All the way with the boys in the bands.

“Gerard. Can you please focus on me? Just for like a second. Cause right now I honestly don’t care about what’s going on with you and Frank. Seriously.” I sighed and put my hand up to stop him.
I was trying to talk to Gerard about the whole Gabe and Pete situation because I don’t have a ton of options of people to talk to and me and him haven't gotten a second alone for the last week. Right now Frank had to go get a guitar or something from some guy named Jeph and Gabe and Pete were asleep in my bed.
But fuckin Gerard would not stop talking about how amazing Frank is and all the stupid shit they have been doing together. I really don’t care.
I mean it’s great and all, but I got other things to worry about.
“So two hot guys wanna bone you; quit your bitchin and give in.” Gerard shrugged.
I stopped spinning in his desk chair to glare at him, “Yeah, it is cool and shit, but I love Pete and Gabes just kinda super awesome and hot and he really likes me, but like I don’t know what to do.”
“Is suggesting a three way out of the question?”
“I’m pretty sure they aren’t up for sharing me.”
“Are you positive?”
“No.” I laughed a little, cause the biggest virgin in the world was telling me to have a three way.
“There’s your answer. Now back to Frank. S-”
“No. That’s not good enough. I need to figure out what to do. I can’t keep leading Gabe on and I don’t wanna hurt Pete. So tell me what to do.”
“Uh okay. Well you could fuck Gabe and then tell him to fuck off and stay with Pete.”
“As much as I would looooooove to do that, I’m pretty sure Gabe would like post about it on his Myspace and then everyone would know.”
“Really? Well my other advice is to set either Gabe or Pete up with someone and then date the other.”
“Okay. Yeah. That’s smart… Which one?”
“Who’s a better kisser?”
“I’ve never made out with Gabe.”
“Make out with Gabe and then we will talk.”
“Right… Yeah. Okay. I’ll work on that.” I nodded and stood up.
“Good luck.” Gerard laughed as I walked up the stairs from his bedroom.
***
Now how the hell do I get Gabe alone?
I mean I only need to kiss him to see if there is a spark with him. Cause like Gerard said that when he kisses Frank there’s a spark and I for one have never felt that… You know, with the one person I’ve ever kissed.
So I just gotta figure something out.

When I got to my room, Pete and Gabe were awake and talking quietly, making me feel a little creepy as I slowly walked in.
“Hey.” I mumbled out as I sat down in the middle of my bed. They were sitting at the head of it so we were all pretty close together.
“Hi.” Pete said in sort of a bitter voice which pissed me the hell off. He just woke up. Why is he a little bitch already?
“Hey, Mikes.” Gabe smiled and used a flirty voice.
See, why can’t Pete be like that?
“How long have you two been up?”
“Uh. Just like 10 minutes maybe.” Gabe shrugged.
“Oh… What have you been doing?”
“Talking and stuff.” Pete answered as he moved closer to me.
“Cool.”
“Yeah so uh we all should probably talk.”
Fuck.
“Yeah.” I nodded awkwardly.
“I don’t want you to be friends.” Pete blurted out, “I don’t like that Gabe wants to fuck you and I don’t like that you think he’s hot. And maybe you want him to fuck you, I don’t know, but I don’t like it. You said you wanted to be my boyfriend. My boyfriend can’t wanna fuck with another guy… Call me old fashion but that’s how I feel.”
Gabe and I shared a look before looking towards Pete.
“That’s not fair.” Gabe said in almost a whine.
“Well, I’m sorry, but I don’t want you drooling all over him.”
“But Mikey likes me. A lot.”
“Okay. Gabe, honestly, he’s my boyfriend. Not yours. I can’t make this any clearer. You need to back the fuck off.”
“He likes me. We kissed. It happened.”
“You guys kissed?!?” Pete snapped at me.
“Not with tongue. Just like a 2 second kiss. It was nothing compared to what we do. I swear.” I said defensively.
“Where was I?!?”
“You were asleep.” Gabe said, shrugging at us.
“This. This is exactly why I don’t want you guys to be friends!” Pete snapped again.
“I’m sorry.” I mumbled, moving closer to him, resting my head on his shoulder.
“Mikes, don’t.”
“I’m really sorry.”
“Gabe, just please go home or something.” Pete mumbled as he placed his hand on my back.
“Whatever. Call me.” Gabe huffed and got of the bed quietly and left the room.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered again as I climbed into his lap.
“I know.” Pete sighed but wrapped his arms around me.
“Please don’t hate me.”
“I could never hate you. I love you, you know that.”
“I love you too.” I said as I moved away to face him, “I’m sorry.”
“Shhhhhh.” Pete mumbled, kissing me briefly, “It’s fine. Just don’t talk to Gabe. Cause you’re not his.”
I liked that he said that. He didn’t say that I was his like Gabe did.
“Yeah.” I said breathlessly as I lightly kissed him.
We made out for a while, but Pete stopped me before I could even think of doing anything else. Instead we just laid at the head of my bed kissing eachother in between thoughts.

