Watch my back

Frank’s POV
“You know…that was actually kina good.” “Oh come one Gerard that was AWESOME!!!” I screamed. We were so happy right now. Ray spoke up, “I’m glad we entered that kickball tournament. I’ve never had so much fun in like…” he glanced at Mikey “…a few hours.” “Eww!”Gerard and I said in unison. We eat. drove past the hospital on our way home. “So Mike,” I began ,”it’s been about 2 months now? How are you feeling?” He squeezed Ray’s hand tighter. “I feel Gee I don’t think I can apologize enough.”“And I don’t think I can say ‘it’s all better now’ enough.” We all chuckled.
“Damn I still can’t get over the match!!”I shouted, causing everyone to jump and laugh. We had LOST! Fair and square, and we cheered like there was no tomorrow. Even after a while the ‘crowd’ which were like a hand full of people, started cheering with us. It was hilarious! “It was kina cool that the other team weren’t pissed off at us for stealing their spotlight.They even cheered along with us!” ay laughed. “Dude I was just thinking the same thing!” “Hahaha! I’m actually surprised you had fun Gerard!” Mikey screamed into my ear from the backseat. “Jesus Christ MIKEY!!! That was my ear!” “Sowwie Fwankie!” “Aww the sounded so ca-ute!!!” Ray squealed.
Gerard looks so damn hot when he drives. The way his arm casually hangs onto the steering wheel, guiding the car with such precision. And then his shades, I haven’t seen anyone rock a RayBans better. It just goes perfectly with his cropped silver hair and was just starting to grow out. They rest on his nose, down his pale skin, I could almost taste his li- Shit! Frank, think of something else before you get…” Hey Gee you just passed the turn off to home!” I said, glad for the distraction. “I know, Frankie. I know.” He glanced in the mirror at a suddenly quiet and uncomfortable looking Mikey.
The atmosphere all of a sudden became tense. Both Ray and I tried hopelessly to make conversation, but we just failed. Ray eventually decided on playing with his fro, while I settled on looking out the window. We made a right turn and Mikey’s face fell. “Gerard…please…no.” Mikey whispered, his eyes glassy. Gerard cleared a lump in his throat and tried to speak, but just shook his head. Only when I looked at him properly,I noticed how red and moist his cheeks were. “umm where are you taking us?” I asked cautiously. A few seconds of silence followed. I looked up and saw the turn off to the freeway.
“Gerard?” I heard Ray gasp, then I saw it. A huge sign reading ‘Champion’s League Race Track’. Mikey’s eyes were on the floor of the car. I looked at Gerard skeptically. We drove through the entrance to the empty racetrack. The road leading up to the track was smoothly paved and the track certainly was glorious. Just the sight of it made me want to race, but of course I didn’t have a license. The luscious greens right in the middle of the pitch black added a certain ‘life’ to it. There were these massive bleachers that seem to hold their own little story.
I was pulled out of my thoughts as the car rolled to a stop, Ray and I exchanged nervous glances. I opened the door and stepped out. Gerard came out after and stood looking around. I couldn’t see his eyes to try and read what he was thinking, not that I would be able to anyway. Ray opened the door and stepped out, walking over to help Mikey out of the car, despite the fact that the younger male was well capable of performing the task himself. I watched as his slim face surveyed the track before landing on particular area. I couldn’t tell where. Tears began to fill Mikey’s eyes and in a single second…all hell broke loose.
*Gerard’s POV*
I wasn’t quite sure how Mikey would react, but we need to face this. Nobody knew my intentions, but Mikey knew the way all too well. We hadn’t been here in almost five years, but that doesn’t change the fact that we frequented the place almost twice a day. I pulled into the entrance on Champions League Race Track despite Mikey’s desperate protests. I parkedRay’s car, yes, mines was still missing, but I’m sure Mr. Ortiz will find it soon. Frank and I got out and Ray helped Mikey out of the car. I looked around, all the memories flooding back into my brain.
I’d forgotten. I tried to block out the memory for so long, but now it was just surreal. I could almost see the people jumping up and down in excitement, screaming to the top of their lungs. I can see Mikey and I on the podium laughing, I holding my medal and Mikey with my jacket and a bottle of champagne, and my grandma. I could even hear someone calling me name.“Gerard…” huh? “Gerard!!!” “Oh Frank.” “Dude are you okay? You look pale.” I glanced over at Mikey. Ray had helped him out of the car and his eyes were locked on that place…the finish line. Tears were welling up in his eyes and I have an idea what’s coming next.
“Mikey…” I whispered, making my way to him, but he seemed to be in a trance. He began walking straight towards it. We all watched. Tears now freely flowing down his face, he sped up his pace, then broke into a sprint. “Mikey!” I yelled after him, but it was like he couldn’t hear me. Then I saw it, Grandma on one side and Ma on the other, running along with him. All around my brother began to fade to white and all of a sudden…I couldn’t breathe.
