With nobody but you!
I drove to the ball alone. Frank wanted to go with Gerard and Mikey and Ray (who they are going to introduce to me today) so I'm alone.
I was in a white dress with black underneath, and I wore this feather mask for the ball. I am in love with my dress, but I feel uncomfortable in it.
I parked the car and waited.
I was wearing just a normal suit (A/N WHICH I SAY LOOKS INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL ON HIM BUT HE WOULDN'T ADMIT IT) carrying Mikey's bass.
I'm really nervous right now. I'm in the hall where we are going to have the ball, and I was helping Frank and the others load the drums on the stage.
"Goddammit, Gerard, you're the reason we are bringing this in the first place!" Frank retorted when I complained that the drums was hard to move from my car.
"Ughhh..." I let out.
You guys guessed it already?
My Chemical Romance is performing at the ball. First time performance and I'm nervous, but hey, it's courtesy of me. Yeah, thank me for bring good music in the hall for the first time.
"Uhhhh guys..." Mikey said to us.
"What?" I asked roughly. This better be fucking good.
"Our drummer's not coming." Oh God. Ray, better be fucking here, or we wouldn't be able to play at all.
"What about Ray?" I asked.
"Still coming, though." Mikey said.
I was still worried.
Frank said, "How are we going to play now?"
"I know how to play."
And all of us turned around to see who said that.
"I'm Chloe. Chloe Dark. I did all the designs in the hall." A red-haired girl stood in front of us in a black dress that would've been worn by Bellatrix. (A/N Harry Potter, kiddos.)
"Hey Chloe." Frank said, in the same seductive voice he used towards Rachele on the first day they met.
Frank, you are lucky because you haven't eaten gloop earlier.
We arranged the drums on the stage, and I was staring at the hall.
The ceiling was covered literally with ten thousand stars. And mistletoe at the places where we kissed last year.
Goddammit, Gerard., I thought.
I thought of Summer. Summer was a cheerleader who "loved" me, but she never did. She just dated me because I was "emo" and "emo" that time was popular. Then she dumped me in the ball and her ex gave me a scar to my thigh.
It still hurts though.
Trying not to cry, I saw Frank talking to Chloe. They seemed very interested to each other, I can tell. Frank loves Chloe?
Then I was distracted from my thoughts to the three words that went out somewhere.
"It's so beautiful."
I turned around to see who said that.
The hall was so epic. For the Dance Committee, the hall looks like a hotel instead of what it really is.
There were ten thousand stars hanging from the ceiling. And of course, Mistletoe.
"It's so beautiful." I said.
"Yeah it is." Gerard hugged me from behind, and I giggled.
"Hi Gee." I said.
"Hi Rachele." Gerard whispered, "Frank's talking to Chloe."
I turned and saw Frank with a pretty girl with red hair and black dress.
"Wait, gotta go." Gerard signaled Frank and they disappeared into the crowd.
Ahh well, I guess I better enjoy myself. After all, it's a dance, not a funeral.
The DJ checked out the mikes, and he started speaking.
"Okay guys, this year, we are having a Masquerade ball!" applause. "And this year also, we are having THREE new bands to play for us! Give it up for MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!"
A guy I haven't seen before who had an afro who wasn't from our school went onstage and plugged the cord of the amp to his guitar.
I thought it was going to be the guys who were popular, but weren't jocks, that was going to play, but I saw next Mikey, then Frank, then Gerard to go onstage.
Oh my god. Are they in a band?!
Gerard stood on the stage, looking at all of us.
"You guys never thought we would be here, and those who we've told didn't believe. I used to be in this fucking ball with a girl who would never dance with me, now I'm here, onstage, with people I love. To all those people who think they would never make it and thought of suicide, THIS IS FOR YOU!" Gerard shouted the last 4 words while Ray, I think, played the intro.
"Now we are back in the middle of the day that starts it all! I can't begin to let you know just what I feeling! And now the red ones make me fly and the blue ones help me fall! And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling!"
