Love Is Insanity

FRANKS' POV:
"Wake up bitch!" I heard someone yell. It was dark outside, and it looks like i had falling asleep on the couch. My eyes adjusted to the small lamp lit room, to see gerard standing there. His knee was hitting my leg in a jokey way, and he was grinning. He wore his backpack off one shoulder, and i was wondering why he had it on. We weren't going anywhere were we?
"Ughh why are you all dressed and shit?" I moaned out, as he tugged me up into his arms. I snuggled into his armit, and smelt coffee lingering on his black sweater.
"Why do you want me to undress?" He sniggered at me as i pulled back, his hands still gripping my arms.
"No.....well." My face flushed a bit, and he let out his adorable giggle. "We have places to be right?"
"Yeah boo, the concert!"
"Ohhhhh!" I said dragging out my words. We obviously did have places to be concidering what he was wearing. On that point, where was my bag? I lazily looked around for my bag, my feet scraping the ground. I was chucking plastic plates everywhere, and flinging the curtains back to look in the window sill. I could hear him chuckle as i finally turned round to see him holding it in his hands. As i walked forward to get it though, he moved back a bit and held it higher. That damn idiot knew i was short!
My feet bounced up and down to reach the bag, as i finally managed to jump up and push his shoulders down before he dropped it. Suprisingly, it was already packed, and it looked like he had done that job. I certainly can't pack in my sleep, let alone pack awake. My eyes followed up to his, as i watched him move some red strands of hair out of his face. He pulled a side smile, which was so cute i couldn' help but pull on his cheeks. His eyes were burning into mine, even now as i jokily played with his cheeks, i could feel them heating slightly.
His laugh was loud now, and his lips were on mine soft and chapped before they finally left. I breathed out a bit, and brought a finger to my lips, feeling the after touch on them. He still bared a smile on his face, as he brought his hand up to the finger on my lips and laced his hand with mine. Our fingers entertwined together, after he helped me put on my back pack and gestured me outdoors.
As cold as it was outside, warmth radiated from the flesh of Gerard's hands, and i could feel him reading my thoughts next to me.
"Your so adorable when you blush!" He mocked, as we made our way through the damp sodden grass to the venue.
"Stop it Gee!" I giggled back, and knocked my shoulders with him as he had a minute ago.
The time we spent walking to the venue was just us bumping into eachother, and being annoying. It became more than funny to laugh at though because of how serious the things we were saying felt really funny to us. I swear if anyone was watching they would of thought we were sober.
"IT'S SO BIG!" I yelled as we looked up from the doors of the building. Gerard had his head resting on mine, and his eyes were running along the whole structure of the place.
"This is exciting." The building was fairly tall, with brown panels running along it, and a billboard with our names in itallics scaping across it. Little bulbs of lights flashed from the sign, and set a warm glow over the quadrilateral shaped building. The doors were easy to swing open, and let them hit the hinges afterwards.
We were inside now, still listening to the racket the door had made after opening. Gerards fingers had left mine, and were now pushing the prep room door open labeled with 'My Chemical Romance.'
My breathing hitched as i looked around the cream coated room, posters plastered all over the walls. Bands and their tours were stuck everywhere i could look, and they framed the few mirrors that sat against the wall. Brushes and makeup tools sat on the desks with there ends poking out of the bags they sat in. On each side of the room there stood clothes stands with hangers swinging off of them. There were our suits on either side, with our shoes sitting comfortably underneath them. The staff had obviously tooken there time here, and gotten absolutely everything prepared.
It made me feel special, and gave off a tingly feeling in my stomach to know that the many thousands of people here tonight were coming to see us. Of course they wouldn't know me too well, even though the shipping had tooken over since i last checked online. People were saying they couldn't wait to see me in cocnert and what my guitar skills were like. They had also mentioned about how much they wanted us and Gerard to kiss or something. They had hardly heard about me for long, and the crazy thing was, they already had the idea in the back of their heads that we were together.
I zoomed back in to the scene, and realised that Mikey and Ray were already seated and staring at me. Smiles sat on their faces, and they were rocking side to side on their chairs in amusement. Withought fully being composed and out of my thoughts i heard a small chuckle from behind me.
"You alright babe?" I heard Gerard whisper from behind. He came up close behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist firmly. His voice was deep, and i could feel his breathing hot on my neck. Even though Mikey and Ray were looking at us now with smug looks on their faces, i still turned around and pecked his lips slightly. I felt him grin into the kiss, and the other guy stares burn into the back of me as i turned around.