I grabbed my throat and gasped for air as I dropped to the floor. I feel so left behind and alone, kneeling here on the floor, I find myself once again, begging for a savior. “Mikey” I choke out. “Gerard!” someone yelled. “Mikes is that you?” Our grand mum and mother had long disappeared from my view. It’s now Mikey and I. The way it always was. I feel so alone and pathetic. I can’t help myself or my brother. I need someone…anyone…to help…someone to be there.
“Gerard…I’m here.” Almost as if on cue, I felt a hand on my back, then and arm, and a chest against my shoulder and before I know it, I was being engulfed in a warm embrace. I allowed myself to be pulled into Frank and he held my hair close to his heart and I let the tears flow and soak his shirt..and he didn’t even mind. I looked up to see someone else in my lonely world, running towards mikey. “Ray?” “Mikey’s gonna be fine.” Frank cooed.
*Ray’s POV*
Everything was happening so fast. I knew that the brothers needed to face this, so all I could do really was be there for them. When Mikey ran off, I don’t know, Gerard just panicked or something. It’s like if they can’t be too far from each other or they’ll die. I saw Gerard’s breath become shallow and he fell to the ground gripping his throat and gasping for air. “Gerard!” Frank shrieked and ran to his side. “I’m here” he said, holding him as he cried.
I looked back up just in time to see Mikey collapse on the ground, just like Gerard, except he was bawling his eyes out. My heart was being ripped out of my chest seeing him like this. “Mikey!” I began to sprint. “Michael!” Tears blurred my vision, causing me to stumble here and there, but I didn’t care…Mikey needed me. “Mikey!” I reached his side and dropped on my knees and held the shaking boy the best I could. “Oh Elena!” He cried, clutching the pitch. He lay on the ground crying into it until he was weak and couldn’t move any more. I picked up his fragile body and held him to my chest, rocking ever so slightly and whispering in his ear. “I am here Mikes. It’s okay, cry on me. I love you…you’ll be okay.” I looked up to see Frank and Gerard stumbling over to us. I kept whispering to Mikey and kissing his hair.
When he looked up and saw his brother, he stumbled to his feet and began to make his was over to them with me by his side. Frank glanced at me nervously. Once more I kissed Mikey’s head. “I love you hun.” He nodded and walked right into his brothers arms. Frank and I stood aside and watched the brothers embrace. “We should leave them for a while.” Frank whispered to me, and I nodded in agreement.
*Few minutes later*
“So where do we go?” Frank asked holding four cups of coffee and a bag of sandwiches and cookies etc. “Make a guess.” “Yeh yeh wadever. Just open the door for me Ray.” I smiled at him. “I know you can do it yourself Franko.” It took him a while, but slowly a smile crept across his face, and as usual, I stood in amazement, just like I always did, as he kicked off his shoe and raised his leg, curling his toes around the door and pulling it open. “Damn Frankie!” I applauded him, with one huge grin plastered across my face. We got in the car and started laughing.
“Ha! Ray I didn’t think I’d have been able to stretch like that still.” “Well you always were extra flexy.” “True. But damn, the last time I stretched like that was when my..umm…uhh, yeah.” Shit. Now it’s gonna get awkward. Frank sighed. “At least that idiot..umm…Ray we should get going.” “Yeah let’s go.” I started the car and we were on our way back to the race track. “So Frank…if you don’t mind me asking, how are you doing. Unno, since…” “Yeh I know. Well a lot better. The bastard turned me into a slut but I got over it.” I just nodded, then I began to wonder. “Does Gerard…like, know about, um..your past? I mean, I know he’s your boyfriend and all…”Actually he’s not.” I turned in shock, but quickly returned my attention to the road.
“What do you mean?” “Well, we’re really close and we love each other n shit but, we’re not like..officially together.” “Oh. Well I’m sure one of you will come around to it.” I chuckled. “Chh. Wadever. But umm, I kina let it slip a bit.”
“Again..what do you mean?”
“We sort of had..sex.”
At this point I thought it best to pull over…you know just in case. “You…okay , I kind of expected it.” He looked at me. “Not in that way Frank, I mena like..*sigh* wadev, but..well, how’d it go?” He sighed and leaned back into the carseat, placing his hand on his head.” I was semi-drunk at the time and I was sort of..beg-well he was teasing me so I sort of begged him to fuck me. I’m pretty sure I sounded like a whore. It’s kind of embarrassing looking at it now.” “So you guys never talked about it or went at it after that?” “Naw.i more less avoided the topic completely I don’t know, I just…I just really love him, Ray. For once, I wanna trust somebody.I wanna make love with somebody..not just anybody. I wanna make love with Gerard.” Tears were making their way into Frank’s eyes. Being his best friend, I know what he went through and believe me, it was tough.
“Frank?” “It’s okay.. I-I really love him, I really do. I wanna do stuff with him, but I’m..i’m broken.” He was drying tears on the back of his hand. “I really love him.” I leaned forward and kissed his forehead. “ya know,” I began, “there’s something I always wanted to do. It could be fun, you up to it?” He looked at me quizzically and I gave him and evil smirk.

Notes

Sorry this took so long...but enjoy. Oh and i changed my display name from Frerard to xXSleepingBulletsXx have a fun day/night. love you guys :P