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Got The Life
By Synful Emy

 

Bob's POV:

"I think Gerard and Frank have a 'thing' going on." I whispered to Mikey before the concert we had to play.


"Haha, yeah right." Mikey replied sarcastically, "I can't speak for Frank, but I'm sure that my brother isn't gay."


"Yeah, I'm sure that neither of them are gay, but have you seen how they act around each other?" I told the younger Way.


"That doesn't mean anything though. They're just good friends."


"TWO MINUTES GUYS." A stage guard called back into the dressing rooms for us.


"Hey, Mike. I'll be right back." He nodded to me as I left his dressing room and headed down the hall.


Ray's POV:


I heard a knock on my dressing room door. When I opened it, Bob was standing there. He barged by me and into my room. I watched as he plopped down on the small couch.


"Have you ever noticed anything weird about Frank and Gerard?" I asked quickly.


"No one ever says "hello" anymore." I complained with a mock annoyance.


"Hello. Have you ever noticed anything weird about Frank and Gerard?" I grinned at his complaint.


"That's better. The only thing I've noticed is that they makeout on stage, but it's 2009. That's normal for straight guys." He laughed and I couldn't help but giggle at what he said.


"COME ON, GUYS. YOU HAVE FANS TO PLEASE." The same stage guard yelled to us.


"Well I guess we should be going." I said while I grabbed my guitar and followed Bob to the stage.


Mikey's POV:


I was the first one to the stage and took my usual spot in front of the drums, but closer to Ray's spot.


Gerard was the next to come on stage with Frank close behind.


"WE. ARE. MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!!" My brother screamed at the cheering crowd. I heard some people scream 'I LOVE YOU, GEE!' and 'DUMP LINDSAY. MARRY ME INSTEAD!' to him. I chuckled to myself.


When Bob and Ray arrived, we all started playing the opening notes to Helena.


While Gerard was singing, I read some of the posters people had brought into the stadium. I started smiling when I saw one that said "Mikey, I love you!" Those always made me happy for some reason.


I looked over at where Frank was playing. He was standing almost on top of Gerard in the middle of the stage. I looked away but looked back in time to see Frank lean up and kiss my brother's cheek. The girls in the crowd went wild.


I suddenly got an idea. I was going to see what kind of a reaction I could get from the crowd.


I swifty play/danced my way over to Frank's new spot away from Gee.


"Uhm. Hey, Mikey." Frank talked loud enough so only we could hear. "What's up?"


"Shut up and kiss me." I stepped closer to him.


"What? Wh-" I cut him off by pressing my lips against his, all while managing to keep playing my bass.


I grinned when I heard the crowd explode in squeals of delight. I pulled away from Frank. He had a horrified look on his face.


"Thank you." I told him, not knowing what else to say. I play/danced back to my old spot.


Gerard must have seen the whole thing because he was now glaring at me while he was singing. I just grinned at him.


Frank's POV:


I tried to concentrate on playing guitar, but I had too many things clouding up my mind. Mikey just waltzed over and kissed me, I was in love with Gerard, I was getting weird looks from the security guards and anyone else who was not a horny teenage girl.


I had no explanation for what had happened with Mikey. I just knew that I'd need to talk to him about it after the show.


I decided that I'd just go back to playing my heart out and forget my surroundings.


We got to a part of a song where I had nothing to play, so I gently slipped my guitar off of me and rested it against an amp. I took a flying leap off of the stage, hoping that I'd get caught like usual.


Caught, carried, felt in awkward places. I didn't like stage diving, but it made people like me. I was relieved when I made it back to the stage in one piece.


Grabbing my guitar, I went back to playing one of the best shows we've done in a while.


*~*~*~*


An hour and a half later, the concert was over, and me and the guys were heading back to the hotel we were staying at. None of us really felt like going out to party afterward.


Me, Bob, and Ray were staying in one room while the Ways were staying in another. Bob and Ray had gone down to the lobby to see about getting some food. I took that chance to go talk to Mikey.


I made my way next door to his room and knocked lightly. "Come in." I heard from the other side.


"Hey, Mike." I said as I walked over the where he was standing between the two beds, dodging his bass case that was just laying open on the floor.


"Hi. What's up, Frankie?" He asked innocently.