"Im fine Gee, just thinking about you." I had always wanted to say something as cheesy as that, and also get embarassed from it afterwards. I heard Mikey cooe and awww at us as i turned back around with Gerard pressed up behind me.
"You guys need to get a room!" Ray said, standing up and beginning to organise everyones outfits on their hangers.
"You can't say much, i think you couldn't wait any longer for us to get to America and get in a hotel!" Gee said back, reminding us straight away of when Ray had dragged Mikey back to the bunk beds, and how mysterious noises trailed out after ten minutes.
"Umm....anyway guys i think we need to get dressed." Mikey quickly scarpered over to Ray, and began to grab his own suit from his hands. Red ran along the curve of his cheek bones, as his gaze remained locked on the ground.
"Are there like cubicles or something....or?" I said nervously. Whta if we had to get changed out here in front of eachother? One things for sure, i knew that wouldn't go well.
"There isn't, but me and Mikey can change behind this rack, and you and Gerard behind that one." Ray answered from across the room. Mikey was clutching at his top, and pulling the fabric down slightly. This was going to be very long and awkward.
We adjusted the rack slightly so the others couldn't see anything that was going on from their view, and began to take off our jumpers. Blush tinted on the both of our cheeks, as our bodies turned slightly away from eachother.
"Hey boo i won't look." Gerard gently said, caressing my cheek and giving off a small smile. I grinned back, and nodded, still nervous if he was to turn around.
Within the next few minutes, we slowly took off our clothes. My shirt first, then my jeans before i was just in my boxers. Tension filled the air, as i could tell that Gerard was too just in his boxers. The urge to turn around brimmed inside me, and aroused me slightly because of the images fluttering in my head. My eagerness made me turn my head slightly to look back at gerard, his back only slightly turned, and his chest fully on show.
I wanted to look back, but continued to stare more withought caring that he would notice. It wasn't the right time to look or react this way, but i felt like i was attached to him now. His body was pale and smooth, his chest lightly toned, and his skinny legs what could be like a girls. His whole structure was very feminine, and beautiful in a way which could only please me. I turned back before he could notice, and gulped a bit, my hands sliding down to feel the slight tent in my boxers. I groaned inwardly, and tried to wipe the image of Gerard's figure from my head. What would he look like naked? Would i ever get to touch that smooth chest of his?
"I'll get you back for that." I heard Gerard murmer, my head snapping round. His top was now on, however his jeans not and a slight grin grew on his face. His voice was quiet and suttle, like he had witnessed something but didn't know how to react to it. As i looked down, i saw he too had a slight bulge in his boxers, which he looked shy about too. I moaned a bit, looking at his erection again, and licking my lips. I pulled my jeans up, feeling them more tighter around me than the others, and moaning again at the feeling of the tight fabric straining my growing bulge.
"Leave it Frankie, i'll give you a little lesson on stage about manners just you wait." He said seductively behind me, as my back turned to him. I held in another groan, and let an inward sigh fall over me. What did he mean lesson? I swear, as aroused as i was i wouldn't of minded something like that. On stage however, it might become more of a show then private entertainment. If that's what i thought he was talking about anyway.
"I can't wait." I whispered, and let my top sink down over my hips before i put my shoes on. He was dressed, and let his hips rock side to side as he walked out to the mirror, me behind him. I watched his behind sway gently to sit down on the plush seat. My smile was far beyond stretching high up on my cheeks, my thoughts buzzing everywhere.
"You boys get dressed well?" Ray buzzed, whilst Mikey sniggered next to him. Hopefully they hadn't seen or heard anything, i knew how much of an eavesdropper Mikes was.
"Splendid Ray." I replied, the smile still sitting there.
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GERARD'S POV:
"Are you all fucking ready London?" I screamed into the mic, up at the front of the stage. We had had a loud cheer when we entered, and were greeted quickly by a hustle of screams. I saw Franks' face light up as he bounced his way to his position on the stage. The audience were constantly shouting, from down and above on the stands. Their faces were glowing with excitement, and their mouths were constantly moving.
The cocnert flew by, and every song was a blast. It felt nice to sing these new songs to the audience and hear them scream our praises. Of course they'd never heard any of this shit before, but i could tell they loved it.
Half way through i could feel sweat rubbing through my top underneath my jacket, so i decided to take it off. Move one for the lesson i had for Frank. I let the jacket fall onto the stage floor, and the crowd go wild. Frank was panting from behind as he had been playing like crazy on the guitar. When my jacket came off however, i managed to make his breathing rate increase, and his eyes dart all over my body. It was working!
