Never coming home

Gerard's POV.

August 7th, 1941. New York City. The Air Force Ball.

The first time I layed eyes on Margaret Williams, I thought I was dreaming.

I didn't know who she was at the time, all I knew is that she was stunning. I watched as she entered the ballroom with a couple of more girls, laughing and looking at the men that flooded the room.
She was wearing a dark blue dress. Her brown hair was swaying as she walked. Her makeup was perfect, her lips were ruby red. It was enchanting, hypnotic even. She was the type of girl you would want to write stories, music, poems, paint her, sculpt her, do anything to try and preserve that beauty, but never succeeding, because nothing could match her looks. She was perfect. And I was staring at her like an idiot.
"Geraaaaaard? You there buddy?", Ray was waving his hand in front of my face trying to snap me out of it, "Gerard! Wake up dude!"
"Wh...what?" I say, finally waking up from my daze
"Where were you? You looked like you were miles away man! What were you looking at?"
"An angel that descended from heaven..."
"What? What are you talking about?" Ray laughed
I look up at him and smile, "Nothing. Come on, let's get ready!"
I turn around and head backstage where Mikey, Frank and Bob are warming up and tunning their instruments for our performance.
Ever since the Air Force found out that all five of us played instruments and singed, we've been asked to perform at this type of events. And tonight was no different.
As the guys continued to get ready to go onstage, my mind kept drifting back to that beauty on the dance floor, with all those men around her, looking at her, and probably craving her. A hint of jealousy struck my heart. I wanted to be the one to ask her to dance, to talk to her and to make her laugh.
But unfortunately, I had to sing first. I just would have to wait until the other band took over, and then I could make my move.

"Gerard? Are you ready?" Mikey asked
"Yeah" I answerd, without turning around.
I took a deep breath and climbed the small steps that led to the stage. I took my place in front of the microphone as the rest of the guys took their places behind me, with their instruments ready.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome to this years American Air Force Ball." I say on the microphone, making everyone look at me, she included. "I hope y'all have a wonderful evening and that you fine gentlemen aren't to afraid to ask all these lovely ladies to dance! Now let's have some fun!"
The crowed cheered and applauded. I gave the guys the signal, and the music started. Swing music filled the room. Couples started to make their way on to the dance floor. I started to sing, and watched in jealousy, as a couple of men walked in her direction. They asked her something, but she shook her head and smiled at them. They moved away, with a defeated look. I smiled as I watched her turn back to her drink, and continued talking with her friends.
"I still have a chance..."
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When the performance was over, we made our way to the bar. I ask for a double whiskey.
"Geez Gerard! Trying to drown some thoughts our we?" Frank teases
"Or maybe muster some courage!" Ray says
The guys all look at him confused and Ray continues,
"Before the show Gerard was saying how he just saw an angel walking across the dancefloor... I think that's why he's drinking like that! He's trying to get the nerve to go and talk to her!"
"Is that true Gee?" Mikey askes, leaning on the counter to look at me
The bartender serves me my drink, and I shug it down in one sip, the alcohol burning my throat, "I don't know what you're talking about..."
"Aww come on Gee! Tells us who is she!" Frank says
"Yeah come on Gerard!" Bob adds
"Since when are you afraid to talk to a girl?! You're a ladies man Gee, you can have any girl you want!" Mikey says
"Not this girl... She's different..." I say, not looking at them, but signaling the bartender to fill my glass again
"Different how?! She's a girl! And just like every girl around here, all you need to do is look at her, and she'll fall at your feet!" Bob says, "It's almost never wracking to see! We all have to work to get the girls, but all you need to do is walk up to them!"
I don't answer. I take a sip from my drink, and continue to look straight ahead. Maybe if I ignore them, they'll go away.
"Come on guys, let's leave him alone, I've got some friends I would like to introduce to you... Some girl friends... Some nurse girl friends..." Mikey says, an evident smile on his voice
"Well I didn't you say this sooner?! Lead the way Mikey boy!" Frank says with excitment.
Frank and Bob follow Mikey, but Ray places a hand on my shoulder and leans in so he doesn't has to speak loudly,
"Take it easy on the scotch... We all know you can't handle your liquor, and if you really want to talk to the girl, making a drunken fool of yourself, isn't the best idea...", he squeezes my shoulder and walks away to join Mikey, Frank and Bob, who are talking to a group of girls standing in the corner of the room.
The bartender comes back and asks me if I want another double. I think about it, but end up ignoring Ray's advice.

After five more more glasses of whiskey, I feel nothing. The music, the lights and the voices, are a swirl around me.
I try to get up, but soon realize that my legs don't have the strenght to hold me. I try to balance myself by holding a chair. That works a little. I start to walk but I bump into some chairs, and I think I bumped into some girls as well. I'm trying to make my way over to her. She's still there, talking with her friends, looking absolutely perfect.
I'm almost there, I can hear her laughter. Her voice sounds like music, beautiful music.
Suddenly, something bumps into me and I fall face down on the floor. I hear glasses breaking, chairs falling and people gasping in surprise.
I try to get back up, but a wave a nausea creeps in. My head spins and my stomach turns. I open my mouth and everything comes out.
Disgusted gasps are heard all around me. Then there are footsteps running, and someone calling my name. I think it's Mikey, but I can't be sure. My vision is blurred and all I can see is something resembling a skinny face with glasses. Yup, it's Mikey.
I feel more hands grabbing my arms and lifting me to my feet. The guys try to mak me walk, but I'm to dizzy to even try, so they just drag me out of the ballroom.
The last thing I remember before I black out in Mikey's and Ray's arms, is she looking at me. She finally looked at me and saw me. But I was too drunk to care...

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