○Now I'm gonna show you how much I love you○
3 days later because I'm a lazy and tired bean!
{Bandit's P.O.V}
I told Bob that Asher would be coming up and that we'd be gone in a couple of days tops. He took it pretty well, I mean he wasn't excited about having another teen in his house but I just reminded him that once we were gone, he could wind Gerard up anyway he wants. I felt bad though for the Iero's sake. I told them to forget and resume their lives as if I'd never been but now Frank is after me rather then where he should be with his family.Ash was due to get here today seeing as it took me like two/three days myself so I tried to stay out of Bobs way as much as possible and pick up the cr*p he always leaves lying around to have it tidy for when he got here.
I was wearing a pair of skinny black jeans that had been splattered in paint from the time when Ash, Seth and me went to help decorate Doug's cousins place and we'd finished but had a sh*t tonne of paint left over so one thing lead to another and we went home with some pretty colourful clothes. I was also wearing a skull tshirt and my Blink 182 zip through hoodie over the top. My dark hair was scraped messily up into a ponytail and I'd got some foundation on and a few coats of mascara plus the obligatory eyeliner on my waterline and on the bottom of my top lid. I was wearing the necklace Asher got me as well since I'd never take it off other then to shower and yes probably didn't go with the outfit but I don't care, I'm comfortable and i have my little piece of him with me forever when I'm wearing it so there you go- sue me fashion police!
{Doug's P.O.V}
"Where do you think she's gone?" Seth asked for the billionth, trillionth time there was a silence between us."I don't know but if we get told, I'm going and leaving you behind because I honestly can't take that same question once more Seth."
"Sorry." He whimpered.
"Let's just get the board and be done with it." I sighed. We knew Asher was going to bring her home and if he didn't then he'd at least be the stand up guy and tell us so we can go over there. Either way, her birthday wouldn't be the last time we saw her. It just wouldn't be.
We decided we were going to get her a new board seeing as her old one was kind of old and all the colour was fading and the grip tape was just trash. It was just time to get her a new one so we'd been looking for one for so darned long now but none of them were looking any good so, eventually we found a place where they give you a plain, longboard deck of any style, we chose pintail, and the standard trucks for $40 plus fixings which were about $7 for the pair. A little on the expensive side but we didn't really give a f*ck, we just split it. Pintails are just so pretty and she's always wanted one and honestly, I wouldn't ever blame her! It was a dark wood but the stain wasn't great since the intention is to grip tape it but we were going to leave out the tape for this one and use some of the wax and gloss I already had. Seth has found a small company to work for when he graduates that build and design boards so he's pretty good at this stuff which means there's a discount for his best buddy over here happy to take some of his hands. I'm never going to let go of Seth as long as he has that job! We stopped by an art store and a couple paint pens that Seth needed to add to the rest he already has.
The plan was to leave the top bare wood and for the bottom, paint a black outline of a part of a totem pole with quirky little faces but the whole thing kind of off to the left a little so the edge of said totem pole wouldn't be there because it was to the side. Around the totem pole though we were air brushing different shades of blue so they faded into each shade. I don't know if that makes any sence but the plan we have is pretty legit so... Yeah. We were going to gloss and wax the entire thing after we were happy with the paint and then I would put the trucks on and do any extras afterward.
We went to Seth's place and started going over the design, sketching on the bottom of the deck before we went over it with the paint. This was for sure going to take a while!
{Asher's P.O.V}
I drove from dawn to dusk for the past three days to finally have arrived in California to get her back and this time, there's no f*cking way I'm letting her go or be alone ever again for as long as I walk this motherf*cking earth! The address was sent to me yesterday and by the looks of things, I was on the street just looking out for number 178.146, 148, 150, 152, 154, 156, 158, 160, 162, 164, 166, 168, 170, 172 -
174,
176,
1 7 8. Bingo!
I parked the bike on the driveway and practically sprinted to the door waiting to see her, waiting for that long, wavy brown hair, waiting for that smile of glory and those pale cheeks of wonder, those glimmering eyes that rung with desire and joy I remember on those best days.
The pit in my stomach deepening as I was met with nervousness and joy and lust for her to be in my arms again, her and me against the world, hideing out from the demons. I just couldn't wait any longer to have her by my side again.
I rang the door bell and waited until the door slowly swung open to reveal the guy I'm assuming she told me to be Bob Bryar, the guy who seriously has it out for her dad and his old band mates - all I know is sh*t went down, Bandit wouldn't talk much about the band.
He stood there for a second before a small 'humph' escaped his throat while his eyes ran all over my face as if he were judging me.
"Bandit." He yelled then moved away from the door allowing it to fully swing open and show the innards of his house to which he scuttled off into.
"Yeah?" There's that damn adorable and angelic voice I know and love.
"Door!" He yelled back. "Hubba-hubba" He added loud enough for her to hear through the rooms of the house which also, by the way, made my cheeks burn in embarrassment.
"ASHER!" She yelled, hope and happiness singing loud as she said my name, footsteps running down corridors and sprinting down the stairs that sat against the only other wall visible apart from the one Bob brushed past as he hid out of sight. The footsteps came to a halt for a moment and there she was, standing halfway down the stairs, a few lone tears streaming from those hazel eyes I've missed all this time a grin on her face, the necklace I bought tightly holding her neck, a loose skull tshirt draping over her petite frame and the pair of splattered skinny jeans loose around her waste. Countless bracelets and wristbands stacked up to her elbows, black nail varnish spread over her growing nails and a thick black band around her thumb. Her cheeks solemnly sunken in a little, thick black eyeliner around the rim of her waterline and on her top lid. Her long hair scraped back, falling down her back in a single cluster, intertwining waves ringing round as they burst from the hair tye. Few escaping strands falling down from the sides of her face making the contrast between the pale skin and dark hair as clear as the moon in the night sky. The sounds of footsteps began to start up again as she hopped down each step and bolted toward me jumping, her legs wrapped around my torso and her hands delicately on my cheeks. I wound my arms around her legs and crashed my lips against hers kissing passionately for all those we missed while apart. While still connecting our lips, I stepped forward into the house and slammed the door shut with my foot before returning my entire attention back to being with her again, having her here in my arms!
Later that night, we sat up in Bee's room planning on our next move and catching her up on everything with her dad and Frank. We also told Seth and Doug what the plan would be and as soon as summer rolls around in about a months time, they'll come up before Seth has to start his job. We also made out a hell of a lot more.
The plan was to go up to my uncles who lives about three hours away from here. I was going to come up here and live with him some time anyway and the offers always been there for me to move up so I'm finally taking it up, bringing Bandit with me.
They weren't going to catch us.
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I'm back! Not for long though, literally only to publish this.
So I'm planning to have a new fic put by MCR day but today is the 5th and I'm no where near being done so maybe what I'll do is published everything I have on MCR day and then work on it from there I don't know but either way I'm running out of time!

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