Do You Understand Who I Am? Do You Wanna Know?

Alex’s POV

We made our way onto the packed bus and Jack instantly screamed and ran over to the alcohol. I shook my head at my best friend and walked over to get myself a drink. Then I saw her. And boy did she look good. The short black dress she was wearing made her legs look extremely long and tanned. Her boobs were pushed up slightly by the built in bra top. All in all, she looked fucking incredible. What I recognised as Hollywood Undead was playing in the background and I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched all the people dancing.

“Hey Alex!” Fran exclaimed with a bright smile and I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Hey Fran.” I exclaimed back and she turned to the table as she grabbed a bottle of beer. Giving me some time to give her another once over.

“Hey, no staring Gaskarth.” She said with a soft laugh and my eyes widened slightly as I stuttered.

“How the fuck did you know I was looking at you?” I asked with curiosity and all she did was wink at me before taking a sip of her drink.

“I have eyes in the back of my head, tuts.” She said with a smirk before turning over the song that her I-pod dock was blaring and she smiled as it turned to Lady Gaga. “I fucking love this song.” She stated as she made her way over to her friend Jack who was dancing in the middle of a big crowd of people. I couldn’t help but feel jealous as she started grinding against him.

“Wassup Dawg!” Jack shouted already tipsy and I rolled my eyes softly at him. I grabbed some shot glasses and poured out some random liquor before downing it. I felt the burning in the back of my throat but, I didn’t care. I made my way over to Fran and grabbed her wrist lightly with a small smirk and she just smiled lightly as she continued grinding. But this time on me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and brought her as close as possible.

Don’t be a drag, Just be a queen.
Whether you’re broke or evergreen
You’re black, white, beige, chola descent
You’re Lebanese, You’re orient.

“Fuck Yeah! Lebanese baby!” I heard Jack shout and couldn’t help but chuckle as everyone else burst into fits of laughter.

Whether life’s disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
‘Cause baby you were born this way
No matter gay, straight, or bi,
Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to survive
No matter black, white or beige
Chola or orient made
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to be brave

I couldn’t help but smirk as she sang along to the words. Her body as she moved against mine caused sparks that I couldn’t even describe. She leaned up to my ear and I couldn’t help but smirk.

“Should we be doing this?” She asked and I couldn’t help but chuckle deeply.

“So fuck? It won’t ruin our friendship will it?” I asked and she vigorously shook her head and we carried on dancing. I probably already had a boner. But fuck it, I was already pissed anyway. But, why was I suddenly having these feelings for her? Why didn’t I feel this way before on the roof?

“Thanks for the dance Gaskarth.” She said with a smirk as she placed a sweet kiss on my cheek. I held onto my face where she placed her lips. It.. Tingled..

“What the..” I whispered and held my head. Fuck, I was going to have a headache in the morning.

“Alex! Bounce with us!” Jack exclaimed and I heard Daft punks Robot Rock playing in the background. Well.. Traumatic threw one hell of a party.

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When I woke up the next morning, My head was pounding. I was laid on the floor of Traumatic’s bus with Jack’s head on my chest. I heard moving so I moved Jack’s head gently to be sure not to wake him and stood up slowly. I saw Fran in the kitchen and slowly made my way over to her.

“Morning sleepy head. I made you coffee.” She said with a warm smile and I sighed in relief as I grabbed the cup.

“Thank you.” I sighed and took a sip. “What the hell happened last night?” I asked and she laughed lightly. Okay.. I may have been hung over but it sounded like heaven to my ears.

“Well.. You and Jack where dancing to Robot Rock, you decided to see who could drink the most shots.. And then you both passed out on each other. I took photo’s babes.” She said with a wink and I groaned as I put my head in my hands.

“I’m never drinking again..” I whispered and she just giggled loudly. If any other girl did that, I’d probably be dying. But with her sweet voice, It only seemed to ease the pain.

“You say that now. Wait till later when your chugging it all down again.” She said as she munched on some cookies.

“Then I’ll probably say the same thing the morning after.. Going without alcohol for a day would be like going without sex for a month. Agonising.” I said and she gave me a curious look before smirking.

“I’ll make you a bet Gaskarth.” She said as she softly bit on her lip.

“What bet would this be?” I asked as I took a sip of coffee and lent against the small kitchen counter.

“See who can go the longest without sex.” She said with a shrug and I gulped softly.

“Fine.. Your on.” I said without thinking but then mentally slapped myself. I wouldn’t be able to do this..

“Shake on it Gaskarth.” She said and held out her hand. I groaned softly and took her hand in mine before shaking it lightly. “Scared? Nervous?” She asked and I shook my head softly.

“I’m never nervous.” I said with a shaky chuckle and she only laughed softly.

“Okay honey.” She said and walked into the bunk area. I watched her hips sway and mentally slapped myself. This is going to be much harder than I though..