"That's what I wanted to ask you." I looked at him square in the eyes. "What was up with that kiss during the show?"


He didn't break eye contact. "I love you, Frank Iero."


The look on my face must've been hilarious, because he laughed and said, "Naw. I'm just playing. I just wanted to see what it was like to have the crowd scream because of me." He smiled at me.


"Oh. Alright." I replied and fell onto the nearest bed. Mikey collapsed on the unoccupied bed. "What now?"


"I don't know..." He trailed off.


Just then, the door to his room clicked open and Gerard came in with two pizzas, some beers, and Ray and Bob.


"I found them in the lobby picking up pizza. Want some, guys?" Gee asked me and his brother.


We both nodded and set the room up for eating. We pulled the nightstand in between the beds to the middle of both of them and placed the pizzas on them. We put the case of beers beside the table and all got situated on the beds on either side of the pizza.


After a few pieces and some general dinner conversation, Ray shouted, "LET'S PLAY A GAME!"


We were all a little startled by his outburst but agreed to play something.


"What did you have in mind?" Gerard asked him.


"Truth or Dare!"


I choked on the crust I was eating. I hated truth or dare with a passion. I always ended up as someone's dare bitch. 'Go lick Frank', 'Go kiss Frank', 'Go shove Frank's head into the pillow.' I hated it all. That's why I always picked Truth when asked.


"Eh. Okay." Gerards looks nervously in my direction. "Ray, you go first. It was your suggestion."


"Alright." He looked around our little setup. "Mikey, Truth or Dare?"


"Dare." He replied.


"I dare you to lick the side of Frankie's face."


Oh great. Here we go.


Mikey looked at me and said sorry with his eyes. He pressed his tongue against my cheek and ran it up. When he was done, I took the sleeve of the hoodie I was wearing and rubbed my face.


"Thanks for that, Ray." I grumbled. Ray just laughed.


"My turn!" Mikey looked excited. "Gerard, truth or dare?"


"Truth." He told him.


"You're no fun." Mikey pouted. "Who was your first?"


"Depends on what you mean by first. First what?"


"Fuck." The way Mikey said it made me chuckle a little.


Gerard shot a glance my way, trying to muffle me with his thoughts. "I don't remember. Some girl from our high school."


"Ahaha. Okay." Mikey looked like he didn't believe it. I didn't believe it. I knew better. I knew that I had been Gerard's first.


"I'm bored." Ray stated.


"You were the one who suggested this!" Gee snapped at him. "You can't be bored."


"Let's play seven minutes in heaven!" Ray said while Bob tried to hold in a laugh.


Gerard's POV:


I groaned. I had a feeling that the guys were up to something. They probably finally figured out that me and Frankie were together and were just trying to get us to come out to them.


"Fine." I agreed to playing. Frank gave me a strange look.


"Okay! Here. Spin this, Gee." Ray moved the empty pizza boxes and put an empty beer bottle on the table.


I took the bottle in my hand and spun it quickly.


"Whoever it lands on, you have to go in the bathroom with for seven minutes." Ray stated.


"I have played this before, ya know?" I told him and continued watching the bottle spin.


After a minute, it landed on Frankie. He looked between it and me.


"Frank, Gerard, Bathroom, Now." Mikey told the both of us.


We both got up without a word and made our way to the bathroom near the exit of the room.


"I think they set this up." Frank whispered to me when I closed the door of the small bathroom.


"I think so too." I looked into his beautiful eyes. "But I don't care."


I took his face in my hands and kissed him roughly, being careful not bump us into anything. He licked my bottom lip, begging to be let in. We let our tongues roam each other's mouths for a minute.

We were too into our kiss to notice that the bathroom door had been pushed open, and the others were all watching us makeout.

I opened my eyes for a second, saw them, and pushed Frank away from me.


"Dude. What the fuck?" He looked at me confused. I gestured with my head towards the guys behind him. He turned around and noticed them for the first time.


"You guys know that you could've just told us you were together, right?" Bob asked me.


"It was more fun this way." Frank told him and pulled me into another kiss.


The guys got bored and closed the door, leaving me in the bathroom with the boy I loved.


~*~*~*~

Fail.
I can't make good endings. Review if you want.
I'll be happy if you do though.

And thanks to Tara Terror-Shadows for giving me my first review EVER.

 

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