Gerard did LITERALLY everything perfect, even though all he did onstage was crazy to do in real life. He hit all the right notes, and Frank and Ray was so talented on the guitar, they were jumping so high! Mikey was having awkward knees, but he was just walking around the stage. And Chloe was playing the drums with passion, like there was no mistake in making mistakes.
"Thank you!" Gerard shouted at the microphone when they were done.
They got offstage, letting another band called Panic! at The Disco on.
"You were so talented!" I shouted, "You are so fucking talented!"
I hugged all of them, and Gerard, Mikey and Frank introduced me to Ray
"Okay, Rachele, this is Ray. Ray, this is Rachele." they said.
"Hi." I said.
"Hi Rachele!" Ray smiled. He sounded really kind and nice. He seems like a good friend.
"You are talented! I'm not that good in guitar and I've done it for years!" I said.
"Well, I am talented." he laughed and smiled and we all continued in this thread until Panic! at The Disco started to play a song called "I Write Sins, Not Tragedies".
Then we all went to dance.
They were pretty good, Panic! I mean.
Frank was dancing well. Yeah, thank me! I taught him. He was leading and doing all the steps perfectly. I was thinking on how Gerard is so...nice tonight.
Then I was distracted.
"May I have this dance?" Chloe asked Frank.
Frank was kinda shocked, since Chloe was probably amazing, but he asked me if I would mind.
"No. Of course not." I smiled, and Frank held Chloe gently, but not tight.
And I was wandering in the dance floor.
I was staring at Rachele.
She was all so pretty and cute while Frank was dancing perfectly. Literally.
What would I do just to dance with her.
"Hey." Mikey said, with his arms around Alicia.
"Hey." I said. How come my brother can get a date while I can't?
"Why you're not dancing, bro?" Mikey asked.
"Because I have no one to dance with." I said, "Well, except those cheerleaders who would like to dance with me because we are in a band."
Mikey glanced at the group and all of them giggled hard. He rolled his eyes and took a glass of punch to Alicia.
"Hmmmm....what about the girl you've been staring at for the past 30 minutes?" Mikey teased, "Rachele?"
"She's still dancing with Frank." I said, jealous of Frank in everyway possible, oh how I would like to be in the place of Frank right now, he doesn't deserve it, I met her first and-
"Dude, Frank's dancing with Chloe." I looked at Frank, and Mikey was right. Frank was dancing with Chloe.
Rant in my head about Frank, over.
I stood up and threw the empty plastic cup.
SOMEONE ATTACKED ME FROM BEHIND, HELP!
Oh, it's just Gerard. Must. Not. Blush.
"Jesus Christ, you scared the shit out of me." I said.
"Yeah, well," Gerard looked slightly sad now, "Let's dance."
Gerard took my hand and we went inside the dance floor, holding me tight.
We were...well, dancing.
But it was more than that.
He was an amazing dancer and we were dancing to the song "All I Want For Christmas Is You". I looked at his eyes. His eyes are hazel...I knew this, but for some reason, I finally appreciate how deep the eyes of Gerard are. His hand was nervous, but he was holding me in a way that I felt safe in his arms. He has short black hair and he looked happy, even if I saw him sad earlier.
"Gerard, why are you sad?" I whispered.
"I loved someone so bad here before." Gerard was about to cry, "I'm wondering how it feels like if the person was you."
"Gerard, I-" I started, but I couldn't continue because I didn't have any words in mind that would sound sincere enough.
"It's okay. You don't need to be sorry." Gerard said, and put his head on my neck.
I wanted to make him happy. He seems so sad now, and I want him to feel the best he's ever felt. I just- just- I love him.
"Mistletoe." he whispered.
I looked up, and yes, the plant was there.
"Do we seriously have to kiss under the mistletoe?" I asked. No matter how much I would like to kiss Gerard, I still would wonder why kissing under a mistletoe is a tradition.
Gerard looked up.
"You don't want to?" Gerard asked, sadly.
"I do, but I don't want to hurt you." I said.
"I never thought you felt this way before." he looked straight to my eyes. "Let's kiss anyways."
He leaned forward, and we kissed.
A/N The white dress is like a white version of the dress Helena wore in the music video.
And I'm sorry this took long. And Thank you reading this, I got 300 views already! thank you!
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