Love Is Insanity

GERARD'S POV:
I sat on the grass by the side of the car park lot, with my head in my hands. I couldn't undertsnad why i had became so upset over Frank not finishing his answer. I guess now that my affections were deepining for him, i would just become upset when i couldn't find out what was troubling him. Maybe it was because he flashed back to his past life, and how much everything had changed. Or perhaps, it was just none of my business, and in the end i would end up knowing to much for my own good.
"Gee, are you okay? What on earth happened with you!" Mikey and Ray had ran over, and had both of their arms at my sides. I looked up at the both of them, feeling shameful, and quite the attention seeker. They both stood still and looked straight at me, it was obvious they knew something was up.
"Im fine...sorry for that outburst, i was just concerned about Frank, and why he got hit in the first place."
"That's cool, you have the right to be concerned." Ray said, and began to put some of the leftover packets of skittles in the boot of Mikey's car.
"You okay Ray?" Mikey asked, and walked over to help Ray put the stuff in the car. Mikey kissed him a quick chaste kiss on the lips, before climbing into the car with me. We all headed back in silence, feeling the rush of wind on our bare necks. When we got back, Mikey told us to meet in the living room for a VERY important discussion. I was kind of nervous about the situation, and the way Mikey put it too. We still continued though, and i sat on the sofa for ever until the rest arrived to discuss whatever Mikey wanted.
MIKEY'S POV:
Maybe this wasn't the right time, but i felt i needed to bring the subject up. It was about the band, and what would be instore for our future. It needed to be discussed sometime soon, otherwise im sure it would rack at all of our brains. For this moment, we just had to forget about Frank for a bit to deal with what i felt needed to be brought up.
"Ok, so can we forget about Frank for the moment, and listen to this." Gerard looked ticked, and so far i was imaging this conversation going downhill.
"Anyway..." I might as well get to the point. "I was thinking of starting the band up again."
"Mikey baby, i dont think this is the right time." Ray murmered with his hand on my shoulder. I turned suddenly, and he shuffled back.
"When will the right time be then Ray, huh? I've been waiting for the right time ever since this fucking band broke up, and i'm sure you and Gerard have too!" They were both staring at me with wide eyes now, but at least they were full listening.
"I guess you make a strong point Mikes, and i guess i should apoligise for deciding that My Chem should break up in the first place. I was just in such a shallow state of mind, and in such a dark place, i believed the break up would be for MY own good. It was a selfish move on my part, and ever since, i felt like the band was still together." Gerard knew what he was saying, and i always saw that glint in his eyes, that told me he was guilty of the decision he had made. He was an incredible frontman, and even though he disagrees, he cared more for the fans and other members, than his own needs. He wanted to save lifes, and be the mother figure of the Rock Industry. He was so loved, and still is now. Behind the scenes we would still have constant messages of: 'Please get back together!' and 'I don't now what i'd do with ought you.' All of these would make me clench my teeth, and have to hold back from telling everybody we were back, just to make them happy.
"Now, in Mikey's word. i believe we have some unfinished business to attend with My Chem, and i believe this could start with a gig. They might even sign us again, and then, when Franks' better, he could be a member. I've heard he's rad on the guitar!" He was now bouncing on the balls of his heels, and i believe we were all copying him now. This was a great idea, and i think we were all up for a gig.
GERARD'S POV:
"Mikey, you can call up as many nearby concert halls as you can, until one takes us in. Ray and i will help you do so." Mikey grabbed the phone, and began to master the phone book for hall adresses. Me and Ray just watched eagerly, our minds buzzing from excitement. I was scared to suggest anything before, incase they didn't want the band to happen again, but they were all just as up for it as me. I couldn't wait for Frank to get back and play with us. Im sure he is incredible on the guitar, with those slick expert fingers of his, that i so wish i could hold.
"Hello, yes were looking to pl-" The phone clicked in, and we just laughed at Mikes downhearted face.
"Well..they cut me off, this is a great start!" It wasn't of to a great start, and neither was the next six calls we made, who only did country music. There was one option left, but we were sure they would deny us because of how grand and popular their concert hall was.
"You are looking for a rock band tommorow evening? Well we'll certainly be free then." Turns out they accepted us, and now everything seemed to be heading in the right direction.
"Righty then boys, lets get to work for this phenomenon tommorow." Mikey began to skip down the stairs to his basement, and on key, we followed him.

Notes

*Thank you so much for 500+ reads, it means SO much to me, especially as this is my first ever fic! <3