Love Is Insanity

GERARD'S POV:
My eyes squinted open, as i adjusted to the bright light shining through the window. I had never had a better sleep in my whole life, with my body curled up next to Frankie, and the heat wondering all the way to my cheeks. I couldn't really explain what came over me last night, i guess it was a spurt of mind. You know, i really believe that you just have to go for things withought thinking of the consequences. To be honest, my life was made up of that, only i would usually regret the aftermath after i had succeeded. This time everything had gone so perfect, so now i was waiting for that bad thing to happen. Maybe it would never occur though, and Frankie would be my lucky charm to prevent the bad things never happening again.
"Ugh, Frankie.." I yawned, my hand patting the space next to me, in search for his small frame. It wasn't there though, and instead i felt a cold familar hand on mine, and a concerned face looking down on me.
"Prince Charming's not here you wally, it's me Mikey." I sat up staright then, hitting my back harshly against the headboard. My eyes were adjusting to the scenery now, and i soon realised we were not in the prep room.
"Ugh sorry...where are we?" Mikey took a seat next to me on the duvet, and folded his arms sternly. This reminded me of all the times he had told me off when we were younger, even though i was meant to be the older, more responsible one.
"Where in my house, in the guest bedroom. Franks' next door sleeping like a log. Anything else?" His tone wasn't to strict, and had that hint of humour to it, where he was just suprised once again that i was in this mess.
If we were in the prep room, and now Mikey's house, then how did he get us there. I really hope he didn't have to carry us back like babies! I mean, i way a ton.
"How did we get back here?" I asked almost nervously.
"Well me and Ray had to carry the both of you back to my car, because you weren't waking up. And then, we tucked you up in bed, and read you a bedtime story." I pushed at his shoulder, and he slumped back a bit in laughter.
"I can't believe you!" I shouted. He literally had to carry us, and probably in front of the fans aswell. Well, that was a few pictures online that i would be cringing at.
"Oh yeah, and we also saw you and Frank together! You guys, i mean seriously, we had to take a few photos." His laughter was high pitched now, and i was almost on the verge of hitting him. Of course it would be in a playful way, but still....photos?
"Delete those photos now, or i swear i will murder you!"
"So what are you now, a couple? You guys are so cute!" He said, completely ignoring the death threat i had sent towards him.
"Delete them now Michael James Way!" I used his full name in an attempt to put up a stronger threat, but no, he was still cooing at me.
"Right that's it!" I said, and jumped out on him. He dodged my way though, and i ended up hitting the floor with a loud thump. Mikey did not give a shit though, because he was running down the long hallway to the stairs. I made that my oppurtunity to get up and race after him.
"Your so gonna get it!" I screamed after him.
"Over my dead body!" I heard him reply from around the hallway corner. I ran throught he plain cream corridors, shaking up all the picture frames that were loosely pinned to the wall.
I was running out of breath, but soon caught up to him after i had jumped down the stairs, skipping step by step. He looked worn out too, and before i could even catch him up, we all crashe into Ray walking out from the kitchen.
"Oh shit!" Ray cursed, falling on his back, us laying on top of him in a daze. Slowly, we managed to get ourselves off of him in a fair amount of time, before brushing or clothing down. Mikey was obviously embarrassed that he had knocked Ray over, because his face was beetroot red, and his head was locked on the floor.
"Why were you chasing eachother?" Ray asked inquisitevely. His hands were brushing down his top, and ruffling his hair slightly. Like he didn't need more volume of that giant afro of his there.
"Well, Mikey said he took pictures of me and Frank..."
"Oh right...yeah, sorry. I'll get him to delete those for you." He was scratching the back of his head awkwardly, but still smiling. He was obviously shocked about us being together like that.
"Anyway, before you guys fell on me, i had some news." He sat down in one of the chairs in the living room, and gestured us to. "I mean, it was meant to be for Gerard seeing as he is the frontman. I took it anyway." I was leaning forward now. This had something to do with the band, and it made me a bit excited. Mikey was leaning forward too, and i had the feeling he wanted to know everything.
"Our record company was wondering if we wanted to start making a new album, and head back into the studio they have for us." He had a big smile plastered on his face.
"Hell yeah, why not?" I didn't want to lie, but i couldn't wait to get back into the recording studio. It had felt like forever since we released the black parade, and went on tour to advertise it. It had felt like forever since we had headlined festivals, and basked out in the sun by our tour bus. Right now, i was way more than ready to go into the studio and create a new album.
