s all I could carry. And all I could get out of that old guy without putting my hand down his pants,” Trinity said innocently

“Aww you shouldn’t have,” I said sarcastically, grinning

Then a shadow fell over the table, and I heard a gasp.

“Trinity?”

I looked up, my eyes widening in shock when I saw Lindsey standing there, three men behind her. She looked really pretty tonight, in a black corset dress and bright red lipstick. Trinity squealed and jumped to her feet, hugging Lindsey tightly. Lindsey laughed and hugged back.

“Fiiiiine, forget me!” I fake-whined

“I wouldn’t forget you,” the really short man smirked

“Jesus Christ, Frank, we’ve been standing here 10 seconds!” the tall guy with glasses exasperated

Lindsey giggled, breaking the hug.

“Trinity, Peyton, this is my husband, my brother-in-law and their friend. Gerard, Mikey, Frank, these are the gorgeous girls I was telling you about,” Lindsey introduced

“The fake-lesbian that saved you?” the black-haired one smirked

“That would be me,” Trinity laughed

“Thank you,” the same guy said genuinely

“Not a problem, it was fun. Which one of you is the brother-in-law?” Trinity smirked

“Um...me?” the one with glasses said, slightly confused

“So you’re the one that passed out in the bathroom! Classy!” Trinity teased

He turned bright red, and we all laughed.

“So...what’s the celebration?” Lindsey asked, nodding to our drinks

“I’m finally 21!” I grinned

“Happy birthday!” Lindsey exclaimed

“Thanks!” I laughed

“Sorry for intruding on your celebration,” Lindsey apologised

“Oh no, don’t worry. You can join us if you want,” I offered

“Are you sure?” Lindsey said hesitantly

“She offered, we’re joining!” the short one said firmly, his lip ring glinting in the neon lights

The one with glasses rolled his eyes as the short one sat down next to me. I didn’t mind – he was absolutely mind-blowingly gorgeous. The one with glasses sat down next to Trinity, the black-haired guy sitting on his other side, and Lindsey sat next to the short one.

“So who’s who?” I whispered to the short one

He laughed.

“I’m Frank. The one with glasses is Mikey. The black-haired one is Gerard – they’re brothers. How do you not know who we are? Or even who Lindsey is?” he whispered back

“Um, am I supposed to?” I whispered in confusion

“Ever heard of the band My Chemical Romance? Or Mindless Self Indulgence?” Frank asked softly, his eyes glinting in amusement

“Nope, sorry! My sister and I strictly listen to underground punk. British punk, obviously. You know... The Addicts, Blanks 77, Husker Du, Monster Squad…and don’t tell Trinity, but I like bands like The Misfits and Smashing Pumpkins too,” I replied, “So you’re all in a band?”

“You’re one of a kind, huh? At least this way you’ll be fucking me for me, not for my guitar,” Frank purred

I giggled as he leant his head down and kissed his way up my neck, biting gently on my earlobe. I guess I can use my intoxication as an excuse to let him do what he wants!

“Hey! Less fornicating, more drinking! I’m not taking you home till you can’t walk!” Trinity barked

I laughed and pushed Frank’s head away, quickly downing the five shots while Trinity did hers. Our four companions looked on, amazed as the shots didn’t even affect us. I lifted my first jaeger bomb, clinking my glass with Trinity’s, taking a big gulp.

“What? Didn’t think a girl could drink?” I mused

“Not like that,” Frank said, impressed

“Well let’s see what you think of my fecking awesome dance moves then,” I grinned, draining my glass and picking up my second one

“Is that a challenge?” Frank smirked

“Scared you’re going to lose?” I grinned, draining my second glass and putting it down

“Mrs Way, I believe you’re blocking our path,” Frank announced

Lindsey rolled her eyes but let him out, laughing as he dragged me to the dance floor. Frank immediately spun me around, and grabbed my hips, pulling my back firmly against his body. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, grinding my ass into his crotch. Frank moaned in my ear, resting his hands dangerously low on my hips.

So this was how he was going to play it, huh? He just messed with the wrong girl.

*

[Trinity]

It was now half 1 in the morning, and we were still in the bar. Lindsey and Gerard had moved to where Frank and Peyton had originally been sitting, the two of them not having returned from the dancefloor. But I wasn’t too worried – Peyton had her phone tucked in her bra, she could call me if she wanted me. I’ll pick up her bag if she doesn’t come back. I had spent most the night talking and flirting with Mikey. He is (honest-to-God) the shyest, quietest guy I had ever met. And that was saying something. He wasn’t afraid to talk to me or flirt a little, but there was something that seemed so...innocent about him. A kind of purity that I’d never seen before.

“Here’s your drink, Trinity,” Mikey said softly

I looked up, smiling. Mikey had just bought a round for the four of us. In all honesty I probably didn’t need to drink any more, but it was sweet of him to offer. And I’ve never turned down a free drink in my life.

“Thanks,” I grinned

I took a sip and grimaced. That is effing strong!

“What the bloody hell is in this!” I giggled

“I don’t know...I just told the bartender to make a special,” Mikey shrugged, staring at his warily

“Bloody hell Mikes, this is strong!” Gerard gasped from across the table

“I can’t taste anything,” Lindsey shrugged, leaning against Gerard

“Then after this drink I think I should take you home,” Gerard laughed, rolling his eyes at how drunk she was

I laughed and turned back to Mikey. He linked his hazel eyes with my blue ones, blushing slightly as I smiled.

“To new starts,” I toasted, lifting my glass to him

“To new possibilities,” Mikey nodded

I bit my bottom lip, before taking a long gulp. Mikey chuckled, taking a gulp too.

“Bad mistake,” I smirked

“And why’s that?” Mikey asked, raising an eyebrow

“Let me guess...5ft...10? But, you’re as skinny as fuck, so that means unless you’ve got a stomach of steel, that drink is going to hit everything else you’ve drunk in the next 30 minutes. You’ll be on the floor,” I said matter-of-factly

“You’re probably right...but I can eat my body weight in sushi!” Mikey said proudly

“Now that is something I have to see,” I laughed

“Do you know what I see?” Mikey smirked

“Right down my chest?” I asked innocently, noticing his eyes flicking down

Mikey blushed but shook his head.

“Frank and Peyton just left out the back door,” Mikey grinned

“Should I be worried?” I mused, raising an eyebrow

“No, he’ll take her back to our apartment, I’m assuming. By our, I mean mine and his. You’re not worried about her?” Mikey frowned slightly

“Peyton’s a big girl now, she can look after herself. And besides, why would I be thinking about her, when I’m with you?” I asked, a seductive edge to my voice

Mikey blushed deeply, something which Gerard and Lindsey laughed at.

“You alright there Mikes?” Lindsey teased

“Shut up,” Mikey said, embarrassed

“Someone needs to take a chill pill,” Gerard snorted

Mikey buried his head in his hands on the table-top, making me laugh. I leant down to his ear level, brushing his light brown hair out the way.

“Don’t worry, Mikey, I’m not going anywhere,” I whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his earlobe

Mikey squeaked slightly, before turning his head to face me. I giggled and pressed a quick kiss to his lips, before sitting upright. Gerard and Lindsey cat-called and cheered, making Mikey blush even further. I rolled my eyes, but laughed too. This guy might just be worth corrupting. Maybe.