idiot boyfriends

part 2 - hospital

johnny and i waited patienty in the waiting room of the hospital for fred. a nurse motioned us into fred's room. he was barely awake and still bolody and stuff but soooo hot still. he notices us and i blush because he's jot. but.... i'm not gay i swear!!

"hey are you okay?" i ask.  he says yes. he asks me if i am gay. i fee my heart do a pitter patter. i look into his deep, periwinkle blue eyes and feel all of the blood in my body moving at once. 

"n-no!" i stammer. johny nods and says no too. he's so cool. i love him. but not in the fay way dude!!!!

we talk to fred for a little bit. turns out, he is in limp bizkit, my facorit eband ever nezt to sunny day real estate!!!!11!!!1!!!! this makes him even more hot than i thought before. a nurse comes in and calls me and johnny mean names and we leace. we promise to come get fred the next day if he is feeling better.

"he's pretty cool," i say to johnny as we walk back to my car which looks like this in case you can't remember. 

"i guess so...." johnny says. he seems bummed out. i don't know why he would be, we just met one of our heroes from legendary band limp bizkit!!!

"johnny what;s wrong besite?" i ask, starting my car. he glances at me but instead looks out of the window. his dark, cedar, hair shines in the sunlight.

"nothing..... just tired," he sighs. that didnt seem to be it but i said okay and started driving.

"i have band practice today so i have to drop you off earlt," i say. he shrufs again. what is wrong!!!!! i have noooo idea. i can see him crying a little bit. poor johnny............

i drpo him off at his house and go to band practice with my dumb stupid drummer wiliam goldsmith who sucks and i hate. this is what he looks like. 

he used to be in sunny day real estate but he sucked there too and that's why they broke up. lolz!!!! he sucls. 

he tells me that he's ahving trouble with this new song we'er doing called "my hero". it's about johnny but he doesn't know that. i tell will to shut up!!! god, he needs to get good or something. the kick pattern isn't even that hard!!!11!!!!!!!!!!111!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!!!!11!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

when band rehearsal ends, i call johnny to make sure he is okat. he doesn't answer so i call ihm 683 more times. he FINALLY picks up.

"what do you want, dave?"

"i wanted to see if you were okay, babe- UHHH I MWANNNN JOHNNY, MY BEST FRIEND, WHO I AM NOTTT GAY FOR AT ALL."

"oh. i'm fine."

"okay," i give him a thumbs up over the phoen. he can't see t. he hangs up. 

i sigh. i am tired from all of the adventures today!! i can;t wait to see fred again tomorrow. hw's so cool and i am definitely not in love with him at all either, the same way with johnny. i blink and fall asleep in my crop top and baggy jeans , standing upright.