It didn’t take long for our new record to sell a lot. The fans loved it. Everyone was right. As well as it was a very fun album to play live. The touring was great, not being with any other band such as The Used. They’re great and all, I was just incredibly jealous of Bert because he had Gerard. But now Bert and Gerard had gotten into a fight and I was there to comfort Gerard.

In the middle of playing Disenchanted, Mikey was rocking out behind me and Ray was on stage left, tossing his ‘fro back and forth as he rocked out. I kept playing, standing on the edge of the stage as fans screamed, smiling wide at me. I smiled back. It was more of a smirk but I did smile back, I just smirked so that they would scream more. It made me feel like people actually liked our band which was true. Gerard was singing his heart out as the entire band played just as passionately. I was enjoying playing when suddenly Gerard just stopped singing, walked up to me and pushed his lips against mine. I was shocked. I stopped playing and I heard a lot of fans screaming. Soon enough, way too soon, Gerard pulled away from me and started to sing again. I didn’t think much of it, maybe Gerard just did that for the fans. That was probably it.

After Disenchanted ended, Gerard made a speech about how homophobia is gay. The exact saying that I had on one of my shirts. I just smiled at that and soon went to playing the next song.

After the concert, Mikey, Ray and I decided on going out. Bob was extremely tired so he wanted to go back to the bus and Gerard was kind of in his own corner. I waved both Bob and Gerard a goodbye, telling them how great the show was tonight before going off with Mikey and Ray.

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I didn’t plan on getting drunk that night, but I did. Ray and Mikey were still sober. I just had a few beers and was slightly tipsy, not incredibly. We returned to the bus where Bob was already sleeping and Gerard was sat on one of the couches, sketchbook in hand. I walked over to him and sat down, eyes scanning over the paper. He was drawing some sort of superhero, a comic character, like he usually did. I smiled at him and he smiled back.

“I love your art,” I complimented, eyes going back to the character.
“Thanks,” Gerard said softly, bringing a hand up to tuck his mid-length black hair behind his ear.
“Mind giving me the back story on this character?” I asked softly.

Gerard’s face lit up. He always loved telling people about his characters. He started to talk to me about this new one and I was intrigued. Said it was for his new comic “The Umbrella Academy” which in all honesty. I couldn’t wait to read. I leaned my head on his shoulder and Gerard leaned close to me before he said something again.

“You’ve been drinking,” Gerard stated.

I simply yawned and nodded in response.
Gerard sighed a bit and stood up.

“I’m going to bed,” He stated in which then I sprung up and looked to him.
“Me too.”

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When I woke up in the morning, I had a major headache. The bad things about drinking came right about now. I sat up slightly, or at least tried but there was an arm around my waist. I took a deep breath, nibbling on my lower lip as I turned around to see who was beside me.

I was laying next to no one other than Gerard.

Notes

have you guys seen that video where Gerard’s like “this song is about sucking dick for cocaine!” because if not i am judging you

xo drew