"Good morning everyone!"

I shoot up from where I was sleeping. I look around. I peer at the door and see Gerard grinning, his hands in the air being shimmied around. He puts his hands down and takes a few steps into the room looking around.

"What the?" I grumble.

I rub my eyes with my knuckles trying to wake myself up. I seriously hate waking up like this at the Way's. Not that I wake up like this every time I come here. That would just be strange. I sit up and lean back on my hands.

"Nice to see you awake, sunshine,"

"That's what he said," I mutter.

I quickly glance at Gerard and see him lift his eyebrows. He frowns a bit before composing himself and smiling. He sighs and rolls his eyes.

"Oh hell no. You have another man in your life?"

"Yeah, I plan to run away with him," I try to play along, hiding the amusement in my voice.

"I'm gunna find that motherfucker. Gunna tell him to back off."

He storms out of the room. I stifle a laugh. I giggle instead and breathe out. I wait a few seconds before an idea pops into my head. I smile evilly back at Mikey who’s still asleep in bed.

"This man is Mikey!" I yell after him.

I manage to wake Mikey in the process. He sits up and looks around confused. He scratches his head while yawning. He stretches his hands above his head and brings them back down, pulling his ridden up shirt down. I hear stomping coming up the staircase and Mikey looks at the door expectantly.

"Who are you talking to?"

I don't get to respond instead Gerard comes in. He walks over to Mikey and fake slaps him. I chuckle and roll my eyes. I glare at Gerard’s back even though I know he can’t see me. He steps back and puts his hands on his hips.

"The fuck did I do?" Mikey asks bewildered.

"You stole my man."

"I did what now?"

He gives me a look before looking back at Gerard. He gives him his best what-the-fuck face. He looks at me again and sends me a Gerard's-gone-insane look, which I think he has.

"You heard me. And you; why?"

"Well, he just looked so good." I wink at Mikey. He gives me an amused look.

"Um, okay…I think you’ve both lost it. What did your girlfriend do to make you go gay, G?"

I look at Gerard as Mikey mentions his girlfriend. Girlfriend. I feel my heart sink. I haven't thought of her since Friday. Judging by the look Gerard gives, I don't think he has either. I look at Gerard, waiting for him to respond. He looks hesitant; even his smile faltered for a second before he smiled again and answered "It wasn't her, it was Frankie," he looks back at me with dreamy eyes. What the?

"Um, oookay...I'm gunna go uh... That way!"

Mikey shoots up and flees the room. I stare wide eyed at the spot Mikey was in a second ago before looking up at Gerard, who was trying to contain his laughter. He doesn’t last long before bursting out, holding his stomach.

"Uh, yeah... I'm gonna go with Mikey." I say as I stand up and walk over to the door. I look over my shoulder for a moment before leaving.

He was still trying to contain his laughter. Even after bursting out the first time. I walk down stairs where I see Mikey sprawled out on the couch, watching T.V. I scratch my head and rub my elbow afterwards.

"Ey Mikes,"

"Dude that shit was weird…and it was awkward." he said.

"Yeah, I know…sorry 'bout that,"

"S'okay.”

Soft thumps could be heard coming from the stairs so we crane our necks to see Gerard descending them. He gives out an airy sigh before coming over to us. He stands in front of us and smiles. We look at him expectantly, knowing he had a reason to follow us.

"Anyways, I was gunna ask you guys if you wanted to go to Venice Beach?" He says as he twirls the keys from his middle finger.

"Venice Beach? Sure, I'll go. Mikes?"

"Yeah, let me just get my wallet."

He turns off the T.V. and walked up the stairs into his room. The sound of a door slams in the distance. I look back at Gerard, amusement etched on my face. He sends me a questioning glance.

"Every time I'm with Mikey, you come and he goes,"

"Aw, do you not like me?"

"Nope." I say, popping my 'p' and smile up at him.

I see him smirk, before he sits on my lap. I raise my eyebrows at him questioning his move. I try to keep a calm look and look nonchalant as I sit back and cross my arms. I try to aver my gaze elsewhere hoping he didn’t notice he was getting to me. I try taking in silent, deep breaths.

