Calm Before The Storm
Title: Calm Before The Storm
Pairing: Seb/Chuck (Simple Plan)
Author: Rockyhorror06
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Oh boy do I wish...
Note: Previous chapters available in my journal.
Cross Posted.
Chapter 2
I guess it was about a few months or so ago I realized that I had feelings for Chuck. It scared the shit out of me knowing that I liked one of my band mates and oldest friends in a sexual way. Everything he did was perfect in my eyes. The way he dressed, the way he styled his hair into a faux hawk, or even the way he laughed when Jeff told a stupid joke. Nothing was better than Chuck at that moment for me.
But then I realized that Chuck isn't gay. Chuck isn't gay. It rang in my head like bad news. I'd never have a chance with him. And even if he was gay, he wouldn't go out with me. I'm ugly, short, and I have a big nose.
This made me depressed and I confided myself to my room, like the little emo boy I am, and listened to Dashboard and slit my wrists. Just kidding. About the wrist slitting part. I'm not suicidal or anything but I do happen to like Dashboard Confessional. Well, only when I'm depressed.
David had noticed my drastic change in behavior and confronted me about it.
"Seb? Are you in there?" David said as he jiggled the door knob to my bedroom. "Come on, I know you're in there, Seb," well if you knew I was in here why did you even bother asking? "Sebas, open the damn door before I break," he said angrily right before I opened the door so we were face to face. "It down."
"Nice to see you too Dahvid," I said as I walked back over to my bed and sat down.
He followed me and sat on the edge of my bed, "What's wrong, Seb?"
"Nothing's wrong," I quickly replied. "Why do you ask?"
"Because you are listening to Dashboard and you only do that when you're upset," he knows me too well. I quickly turned and shut off my stereo.
"Nothing has to be wrong in order for me to want to listen to them. I can do whatever I want you know," I told him pointedly.
"True, but-"
"But if there was something wrong I would tell you," I said as I cut him off.
"You promise?" He asked looking at me intently.
I hesitated before I replied, "Yeah, I promise."
"OK, good."
Well, I think it's time I kept my promise and told David what's been wrong, even months after his confrontation. Boy is he going to flip.
Pairing: Seb/Chuck (Simple Plan)
Author: Rockyhorror06
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Oh boy do I wish...
Note: Previous chapters available in my journal.
Cross Posted.
Chapter 2
I guess it was about a few months or so ago I realized that I had feelings for Chuck. It scared the shit out of me knowing that I liked one of my band mates and oldest friends in a sexual way. Everything he did was perfect in my eyes. The way he dressed, the way he styled his hair into a faux hawk, or even the way he laughed when Jeff told a stupid joke. Nothing was better than Chuck at that moment for me.
But then I realized that Chuck isn't gay. Chuck isn't gay. It rang in my head like bad news. I'd never have a chance with him. And even if he was gay, he wouldn't go out with me. I'm ugly, short, and I have a big nose.
This made me depressed and I confided myself to my room, like the little emo boy I am, and listened to Dashboard and slit my wrists. Just kidding. About the wrist slitting part. I'm not suicidal or anything but I do happen to like Dashboard Confessional. Well, only when I'm depressed.
David had noticed my drastic change in behavior and confronted me about it.
"Seb? Are you in there?" David said as he jiggled the door knob to my bedroom. "Come on, I know you're in there, Seb," well if you knew I was in here why did you even bother asking? "Sebas, open the damn door before I break," he said angrily right before I opened the door so we were face to face. "It down."
"Nice to see you too Dahvid," I said as I walked back over to my bed and sat down.
He followed me and sat on the edge of my bed, "What's wrong, Seb?"
"Nothing's wrong," I quickly replied. "Why do you ask?"
"Because you are listening to Dashboard and you only do that when you're upset," he knows me too well. I quickly turned and shut off my stereo.
"Nothing has to be wrong in order for me to want to listen to them. I can do whatever I want you know," I told him pointedly.
"True, but-"
"But if there was something wrong I would tell you," I said as I cut him off.
"You promise?" He asked looking at me intently.
I hesitated before I replied, "Yeah, I promise."
"OK, good."
Well, I think it's time I kept my promise and told David what's been wrong, even months after his confrontation. Boy is he going to flip.