Sing Me to Sleep

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earlier that night....

Iris POV- at franks party

Gerard held my hand as a I swallowed another swift of the good russian vodka in the Iero home. 

"Want some?" I giggled.  He looked at me half-pleading, and half-loving. 

"No, I quit drinking," he said, with a hint of pride in his voice.  

Then it hit me, how much of a bitch must I have I been being to him. He was sticking with me.

 He wanted me. He loved me. Out of realization and intoxication, I brought my lips to his and kissed him   . 

When we finally pulled apart, he was beaming. 

"Just don't give up on me, okay?" I whispered. 

"Never." 

Deon's POV- at deans house

Tori Rose was laying in my bed, only a blanket hiding her assets from my vision. 

"Nice one," she said. 

"Not so bad yourself," I agreed. 

"So, I need a favor," she said. Of course, she only wanted me for favors.

"Frank Iero's birthday party is going on, and I need someone to set off a few bombs for me," she said. How could be so casual about something so serious? 

"Okay." 

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