I Don't Want To Be In Love

Wait. How many Gerards are their here...

I look over at the man who has up to this point casually wrapping his arm around my waist with complete disbelief. He looked back at me, does this man ever stop smirking.No, I don't think their are any other Gerards here. The Lead singer on the stage hands Gerard the microphone and the crowed goes silent. He laughs softly into microphone and pulls my body to his, and begins to sing partially in my ear and partially into the microphone

"Day after day
I will walk and I will play
But the day after today
I will stop and I will start"

The music starts and he jumps onto the stage, the lead singer now wailing on the guitar and the crowd thrown into a mass of sweat inducing movement I am left in awe, and with every ounce of skill evading elbows and gyrating hips I make my way to the bar to catch my breath. How is this happening, nights like this are meant for fucking....movies and shit but not me. The most I was expecting was some anonymous grinding and a drunk stumble home, I haven't been single since high school and now that I'm an adult I have no idea what I am doing or what is going to happen next. I order 4 more shots of tequila and after a moment I start downing shot after shot.
Fuck. Fuck. fuck fuck. FUCK.
I look over to at the stage and Gerard is dancing around with the beginning instrumental and looks strait up at me, he is going to be the end of me I swear.

"Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
There may be some things that I wouldn't miss
But I look at your pants and I need a kiss"

I down two more shots and whether I remain in control over the rest of this night. Here is where I stake my claim. I will be the hunter and choose to walk away from every ounce of pain in my life; up to this moment my life is new and of my own making.

"Why can't I get just one screw?
Why can't I get just one screw?
Believe me, I know what to do
But something won't let me make love to you"

I make my way back to the dance floor in front of the stage where Gerard left me. It feels as if the air has left the room completely leaving only music and sweat to survive off of.The mix of alcohol and self fills my entire being and I just let go and begin to move with the crowed. I feel hands touch my waist and bodies surround me; my whole body is buzzing. I look up watching Gerard as he moves on stage now standing in front of me with one leg resting on an amp at the edge of the stage. We are close enough to touch and I take the opportunity to run my hand up his calf getting his attention immediately


"Why can't I get just one fuck?
Why can't I get just one fuck?
I guess it's got something to do with luck
But I waited my whole life for just one..."

I could hear a quiver in his voice and I smiled knowing that I had cracked the cocky exterior of this mystery man. He shook his head and mouthed something and all I got from is was later .

"Day after day, I get angry and I will say
That the day is in my sight
When I'll take a bow and say goodnight"

We where all singing along and the lead singer was down crowd surfing. I was caught up so entirely in this moment that I didn't notice Gerard was now eye level with me crawling on the stage. I screamed, no one heard me but I heard a distinct chuckle coming from the microphone. He was messing with me so bad and enjoying every moment of it. If I wasn't so drunk and turned on by this moment I would have been pissed.

"Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum
Have you kept your eye, your eye on your son?
I know you've had problems, you're not the only one
When your sugar left, he left you on the run

Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum
Take a look now at what your boy has done
He's walking around like he's number one
Went downtown and you got him a gun"

He crawls up to me, and still singing, gets on his knees in front of me his hand now wrapped in my hair his face inches from mine sweat dripping down both of us I can feel him breathing raggedly matching my own desperate breaths.

"So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
You know you've got my sympathy
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me"

I lick his lower lip making a new game of getting him to mess up on the lyrics; but he's good and quicker than me tightening his grip on me.

"So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
You know you've got my sympathy
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me"

The band begins to play and his mouth is on mine, this kiss is all consuming and our tongues and lips moved together in such a familiar way I felt as if it where something I was put on this earth to do. Hand still holding the live microphone was useless but I now wrapped up in him have both of my hand tangled in his now drenched hair. The crowed was screaming around us and the club felt completely alive and us in the middle of it. He stops the kiss and for the first time sounds out of breath.


"Broken down kitchen at the top of the stairs
Can I mix in with your affairs?
Share a smoke, make a joke
Grasp and reach for a leg of hope


Words to memorize, words hypnotize
Words make my mouth exercise
Words all failed the magic prize
Nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs"

He hands the mic to the lead singer and jumps off the stage who after a brief pause continues the song.

"Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother
I would love to love you, lover
City is restless, it's ready to pounce
Here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce"

He pulls me to his hot toned body both of his hands feeling mine. This kiss is aggressive and wanting for more. The crowed around us is moving to the music but I am moving with him


"Oh, ma-mama, mo-ma, mo-ma mother
I would love to love you, lover
City is restless, it's ready to pounce
Here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce"

He stops and grabs my hand leading me off the floor, leading to the side of the stage past an almost hidden door as the song plays on...

"I've given you a decision to make
Things to lose, things to take
Just as she's about ready to cut it up
She says, "Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up!"
Add it up! Add it up! Add it up!

Day after day, I get angry and I will say
That the day is in my sight
When I'll take a bow and say goodnight"

Notes

Thank you for the comments, this was something that I have been thinking of for a while and I'm glad you are responding well to it. I am extending this a little more maybe three parts I am not one to rush things. I'll try to update more frequently.
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