It was meant to be a secret, but we had already planned out most of the songs and cocnept idea for the album. We were trying our best to keep it away from the fans, and it had worked well. We only had two more songs we had been wanting to create, and had to polish up the idea concept. It was quite difficult, and whilst doing the third album, we'd been planning it down like crazy. The idea for our new album was wild, and full of artistic creation. We felt we needed some life in an album for once, so came up with the ideas pretty quick. i must say, we had quite the imagination whilst creating it.
It sounded ridiculous to say it, but we only needed two or three days in there to finish everything off. Our old record label knew how much we wanted to get the album done, and how close we were to it, so they saved the vocal and instrumental recordings we did to it to save on our album. Im sure they notified the record label were with now, so we can finish it as soon as we can.
"That's cool, you wanna go before lunch? I'll call Frank down." Mikey remarked, and went upstairs to get Frank.
"Did they say anything about our old recordings for it?" I asked Ray, wondering if all the hard work we had put in months ago had gone to waste.
"Oh yeah, they did actually. I'm glad of that too, otherwise we'd be in there forever." I grinned back at his reply, and nodded. Now we had the recordings, all we had to do was polish everything up, and get Frankie in the twist of things.
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We were heading into the building of Reprise Studios, and my heart was buzzing. I hadn't sang in such an intimate space, withought backing instruments in ages, and it felt good to get into the swing of things. The atmopshere of the recording studio reminded me of when i was a teenager, singing in my bedroom along to some punk rock band. The feeling was instantly recognisable, and i can tell you now, i worked well with it. Being in familiar surroundings wasn't the only good thing, for Frank was with us. We were all sitting neear eachother on chairs, whilst planning two more songs, and he was sitting next to me.
We hadn't discussed anything from last night, and we certainly weren't a thing. Or it just hadn't been confirmed. I could tell though that we both were thinking the same thing. Our shoulder kept sliding against eachother, and every time we caught glances, we would turn back shyly with our cheeks red.
We had talked of course, but only about the idea of Frank becoming a guitarist and backup vocalist for this band. The conversation wasn't awkward at all, and he had quickly agreed to show me his skills when we arrived here. I was very pleased about that too.
The problem was, even though Mikey and Ray knew me and Frank had this 'thing' for eachother, i was still scared to try anything in front of them. I've been thinking about it htough, and might just try it later, to see their reactions and Franks'. The look on his face!
"Right so..the full concept of the album is?" Mikey had asked, after we polished up a few notes on it. We'd got the whole concept together now, but just needed to recite it to be sure. Frank was staring at every note we wrote in wonder, and kept complimenting us on the creative ideas we had. To everyone's suprise, all of the compliments made me blush! And yep you guessed it, that earned me an awkward silence, and a few sniggers.
"The album's concept is based around the lives of the "Killjoys", a group of rebellious rogues living in a post-apocalyptic California, in the year 2019. Like many concept records, the band members are in character, in the case of this album, as their "Killjoy" alter-egos: "Party Poison" (Gerard Way), "Jet Star" (Ray Toro), "Fun Ghoul" (Frank Iero), and "Kobra Kid" (Mikey Way).
"Wait i'm what? Fun Ghoul.." Frank remarked, interrupting Ray half way through his sentence. Instead of replying, we all nodded at him, and let him slump back in his chair in confusion.
"Anyway...the Killjoys are a group of outlaws who are fighting against the evil corporation Better Living Industries (BL/ind.) and its various "Draculoids" and exterminators, such as Korse, from the S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W Unit. Their guide is a pirate radio DJ named Dr. Death Defying . Two of the album's songs will show the killjoys fighting off the draculoids, and intruding the BL/ind headquarters, to stop their corporation, and to fend the curly haired girl they are protecting. They believe she is the light to changing this world, and will soon help them bring back Destroya." Ray finished off his words with a loud huff, and sat back down. My eyes had widened from how accurate he had got the whole description, and how quickly he had said it.
"You guys are fucking geniuses!" Frank said standing up from his chair, and giving us a little clap of applause. I knew he would like the idea, especially as he had told me he was into all of that action type comic shit. I was glad we liked similiar things, and that he thought it was cool. This would make him way more easier to work with.
"Right...so now, we have the last song to work with." I clapped my hands together, and opened the door to the recording room, with its large mike hanging from the ceiling. "A years worth of hard work. Hopefully this is gonna be good."
