Mercy And The Paramore (Hayley/Open)

[Hayley Williams]

x If you let me I could x
o I'd show you how to build o
x your fences x
o Set resections x
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Hayley nodded. "I see, you have a habit of doing that no?" Hayley said with a danish accent then laughed. This was all to weird, and weird it was indeed. It so happened that beneath Hayley's mask she wasn't very nice, but indeed she is a good actress and puts on a show. The weather was still in no condition to drive in, and the Waiter said they were welcome to spend the night there;as awkward as it seemed they did have blankets and pillows for this has happened many times before.

"It should be interesting" Hayley nodded then giggled at her own foolish joke. It was an awful thing to even think, but she was growing a large amount of jealousy for Mercy. She was nice, sweet, and good looking not to mention that Terry had in fact delvoled a crush on the depressed girl. It's was far from hard to figure out, Terry was always so obvious. "It should be interesting spending the night in the restaurant. The water didn't even ask she more like demanded. I guess it's for the best though, look how flooded the road is." Hayley stated, twilling her odd hair, feeling so sorry she was missing CSI Las Vegas.

"I wish this place was haunted then I could be all 'We are so ghost hunters' that would be cooler than cool." Hayley held the thumbs up sign, and gave a wink to the Waiter, hoping she would play some kind of prank, but she didn't. "Dude where the hell am I to sleep" asked Hayley to the Waiter whom had been helping another customer just minutes ok. "Yes"Why?"
"Where else could you sleep"? "A bed". Hayley joked, life was good.

[mercy]

Mercy could see the look she was seeing in the girls eyes, almost like she wanted to put a fist through her head, she just smiled not thinking anymore on it. She was about to say something but then heard a song in the distance, she had heard it before.

~Back Ground Music~

Just talk yourself up
And tear yourself down
You've hit your one wall
Now find a way around
What's the problem?
You've got a lot of nerve

So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, you can't run away
You wouldn't

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away

I'm not so naïve
My sorry eyes can see
The way you fight shy
Of almost everything
Well, if you give up
You'll get what you deserve

[For A Pessimist I'm Pretty Optimistic lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, you can't run away
You wouldn't

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away

You were finished long before
We had even seen the start
Why don't you stand up, be a man about it?
Fight with your bare hands about it now

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay, well did you?
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
And I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away

Mercy smiled as she hummed to the song "You guys don't give yourselves enough credit, you know" She grinned "You really are the best"

[Hayley Williams]

"Yes, You do got allot of nerve".
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Hayley's head and mood perked
up just a tad when she had heard
'For a pessimist I'm pretty optimistic'
one of her favorite songs. "We are
the best, I do agree with that."

That was so awesome, thought Hayley. What a Hell of a day had it been. It felt like hell itself was going to explode, explode into a million pieces. It was time, to act crazy, and have an official celebration. But how would Mercy feel about how she celebrates? How could the band feel? But I guess they already now. Thought Hayley once more, then saw a male waiter. "You waiter. I want about seven beers for all of us" Hayley demanded. "Sorry bout your under age" He replied, coming towed them. "I don't give a single f**ck if I'm sixteen. Right now I'm about to bitch slap someone, and punch a hole in the wall. So it's either one; you get me the beers two; i slap you silly; see two choices! So pick" Hayley builds up with rage often, so the band was used to it, and no one was surprised. Expect maybe Mercy, but that was her choice. "Fine Mrs. Williams, no need to be all pissy I'll get you your drinks." He rolled his eyes, and went after Hayley's wish after the beating he'd just received.

"So ya. I'm a drinker"
Josh another member of the band smiled.
"Like Terry said, she's psycho whens she drunk"
He gave a laugh.
"I thought the statement was crunk, Josh"
Hayley nodded after her bellowed statement.
"The only things that are good about the crunkness of Hayley, is the many laughs and who can forget the free drinks."

Hayley eyed Mercy almost evilly, scanning up and down. As if displeased. "So Mercy,do you drink"? she asked.

"Hayley" the waiter called, as he served the seven drinks and put them on the table. There was only about five guys with them plus Mercy and herself, so that left one for each of them. The glasses where huge though, and Hayley would definitely have more. Hayley gulped a few drinks. "I missed good old bud wiser".