"Do you, now?"

"N-no."

Great, just great. I just gave him another reason to torture me further. He stares at me in annoyance. He sits back and holds his chin as if that will get him the best ideas. Suddenly, his smirk was back on his face. All of a sudden his face was right in front of me. He's straddling me as he gets closer, his mouth right next to my ear.

"How 'bout now?"

"M-Mikey! Have you found your wallet? Gerard's freaking me out."

"Not yet. Flirt with him or something!"

"You heard your man,"

"What will your girlfriend think?" I retort.

As much as I hate mentioning her, I just had to remind him he has one. Why would he waste his time with someone like me? He stupid if he thinks he could cheat on someone. I waited for him to answer, sending him a questioning look while raising my eyebrow. His smile falters for the second time. He regains it and slides off my lap.

"Mikey, come on!" Gerard shouts out.

"Aha! I found it!" I look over at the stairs as Mikey came down them, tripping a few times. "Alright, let's do this!" Mikey fist pumps the air, obviously ignoring the awkward tension in the room, and walks out.

"Mikey! I still need to shower."

"Oh yeah, I forgot."

A shower and a few borrowed Mikey clothes later, we were finally in the car. Mikey called shot gun, sending me to the back seats. I stared out the window as we drove, seeing the buildings flying past me and the morning sun seeping through parts uncovered by the buildings.

"Hello, Venice." Mikey raises his voice a bit. Passerby's look at him and grin. A few actually cheer.

"Y'know what I like about this place? It’s that everyone accepts you for who you are, whether it's indies, rockers, weirdos, druggies, reggae, vintage-"

"And your point is?" I interrupt Mikey before he starts ranting.

"They all get accepted…oh, including homosexuals," he added.

"Yeah," I murmur.

I walk towards a skate park that was past the little stands and people rollerblading. I hear a few people chant names as I get nearer. I look behind me to see if I was being followed by the Way's; I was. They were a few steps behind, but didn't take long for them to reach me. They stood on either side. I look ahead. I perched myself against the railing separating us from them, watching the other guys skate and do tricks here and there. An hour later we were walking along the little stands looking at the artwork, bags, and clothes they were selling. Some were performing, and others were just blabbering on about a two headed turtle and freaks. Would you pay five bucks just to see them?

"Oh look, a gay couple."

"Geez, Mikey…give them some privacy,"

"Do it." Mikey ordered, with the most serious face I have seen on him so far today.

"What?" I say.

"What they're doing,"

"With who, Mikey? I don’t see you that way and besides I have no one, and Gerard has a girlfriend," I say, looking at Gerard when I mention his girlfriend.

"I'm talking about both of you guys kissing…and Gerard's girlfriend doesn't have to know, right G?"

"Oh, I don't think Gerard would like that,"

"Why do you want us to do it?" Gerard asked, taking a quick look at the couple, then back at us.

"Because we want to blend in," He flails his arms around.

"Dude, we already do; look at Gerard with his red hair, and you waving your hands like a monkey,"

"But [i]you[/i] don’t! Look; you look plain boring,"

"That means a lot, y'know,"

Oh Mikey. How nice of you to point that out.

"Hey, what are friends for?"

"I swear Mikey, do you get turned on by guys kissing?"

"No. I like girls."

"That has nothing to do with what I just asked you,"

"Yes it does."

"Oh, and how so?"

"Uhh, well…I like girls, so it must mean I get turned on by girls," he retorted, "And anyways, we're talking about you alright so don't change the subject!" he accused.

"Okay, okay! Geez man, I can always kiss someone else, y'know; why does it have to be Gerard?" I asked. Why did I just deny Mikey's request? Oh yeah, because I'm stupid.

"Hmmm, true…but, since you like him, I suggest you kiss him." He smiled.

"Mikey. Shut up, I don't like him!"

"Aw, you don't?" Gerard asks.

"I…I…no!"

"Mikey! Let's go! I don't wanna be here with him," Gerard grunts.

"Oh Gerard, grow up." Mikey rolled his eyes.

Gerard grow up? Both of you need to grow up. Grow up and get real girlfriends. I shake my head at them.

Notes

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