Would I Die For You? *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*

"God dammit" I look up as Pete groans, messing up on his project again, on the other side of the room. He was the only one from his little group to be in our music class. A pretty decent bass player but that didn't make me hate him any less. Especially not after what he made Gerard do...
"Frank" Ray's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. "Yeah what?" I ask annoyed. "Gerard wants to practice the song again" I sigh. "Okay" I stand and walk and walk back into one of the two practice rooms. I plug my new guitar that Gerard and Mikey had gotten me for my birthday, into an amp, pull a pick out of my pocket and begin to strum. Gerard begins to sing. "They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do
Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
Ohhh yeah!
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
All together now!
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me"
"It would sound better if we had a drummer" Ray complains as soon as we finish the song. "I know but all the drummers in the class hate us so we're screwed" Gerard replies with a shrug. "Benefits of being emo fags!" I say with a laugh.
The door of the practice room slams shut surprising the three of us. We watch through the window as Mikey walks over to the junior with the bass on the other side of the music room. Kneeling next to him. Talking to him. "What the fuck is he doing?" Gerard growls. Pete talks for a second, then Mikey, then Pete begins to play is bass. About a minute in he stops squeezing his eyes shut. Mikey says something again and Pete nods making Mikey laugh. He grabs the older's hand and moves it two a fret higher on the neck of the bass. I swear to god, Pete's face goes scarlet. Pete plays the rift again, placing his fingers where Mikey instructed him. He smiles at Mikey.
Gerard opens the door for his younger brother and pulls him in. "what the fuck was that?" he hisses. "God Gee, calm down I was just helping him"
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"So she told me my voice was really good and she thinks I should audition for Peter Pan next month" Gerard tells me at his locker after school. "Isn't that part usually played by a girl?" I ask trying to hold in my laughter. "It'd still be cool if I got the part" Gee mumbles, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. "You're not actually gonna try out are you?" I ask as we begin to walk down the hall to the front door of the school. "Pfft no" He laughs grabbing my hand. The halls were now empty so we didn't have to hide anything.
We walk out of the building to Ray's old pick-up truck. Gerard's mom had driven us to school this morning so Ray was driving us home. I open the back door and crawl into the back seat, Gerard right behind me. We sat waiting for Ray and Mikey. After a minute I lay my head on Gerard chest and he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me closer. "You're so fucking adorable" he whispers into my ear. "Is that so?" I smile and nuzzle in closer. "Mmhm" he says laying soft kisses along my neck.
I loved moments like these where it was just Gee and me, the quiet words, soft kisses, loving gestures. It made me feel so loved, so wanted.
We haven't had sex yet though, which I was fine with. Gerard said he wanted to wait until I was sixteen, which again I was fine with.
Buzz buzz. I feel Gerard's phone vibrate against my hip. His hand reaches down between us to his pocket. He looks at the phone for a moment before dropping it on the seat, throwing open the door, and running back toward the school. I pick up Gerard's phone to see what could have caused my boyfriend to run off like that. It was a text from Ray.
They got Mikey.

Notes

This is why I love my lang arts teacher. She lets me update in class. Whoop whoop. Um yeah Mikey... Mikey and Pete. yeah. Still need to know if Ray will be gay and straight because important to plot. Thank you for reading

XoKerryoX