Photograph That I Gave You

"But Ray theres been 23 reported accidental deaths, all in the cities we've been to on this tour. The last one was in Scranton three days ago. Something following us and its getting closer!"
"Calm down Frank, everything's fine. You've been watching too many horror movies again," Ray assures me resting a hand in my shoulder. The gesture makes me feel short...which I guess I am.
"Come on though, that doesn't sound suspicious to you?" I persist.
" We grew up in Jersey. Everything sounds suspicious to us."
I'm still not convinced but I relax a little. Theres this aura of comfort that streams off Ray, probably from his hair.
It makes sense since mine is shaved on the side with a long dark fringe that blinds me.
Maybe thats enough with the hair metophors....
Maybe thats enough beer.
Actually i've only drank a bit today. You need it to survive Warp Tour. I'm so glad to be playing here though. The line up is so incredible this year you'd think it wasn't real.
Its getting late. Ray and I have nothing better to do than climb back into our cramped tour bus. Believe it or not we don't get invited to a lot of parties. The bus is dimly lit and cluttered with five guys meager possession. We've been on the road for a couple weeks now and are all still surprisingly sane. Then again we're closer than most bands.
Ray proceeds to the back, presumably to work on our music. I swear we'd be so lost without that guy.
I trip over something and sprawl onto someones lap. I lay there squinting up into the dark, "Oh, hey Mikey!" "Uh could you uhm get off me?" "Sure thing kiddo," I oblige ruffling his brown-blond hair. Even though he's a year older than me, we all see him as our little brother.
"Stop doing that," he whines striaghtening his bangs and placing his glasses overtop of them (why does he do that?)
"Never," i grin reaching for his head.
He swats my hand away surpressing a smile "i swear to god I'll get a hat!" He threatens.
"Mmhmm," i reply dubiously. I do pester him a lot but its worth it to see an expression besides that damn poker face once in a while.
He goes back to his comics so i leave him alone, how he can read anything in this dark I will never understand. He must be further ruining his eyesight but I don't do anything to stop him. It'd be hypocritical with my smoking and all. Plus if there's one thing I've learned its not to separate a Way from his comic.
That reminds me, where is Gerard?
I've walked the expanse of our tiny living space and theres no sign of our vocalist.
Shrugging I'm about to fall into my bunk when I change my mind and jump into Bobs instead. To my surprise he's already there.
"Frank! Get the fuck out! I told you this last time!" He shoves me onto the floor laughing. I've been doing this since we recently got bunks (oh yeah!)
"Bob, look out a camra!" I exclaim still laughing.
He rolls his eyes and gives me the finger while closing the curtain.
Maybe i am a little drunk....
I giggle and wonder where Gerard is again. He's the most fun to play around with. If I remember correctly he licked my face onstage today.
As in on cue he stumbles in.
Thank god, i was almost out of bandmates to harass.
His frantic hazel eyes are rimmed in black and red smears, his face is pale as paper and his black hair long and tangled - in other words he looks the same as usual.
He flips down on the couch/bench thing beside his brother.
"Can one of you get my-"
I'm already on my way over his sketchbook and pen in hand.
He takes them with a polite thank you in that adorable voice of his, he's really not intimidating at all.
Without asking permission ( i know its yes) I curl up on his lap my head resting just under his chin watching seemingly random lines form a picture.
"More dead people Gee?" I murmur his warmth making me lethargic.
"Yeah Frankie, more dead people," he replies absentmindedly adding more blood.
I sigh and smuggle deeper into the embrace. Of course we're just friends, this is what friends do. Isn't it?

Notes

Well, this is my first fanfic and its not gonna be exactly pristine. I apologize for any spelling mistakes too I know how annoying those can be. Anyway I have vague plans on where this is going and I hope to update as much as I can if anyone is reading this aha. Next chapter should be in Gerard's POV so hope this goes well, thanks for any support in advance. Keep running!