It's Never Gonna Be Too Late.
I Don't Care.
Ashe's POV.
One drink lead to another.
And another and another.
Soon after, I was more drunk than Gerard and I couldn't help it.
I've only gotten serverly drunk once before, and I promised myself I never would again.
I don't know what got into me, maybe it was what I needed.
All I know is I ended up making out with Gerard on the floor, which was unusual for us.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alex and Mikey coming out of our bedroom.
"Gee, stop" I swat him from ontop of me from kissing my neck.
He moans and goes back down to kissing and I can't bring him off.
As the alcohol wears away, I become more aware of what's happening.
I push Gerard off and run to the bathroom.
I looked in the mirror, my make-up was melted off and my hair was a mess.
I took out my side-kick from my pocket and checked the time, 3:18am.
I sighed and walked back outside where people were still drinking and making out.
"Everyone leave" I yelled and sighed and I took a seat on the couch and cupped my head into my hands.
"Hey," Frank waved and took a seat down next to me.
I smiled slighty and reasponded with a light "hey".
We both look across the room and see Gerard making out with some girl.
I sigh and shake my head at it.
"Why are you still with him ?" he asks me.
"I don't know" I say and look back over at him, he was exploring the girls mouth inside and out.
"You know if you ever did that, he's dump you in a flat second" he said and turned to me.
"You're right" I chuckle in disbeleif. "So why don't I dump him ? He's done this every tour and I'm still with him."
"Figure that out youself" He said and walked away.
"Thanks, Frank" I sighed.
I watched Gerard one more time.
Why was I not mad about this type of stuff ?
Maybe I'm just use to it, maybe I don't care enough.
that's it. I don't care enough.
One drink lead to another.
And another and another.
Soon after, I was more drunk than Gerard and I couldn't help it.
I've only gotten serverly drunk once before, and I promised myself I never would again.
I don't know what got into me, maybe it was what I needed.
All I know is I ended up making out with Gerard on the floor, which was unusual for us.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alex and Mikey coming out of our bedroom.
"Gee, stop" I swat him from ontop of me from kissing my neck.
He moans and goes back down to kissing and I can't bring him off.
As the alcohol wears away, I become more aware of what's happening.
I push Gerard off and run to the bathroom.
I looked in the mirror, my make-up was melted off and my hair was a mess.
I took out my side-kick from my pocket and checked the time, 3:18am.
I sighed and walked back outside where people were still drinking and making out.
"Everyone leave" I yelled and sighed and I took a seat on the couch and cupped my head into my hands.
"Hey," Frank waved and took a seat down next to me.
I smiled slighty and reasponded with a light "hey".
We both look across the room and see Gerard making out with some girl.
I sigh and shake my head at it.
"Why are you still with him ?" he asks me.
"I don't know" I say and look back over at him, he was exploring the girls mouth inside and out.
"You know if you ever did that, he's dump you in a flat second" he said and turned to me.
"You're right" I chuckle in disbeleif. "So why don't I dump him ? He's done this every tour and I'm still with him."
"Figure that out youself" He said and walked away.
"Thanks, Frank" I sighed.
I watched Gerard one more time.
Why was I not mad about this type of stuff ?
Maybe I'm just use to it, maybe I don't care enough.
that's it. I don't care enough.