I have such a hangover…life is a bitch….

Disclaim- I only own my twisted mind…and to be truthful I think it owns me…

Oh and I am proud to announce that I have found my beta Heaven-Hell-Earth. And this is the first songfic that's been beta'd.

This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand
Lost in my discretion
It's not what, I'm used to
Just wanna try you on
I'm curious for you
Caught my attention

Kevin, to put in the lightest of terms, was gay; not bisexual. Pure and unadulterated gay. Many would think 'Kevin gay? Pfft. As if.' But it was true. Currently he found himself in the position some straight men found themselves in; a beer bottle in hand while kissing the gender they did not prefer. It was his fault entirely that he made Ben angry, he was the one who kissed what's his name? Crash? Lash? Cash? And he was the one who didn't make a move to apologize.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid!'

In his drunken state, he didn't notice that Gwen's were the lips on his; all he saw were those eyes. Those eyes that were so much like his. He didn't even look at the curvy body, the long, dull orange hair, or the fuller, pinker lips. Just those wonderful emerald eyes just a shade away from Ben's own gems. Somewhere in his mind he knew that it was her and that she wasn't the one he wanted to kiss, but another part of his mind said he was just trying something new, that it was just another curiosity.

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

The more he kissed her, the more he realized that this wasn't so bad, and his tongue was the one that began licking at her lip. Was that cherry? Still, he couldn't help but think of Ben, because wasn't it a drunken kiss that started this? He couldn't explain what this feeling was that was creeping through his veins, like a slow but deadly poison. This was the way it was meant to be, right? A guy kissing a girl? Then why did it feel so wrong?

Because it isn't Ben.

That had to be it; this was not his perfect Ben. He didn't love her. In every way this was right, but because it wasn't the one he loved, Ben, it was wrong. Right to society; wrong to him. He hated himself for liking the kiss, even slightly.

No, I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter
You're my experimental game
Just human nature
It's not what, good girls do
Not how they should behave
My head gets so confused
Hard to obey

Gwen, however, wasn't drunk and was very aware that Kevin, her cousin's boyfriend, was kissing her. The thing that really bugged her was that she wasn't stopping him. She knew it was stupid he was drunk, probably didn't even know her name, and that she was a game to him: if even that. Her human nature blocked out all her logic: that little evil voice in the back of her mind that said Kevin should love her, not him.

'Gwendolyn you're a good girl you've done everything right. You deserve him.'

'This is not what good girls do.'

Both voices seemed right. On one hand, out of all the sacrifices she made for other people without caring for herself she deserved something. Then on the other hand, she had always been the good girl. What would she be if she took someone's boyfriend? A bad girl? It was just so confusing and the dizzy feeling of the kiss wasn't helping how could she obey if she didn't know who was giving orders.

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of he cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

Kevin's tongue was traveling a route inside of Gwen's mouth, one that he'd mapped out in Ben's sweet cavern and he couldn't help but think it was funny how this map didn't match that route. As the kiss became more intimate, her hands fisted into his raven locks while his arms brought her closer. While the kissed progressed on Gwen's part, Kevin's passion began to die down as his mind drifted to dwell on random thoughts.

'I don't like cherry, vanilla is sexier. Hm, Ben's got nice boobs. Did I leave the oven on? Do I have an oven? I don't remember maybe Ben does.'

A throaty moan sounded from Kevin and it sounded strangely like Ben, oh well.

Shortly after he pulled away looking into almost perfect eyes, his thumb brushing her cheek, and a loving look in his eyes. This made Gwen's heart leap; 'Maybe he loves me!' All her pleasant thoughts were ruined with the words that fell from his lips, "I love Ben."

At that moment she knew he couldn't love her back. Taking a few steps back she felt awful for taking advantage of him, the guilt that swelled up in her made her run out of that bar and keep running until her feet couldn't run any longer.

Us girls we are so magical
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable
Hard to resist to touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent

When she finally took note of her surroundings she didn't find it funny when she found herself outside of a gay bar. Fate was a cruel mistress; or as Kevin would say: A complete and total. Well if fate brought her here it better have had a pretty damn good excuse.

'Yea like that will happen. It's not like the most beautiful person I've ever seen will walk out of there.'

Her thoughts faded as she stared at the figure that had just walked out of the bar. The girl stumbled slightly before falling to the ground at Gwen's feet it became very obvious that the girl was drunk as random giggles streamed form her mouth. Gwen couldn't help but stare this girl was beautiful: messily cut brown hair, plump red lips, chocolate eyes, and pale soft looking skin. Did Gwen mention that she loved fate?

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

"Yo! I bes Krissy. Yuh sus vere purty." Krissy's words were broken with hiccups and giggles, but Gwen couldn't help but blush at what that statement was supposed to be.

Before much could be said soft lips crashed onto hers in a sloppy kiss. For a split second Gwen wanted to pull away but the taste of cinnamon that was hidden under the alcoholic taste was very appealing for some odd reason. Her mind was a haze and all her emotion from her kiss with Kevin was poured into that kiss with a total stranger that happened to be a drunken girl. The kiss wasn't long lived due to very male hands pulling Krissy away.

"Hey! What are you doing? You're my girlfriend not hers!" a gruff voice sounded from some where in front of Gwen.

"Nyu! Jessup I's not lurv yus anymer! I's lurvs her she's purty." A sloppy grin spread across her face as she grasped Gwen's hands within her own.

"Is that so? Well then tell me is she your girlfriend or is she just saying shit?"

The question sunk deep into her skull dancing around in her thought process till it found a cozy place to wait till it was answered. It wouldn't hurt to say yes. She wasn't sure if she was gay but that kiss, as brief and drunk as it was, was amazing. It couldn't hurt to say yes, and that is just what she did.

It was weird but that's what happens when you type when you got a hangover. This was actually based on real events. I was at a gay bar to avoid my boyfriend(now ex) and got drunk, hence the hangover, and I really don't remember much but I asked the girls whose house I ended up at told me she kissed her best friend's boyfriend when he was drunk, felt awful, ran away and ended up at that bar as I fell out at her feet, called her pretty, kissed her, had a small argument with my boyfriend, and now I've got a girlfriend that was once straight who is now laughing her ass off at me because I'm crying in pain…I love to hate her…I guess.