"Agreed!" They all answered back, sitting across from me behind the transparent window that seperated us. They were seated at the control panel, and had their guitars beside them. I laughed at how clique the whole situation was. With only one more song to finish, the whole album nailed, and the prefect band members. Plus, withought thinking too ahead, we might be aloud to go on tour to promote our album. That means i could spend all my time with Frankie, and i could finally ask him out.
I put on my headphones whilst the others did so, so we could talk from across the screen, and concentrate on the music a bit more.
"Ok so Gerard, i was wondering if the last song you wanted to add was one we experimenting a couple of years ago before we broke up. Remember the one we made up in my bedroom after we watched that really cheesy movie." I thought back on Mikey's words, and immediately remembered the song. The Kids From Yesterday. We had just watched a soppy film, and felt really full of that luscious romantic feeling. So instead of writing a romance song, we wrote one about us which had something to do with bonding.
I think secretely we wanted to have it on the album, because it was so heart felt, however kept it to ourselves. Now though that Mikey had brought it up, i felt it deifinetely needed to be on there.
"The kids From Yesterday? Oh, i love that one!" I remarked.
"Oh Mikey, i remembered you played that one to me!" Ray said back in response. Mikey must of taught him how to play some chords for it too.
"So you know the tune?"
"Of course i do dude!" And in his response, we began recording it. The song had so much meaning and passion, and i think we all agreed it had to be our favourite one we've done yet. Frank also complimented it, after learning the tune, and playing back.
It took some time and concentration, but we managed to record the vocals and instruments in the space of a few hours. I think that put a smiles on our face that we were finally done, after nailing everything pretty well.
"One more thing guys." I said before we left. They all turned round, and i gestured to Mikey and Ray that it would be ok to leave, and that i only needed Frank for the moment.
"Yeah what is it Gee?" The nickname he used struck me slightly, and flooded back memories of last night. I really needed to sort out those thoughts, and just get on with it withought kissing Frank right here. I mean, with those words and nicknames slipping of his tongue, it was hard not to look down at his lips and lean a bit.
"Um, could you stay back a bit. I've realised that it would be best if you added your guitar, and backing vocals to the already recorded songs." We sat down close next to eachother. Arms constantly rubbing as i worked at the computer. It might sound stupid, but i was pretty good at incorporating sounds into already finished pieces with no problem. When we were doing our first tour, an old friend had given me a long lesson on how to work things like that. Luckily, he was right that it would come in handy one day.
We spent a couple of hours just sitting there, with me directing him on what to do. He was a quick learner as i had mentioned, and just by listening, could pick up the right chords on the guitar to play to make the tune sound awesome. His voice was perfect to, as he sung gently to himself through the mic. His lips puckered at every word, and then sunk back to reach the flesh of his gums. I watched countless moments of times, at the movements he would make. Like the roll of his hands on the guitar, and how his head would bop up and down. Sometimes i would stare to long, and he would look up at me.
Then we would end up locking eyes for a bit. That's when things became awkward. I think i encountered five times where we wanted to sya or do something, but just decided against it. But now it was time for me to try that little thing out.
"You were awesome today Frankie." He looked down at his lap, but i brough his chin up with the slight touch of my index finger. I felt the smooth stubble on the bottom of his face, as he stretched it into a smile.
"I mean it sugar, your incredible." I then took his hand gently in mine, shuddering from the warmth that flushed through me. Our palms felt right together, in the silence we shared. Soon he wriggled his fingers, and laced them through mine, making all the blood rush to my face. He still felt it was relevant to make me blush even more by smiling at me, with that stupid cute grin of his.
"Your cute when you blush!" He added to my compliment, and giggled, as i went the colour of a beetroot. Damn, why was his laugh so contagious.
"Well Frankie, i could say the same for you. Now, should we go, or are you gonna stay here." I stood up, and he did to, surprisingly with our fingers still interlocked. We walked to the door, and before i opened it for him. I added something.
"By the way, i like it when you kiss me like that. You know how much i love suprises." I remarked on yesterday, and how his lips felt pressed against mine for the first time.
"Ha, sure." Frank said. After that, he didn't kiss me on the lips, but just pecked my cheek slightly. I felt the touch still lingering on my skin afterward, and i reached my hand up to feel the hotness of my cheek. Now that felt incredible, just like yesterday. We should do that more often.

Notes

*Hallo! Thanks guys for the shamazing amount of reads i have on here, like woow i'm suprised i'd get any at all. I also found that my story is on page 4 of the popular section, which im guessing means something good.
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