Rachel turned around and looked at me with half lidded eyes. "I know, Mikey. Dad doesn't know yet, of course. I just told him that i liked you and he got all excited."

Liked me.

Liked me.

As in love...

I was in some deep shit.

But at any rate, I decided that it would be against me morals to tell her that the close-to-nonexistant feelings I had for her were... well... FOR her. I decided to play it cool Mikey Way style. I grinned at her and stood up from my position on the bed to meet her at the doorway. I had to fake it. I had to plant false feelings in my heart so she would be happy. When we met, I took her hand and kissed the back of it, without breaking eye contact with her.

She turned red, and giggled. I was satisfied with her reaction, so I kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear: "Hey, I have to go, but I'll definitely see you tomorrow." I pulled away and winked at her. She looked like she was surpressing a squeal of delight, quite similar to whwn a fangirl sees a cute picture of her OTP (good comparison? ;) )

She waved a little, and I smiled, closing the door slowly. I closed the door to hear her sigh dreamily.

I bolted.

Fucking fast.

Since Mr.Adam took my car for an unknown reason, I sprinted home. I bursted through the door and panted, resting my hands on my knees. I heard Gee gasp and clomp down the stairs. He rested a hand on my back, which I quickly shrugged off. I looked up and he looked hurt. "Mikes what's wrong? What happened?"

instead of the traditional answer, I ripped off my shirt and started flipping out. Gerard looked horrified. He was forced to tackle me to the ground.

Pinning my arms on either sides of my body and sitting on my mid-section, he slapped me across the face. "MICHAEL. YOU'RE SCARING ME. TELL ME WHAT IS WRONG." He tried very hard to appear strong, but I could hear his voice crack.

"IGOTMYBESTTIEPREGOANDIDONTKNOWWHATTODOANDIMREALLYUPSETANDSCAREDBECAUSESHETHINKSILOVEHERANDIDONTKNOWMAYNEIDO-" I was cut off my another resounding slap. "Slow. Down."
Gerard said again.

After taking multiple calming deep breaths, I explained it to him. Every detail from beginning to end. Somwhere along the way Frank came in. I honestly wanted no one to know about this, and the only, ONLY exception being Gerard. Now don't get me wrong, I fucking love Frank, but tgis was definitely not a "the more the merrier" sort of deal. I stopped talking when Frank entered, and resisted his continuous pleads. He marchd right back up into his room pouting the entire way. I took off my glasses and sat down on the couch, while Gerard leaned against the wall, staring at me sympathetically.

What the hell was I gonna do?

Notes

Sup again my friends! So the second update as promised! Heh heh so always, thanks for reading and feedback is always welcome!

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