“Hey.” Pete mumbled before putting his lips on mine.
“Hey.”
“Are you gay or bi?”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I’m just trying to find out more about you.” Pete shrugged as he kissed my cheek.
“Uh well my sexualitly isn’t very interesting. I’m with you right now so all you have to know is that I’m Pete-sexual.”
“Yeah, but are you like full on gay?”
“Why does it matter if I find other dicks attractive? I’m not saying I do. I’m just asking.”
“Just cause I wanna know if you would ever actually do anything with Gabe. If I wasn’t here.”
“But you are. Focus on that. Okay? Promise me you won't obsess over the whole Gabe thing.”
“Fine. I promise.”
“Okay. Then tell me more stuff about you.”
“Or we could make out?” Pete shrugged with a smile.
“Yeah. Or we should make out.” I smiled as I kissed him slowly.
“Yeah.” he mumbled out before moving closer to me again, pressing our lips together.

And again we made out for a long long time until Pete put his hand on my chest and pushed me.
“What?”
“Order pizza.”
I had to laugh at that because only Pete would stop us from kissing because of pizza.
“Whatever you want, PeteyPie.” I smiled and turned on my side so I could grab my phone and glasses (that Pete had taken off of me for some unknown reason).
I laid down on my back as I went to the website and Pete quickly moved to rest his head on my chest, which again just made my day a whole lot better.
***
Soon after the pizza came, Pete and I sat on the living room floor as we ate with the sound of an episode of Lost playing in the back ground.
“So, we’re good, right?” I mumbled into my ice tea.
“Yeah. Just you know- I’m a jealous guy. And this isn’t the first time it’s happened. Fuckin Gabe and I go like way back.”
“Really? What happened?”
“Even from when we were like 5, Gabe always wanted what I had. And it was like stupid stuff too like I would learn how to ride a bike, then he would learn and be better and could do tricks and go faster. Like he always has to one up me. Like I start playing bass in a band and he is the lead singer and bassist in a band by that night. It’s just the way Gabe is. And I’m fine with that. I love him to death, honestly… And it makes sense that he would get all intents and stuff when he found out that I had a super hot boyfriend. Like obvious the only reason he likes you isn’t that. Cause he really likes you… It’s just annoying. Cause you aren’t technically mine, but you are my boyfriend and friend. And it just bothers me cause he’s stolen my boyfriends before.”
“Oh.” I mumbled back.
“You sound disappointed.”
“No. I just- I thought it was cool that one super perfect dude is my boyfriend and another attractive guy liked me. Cause that doesn’t happen to me. Ever. Just that once.”
“Oh. Uh- he really did like you. Or he does, but if you decide that you want to be with him, just know that he knows nothing about you and only judges how much he does because of how you look.”“Oh. Okay… Hey, Pete?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too… Why do you keep saying that today?”
“I’m sad. And I fucked up and I know I fucked up, but I feel like if I say it more I can maybe convince you of how much I actually love you.” I mumbled back with a small shrug.
Pete smiled and put his can of ice tea down before moving across the carpet closer to me, “You should have said that when I was still being bitchy about Gabe.” he kissed my cheek and rested into me, like a cat curling up.
“I know. I realize that now.” I sighed and wrapped my arms around him as he sat down in my lap sideways.
“Eh better late then never. And you still got me.”
“Yeah… If you don’t want me to talk to Gabe, I wont. I love you.”
“I love you too… It’s nothing against you, just Gabe.”
“I know.” I nodded and picked him up so I could lay back on the couch with him on me.
“Uhf. You’re so strong. Lord.” Pete laughed and snuggled up to me.
“You’re hella small, Petey.”
“Not where it matters though.”
“True.” I smirked at him, before pulling him into a hungry kiss.

Notes

hope you guys like this it's kinda long.



title: Time To Dance- Panic! at the disco

5/3/2015

-TBAF