It's hard to say... (Wednesday night)
If he thinks he can stop what he started just by locking the door he would be very wrong.
I will just have to wait until he comes out; I mean he has to at some stage.
He can’t kiss me like that (yes it was definitely him who kissed me) and then leave it. I won’t allow it.
Hmmm. I have a plan.
I leave my towel on the floor where I dropped it and make my way over to the bed. God hotel blankets are hideous, have you ever noticed how they all seem to be the same ugly floral patterns and muted grandma colours?
I lie down on the bed and spend the next 5 minutes trying to find the most seductive position; Frank won’t be able to resist me.
I hear the water shut off and the lock click and quickly arrange myself on my side facing the door, hand under my head, one leg propped up to show off my still very excited form.
Okay so it’s not the best pose, but it will do. Right?
The doorknob turns and as soon as it does the big seductive, okay cheesy, grin quickly leaves my face.
Oh fuck.
“Gerard what the fuck are you doing!!”
It’s Mikey again.
I quickly scramble and pull the blanket off the bed, covering myself with it. At the same time that his hand quickly slaps across his eyes.
“Get the fuck out of my room! What the fuck were you thinking?? I don’t care if Frank wont give you anything, doesn’t mean I will, I might be your brother but I don’t love you that much”
“S-shit, Mikes I’m sorry... I-I thought this was my room and I t-t-thought you were Frank and and and…”
“How the fuck did you think that!?”
“I guess I just wasn’t paying attention, I’m sorry, I’ll go”
“I’m coming with you, I don’t trust you not to scare the fuck out of Ray or Bob in a desperate attempt to get laid.”
“Mikey I wasn’t trying to seduce you”
“I know, but it sure seems like you were” He picks my towel up from at his feet and chucks it too me, turning his back as I exchange the quilt for the towel.
I follow him out the door, which this time I note; he locks.
And down the hall to my own room, He opens the door for me and ushers me through before following me inside.
“Sit” Mikey commands and points me to the bed that frank is already perched on.
I do as told and go and sit next to Frank wondering what is going on, Frank has clearly just had a shower himself because he smells like fresh coconut. Just like always.
His scent is intoxicating and it’s not helping the problem that I’m trying to hide underneath my towel.
Once I’m settled and Frank and I have exchanged puzzled glances we look back to Mikey and he continues.
“Now I know you have this stupid fucking competition happening, and I know neither of you want to give in... but it’s really starting to get on my nerves. I don’t particularly enjoy coming out of the bathroom to find my brother lying naked on my bed looking like he’s going to pounce on the next living creature…”
At this point Frank bursts into a fit of laughter.
“W-what? Gee? Were you really…”
I cut him off “I got confused, I thought it was this room”
He continues to roll around clutching at his stomach.
“Frank, shut up, it’s not that funny. I swear being sex deprived makes you think anything is hilarious”
Frank opens his mouth to retaliate but doesn’t get a chance.
“Okay you two, this is what I’m talking about, it’s got to stop. You’re driving me insane… I’m going to go now and leave you here for a few hours, No one will disturb you. I promise. And for god’s sake would you just FUCK!”
He makes his way to the door and before closing it behind himself he turns to add one last thought.
“You do realise, its okay. No one is giving in I’m just making you do this. So fucking accept that and just do it.”
With a slam of the door he is gone.
Leaving Frank and I to sit and look at each other.
Now what?