The more songs that were played, the more i would play about with the audience. I even once took it to the point where i was moaning into the mic, and licking up and down the cold of it. All the while, i could see Frank watch behind me as i was grinning. He knew this was all for my enjoyment, and he was loving it himself.
I wanted to make him feel great in a relationship with him, and let him know that he wasn't leaving me anytime soon. I wanted the whole world to know, and for me to scream it out loud. There was only one clue i'd give out though, and that was about to happen very soon.
"Okay this is our last song." The crowd awed and sunk a bit. "I know i know, but this one is great..i promise. Now we deicded to get this one from our second album. It called You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison, and i know you fucking love it!" The next few lines followed by me instructing all the men to take off their shirts and swing them around there heads. Most of the guys did so, and there were now plenty of sweaty figures waving their shirts around wildly. Whilst they did so the girls would shout boys continously until the song began. They new the drill, as many of them had seen our concerts before, it still made me just as excited.
This was the song where i would knock Frank of his heels.
I let the guitar kick in, and the drums suttily play for a bit before i began to sing. Or moan if that's what you prefer.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" The sound of my moaning grew louder and louder, and i threw my head back and let my left hand slide down my legs. The beat kicked in, and i released a scream before i started singing. The sweat dripped down my forehead to the creases of my lips, as i ran across the stage.
Frank had his head down slightly, his fringe covering his eyes and his mouth pouted in full concentration of the guitar. His arms gleamed with sweat, and his eyelashes flickered in exstaution.
I waited the whole while till the drop near the end of the song before my plan began. As the drop kicked in, i circled the stage once before stepping towards Frank. He was looking up at me now, less concentration needed because of how Ray had to play the most of this part. A grin was plastered on my face as i moved forward, and made my move.
My lips attached to his, as i gripped his hair roughly and tugged his towards me. I heared him groan into my mouth as i pulled tighter, and tilted my head to allow access with my tongue. For the few seconds our tongues fought dominantely in eachothers mouths, and i turned him around slightly so the crowd couldn't see me palm him slightly through his jeans. I let them grow a bit more tighter, and the feeling of arousal sink in before i pushed him back and let him stumble.
The song continued, all the while Frank playing ecstatically, the guitar covering his legs to hide the buldge i felt earlier. I couldn't hide mine, as the crowd had noticed, and i let my obvious arousal show as the song came to an end.
"Thankyou thankyou!" I grinned, my arms held high and my small teeth glittering in the stage light. I jumped off the amp box, and let my feet take me offstage. I let my breathing control itself with a few heavy puffs, and a swig of mineral water. My breathing slows down, as i adjust myself to lean against the black wall. I watch Ray and Mikey scarper off down the corridor and probably outside to do some bush fucking. Lately they've been crazed about eachother, and i think the same is going to happen with me and Frank.
I saw Frank come from off stage, and let his fingers drag through his long black hair. He was sweaty all over, and the aroma of ciggerettes and sweat grew on him. It smelt nice though, and was now drawing me toward him. I bit my bottom lip, and watched him walk closely over to me with his eyes locked on mine the whole way.
"I liked that lesson." I let him speak into my ear softly, dragging out the words in a husky tone. My heart was beating at a million miles per hour, and i could feel me tense up at his touch on my side. "Let's continue it in the bus."
I let my nervousness dissapear, and i strode backwards to the outside door, my gaze locked on his the whole time. He followed me, my gaze on his and his footsteps copying mine. The atmosphere was very heated, and in all honesty, i like the way it was heading.
"Only if you can keep up with me!" I giggled, and started through the door and across the wet grass. I could hear him yelling behind me as we ran through the grass back to the bus. Giggles filled the air as my hands swung up and down, and my breathing picked up from the adrenaline.
"You just wait baby till were in there." He shouted from behind, nearer to me now and slowly catching up.
"I'm meant to be pleasuring you!" I shouted, nearing the door and stopping suddenly to unlock it. I let my fingers twist open the door quickly, and my feet hop up into the bus.
"I'll be doing that tonight." Frank whispered, now in the tour bus with me. The door was now locked and it was just the two of us.

Notes

I'm so sorry for not updating in forever, i've started up school again and been just getting into the swign of things. I will now update often though! On the plus side, i went to see Gerard in Cardiff on sunday and met him afterwards. He was so lovely and it was the best thing ever! <3