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Think Happy Thoughts	By : SugarxSweetxPoison Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1998 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hello all! Thanks to anyone who reviewed, I love you all *hugs*. I didn't get to go see MCR who played here last Tuesday because I had class and a tornado hit the next day, funny huh? Heh, at least I thought so...mother nature seemed to have known my pain but anyways, enjoy!
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“Hello, Nick Hallstead’s office, how may I help you?”

“Hello to you too Valerie,” my brother’s voice chuckled lightly from the other line, “All in secretary mode I see.”

“Oh, heh, yup,” I nodded, “But anyways, not that I don’t love you and all but is there any particular reason you're calling me?”

“Can't a brother just check up on his sister once in a while?” he asked innocently.

“No, not you, any other brother yes but not you,” I replied with a sigh, “Now just get on with it.”

“Well…” he paused and I automatically knew I wasn’t going to like what he had to say, “A professor of mine’s son is going to be in New York this week and I figured that you and him could…”

“Craig, you didn’t,” I cut him off, squeezing my eyes shut.

“I did,” he said after a second of silence.

“You set me up you asshole!” I accused, “Is there any way I can get out of this?”

“Please Val. Just do this one favor for me? I’ve been looking for an in with this professor for a while. I’m not asking you to sleep with him or anything, just play nice, flirt a little, have dinner with him and all that shit.”

“Fine,” I grumbled, resisting the urge to bang my head against my desk, “For you but you’ll owe me so fucking big for this.”

“Great! Okay his name is Conor and he’ll be calling your cell when he arrives. Just play nice, bat those lashes and laugh at his jokes and you’ll be fine.”

“Fuck you,” was my only response.

He laughed, “I have to go. Thank you again Valerie, love you.”

“Love you too,” I muttered reluctantly, “Bye.”

Once he hung up I let my head drop to my desk with a loud thump. This was just great. For all I knew, this guy could be some little fucking yuppie that wore suits everyday of his life or he could be some totally disgusting, greasy piece of shit that would try to molest me. Fun.

“Um, is this a bad time for you?”

My head shot up at the voice and my face flushed a little. Frank was standing in front of me holding a coffee with Gerard.

“Course not,” Gerard cut in, “It was the dramatic ending to one of her dances. To bad we missed this one.”

I turned bright red, “Oh…no, now is as good as any other. Nick is in a meeting right now and should be for a while so if you want to leave and come back…”

“Actually,” Frank said, looking slightly embarrassed, “I came to see you.”

“Oh,” was all I could say. Now this just really sucked. Frank was here to see me and I had to go out with some lame ass. How fucked up was that?!

He nervously itched the back of his neck before holding out the coffee, “Cinnamon spice mocha, like you were drinking the other day.”

“Thanks,” I smiled shyly, still not quite ready to believe this situation, “That’s sweet of you. You really didn’t have to.”

He opened his mouth to reply but Gerard cut him off, plopping his ass down on my desk and smiling widely, “Oh trust me sugar, he really wanted to.”

“Well,” I couldn’t help but laugh a little, “Thanks. I really appreciate it.”

An awkward silence settled in after this. I sipped my mocha and fidgeted slightly, Gerard started to go through the things on my desk and Frank just stood there.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Gerard finally spoke up, “Frank spent all of yesterday telling us how beautiful and amazing you were or in simpler terms, he’d like to fuck you and you know you’d like to fuck him too so just get at it!” He turned and smirked at Frank before looking back at me and leering playfully, “And if not then I’d be more than happy to fuck you.”

I smiled brightly and asked, “Are you referring to me or Frank with the fucking?”

He merely shrugged, “I could care less, as long as I’m getting laid.”

I laughed and shook my head. He was something else.

“Gerard…” Frank muttered in a warning tone before looking at me, “Sorry about him. I don’t know how he got out of his cage this morning.” There was a pause before he asked, “Could I maybe take you out to dinner tonight?”

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck and fuck again.

“Um…actually…tonight is no good for me…”

I hate you Craig and I don’t know you Conor but I hate you too!

“Oh,” he said, looking disappointed for about a second before masking it.

“But maybe tomorrow?” I offered, perking up a bit.

He smiled at me and nodded, “Yeah, tomorrow works for me.

“Great,” I beamed, “Tomorrow night it is.” I quickly scribbled my number down on a piece of paper and handed it to him, “If Nick answers the phone and threatens your life just tell him to fuck off.”

He laughed and nodded, “Okay. We have to go but I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I nodded, suppressing a loud squeal of utter joy, “For sure.”

Gerard hopped off my desk, “Yes, lover boy will see you tomorrow for sure. I personally say you skip dinner and get on with the rough passionate sex but that’s me.” He stopped and winked at me, “And if Frankie here doesn’t meet your needs, I’m…”

“Bye Val,” Frank said loudly, grabbing Gerard by the arm and pulling him out of the office, leaving me laughing.

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“Hello?” I answered my cell when it rang in a fake cheery voice.

There was a moment of silence, “Hey, um, you must be Valerie. I’m um Conor and this is extremely weird isn’t it?”

I laughed into the phone, “Yeah, it kinda really is but that’s okay. I do weird better than anything else so it’s all I good I suppose.” I paused, “Uh, do you need someone to pick you up from the airport or something?”

“No, it’s okay. Honestly if you don’t want to hang out with me tonight, it’s okay. I mean I know that you were pretty much forced to do this so…”

“Nope,” I shook my head. I’d feel like a total bitch if I were to just dump him, “You're stuck with me, sorry.”

He laughed lightly, “We’re stuck with each other I guess. If you're still up to picking me up and all, that’d be great.”

“Okay,” I smiled, “I can do that. Just give me like twenty minutes. I’m kinda new to this city and all.”

“Right,” he replied, “I can wait. And thanks by the way.”

“No prob,” I nodded, “I’ll call you when I get there so you can point me in your direction. Bye.”

He seemed nice enough and Craig would kill me if he found out I just ditched the boy. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.
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