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Ch.8---- Circle of Friends

"I take it you found my note?" Gerard asked with an amused smile as I walked down the hill towards the tree he was sitting at; his sketchbook closed and on the ground beside him for once.

"It was little hard to miss." I said with a smile, trying not to lose my footing and suddenly trip, rolling down the hill or something because knowing me that would totally happen. "Are you aware that your bed is covered in dirty clothes that probably have never seen a washing machine?"

"How do you know it wasn't Mikey's bed? And what were you doing in my bed anyway?" Gerard asked with a curious look as I reached him then fell (gracefully) to the ground before him.

"Well you just admitted to me that it was your bed and when I woke up it was early. I was too damn lazy to get up and since I missed school anyway I decided some more sleep wouldn't be bad." I told Gerard, crossing my ankles and pulling my knees up towards my chest as I draped my arms over my knees and rested my chin on top. "The floor was incredibly uncomfortable so I got up and lay down on the bed closet to me which happened to be your very dirty one."

"Yeah well it's comfortable." Gerard said with a shrug.

"You're telling me." I smiled. "My mattress is nowhere near that comfortable."

"So I was wondering, could I like, meet all your friends?" Gerard asked a little shyly. "Seeing as you dragged my brother out with you all last night then brought him back drunk beyond belief plus Ray says everyone's pretty cool...."

"Sorry, again, about that." I said, my cheeks warming a little. "I seriously didn't know he was drinking. I was dancing then Brendon and Pete joined me and we always dance together then by the time we found him, he was pretty damn wasted. Ray had to literally pull him off the bar."

"Yeah I really don't care. You got him back in one piece." Gerard said calmly. "He's a smart kid; he knew what he was doing when he chose to drink." He smiled some more. "You're one heavy fucking sleeper too."

"Really?" I asked, tilting my head to the side a little.

"Yeah." A soft, warm laugh passed through Gerard's slim lips. "You didn't wake up once when I attempted to get my brother out of bed for school. I told him he couldn't miss class, wasted or not, and he threw a fit about why you could still sleep but he couldn't."

"What'd you tell him?" I asked, a small laugh escaping my own mouth. I stared at Gerard's pale face; the sun gleamed in his gentle eyes as he looked genuinely happy and I felt perfect, for once in my life, as I just sat there talking, laughing, with him.

"I told him that you're not my responsibility." Gerard responded and I laughed a little more. "He was whining and bitching and everything yet you didn't move a muscle. I actually thought you were dead at one point." He said a little embarrassed. "I didn't want to try and wake you though because you looked really cu-peaceful so I just wrote you a note and stuck it to your head figuring you would find it there." Gerard looked at his hands which was nervously playing with in his lap as he slipped; almost calling me 'cute' but deciding on 'peaceful' instead. That can only mean one thing. It means I'm winning and he knows it; he knows it and he's trying to fight.

"So you want my friends to come destroy your peace?" I asked him, causing Gerard to look up at me again and lose his overwhelming embarrassment.

"I-if they don't mind." Gerard said quietly. "I mean, I know what people say about me."

"And you know what I did to Pete." I said and Gerard mouth pulled up slightly at the corners to form a small smile again. "They'll behave themselves or they'll deal with me; which is not something anyone wants to do." I told him, leaning back to dig my phone out of my incredibly tight jeans (worn on purpose of course). "I should warn you though; things can get a little...perverted at times."

"It's ok." Gerard laughed. "I just feel bad that you keep following me around instead of hanging out with your friends. I figured lunch would be a good way for you to continue to harass me while still spend time with them." I laughed and nodded. He's totally cracking.

Get your asses to the pond. You're having lunch with me n Gee. I texted Brendon since he was first on my contacts list.

Aww no candlelit dinner? Was Brendon's reply and I laughed as I typed out my answer.

Not yet. I sent it to him then shoved my phone back into my pants, something that Gerard stifled laughed about because these pants are tight and well, the pockets don't like to open up much. Not even for an incredibly slim phone.

"You know the one thing I've learned about phones and tight pants is don't ever have your phone on vibrate." I told Gerard, sending him into complete laughter; grabbing his waist with his arms and bending forward some. "Seriously! It's the most uncomfortable and embarrassing thing ever!"

"Wh-what?!" Gerard choked out and I smiled widely at him.

"Ok so before I was basically disowned by my family for being gay and whatnot, I went to a catholic school with Pete. It's one of the better schools though cuz we don't have a dress code; we get to wear what we want." Gerard sat completely up again, biting his lower lip to keep the rest of his laughter inside so he could listen to me. "Anyway, its mass one day and I have some tight jeans on because it was all that I had clean to wear that day. My phone was in my pocket, on vibrate, because I live on texting so I couldn't shut it off but I wasn't supposed to have it on at all to begin with." Gerard nodded and I took a deep breath because seriously, this is one of the most embarrassing things that has ever happened to me.

"So I'm messing around with Pete, making crude sexual jokes about the nuns and what they do when they're off duty- we have a lesbian theory going." Gerard squinted slightly as he did all he could not to burst into laughter. "My phone suddenly starts vibrating because someone was texting me. The nuns keep a good eye on myself and Pete because we tend to be a bit of rule breakers so I couldn't take my phone out to accept the message and make it stop vibrating; which it does every few seconds." I took another deep breath, already feeling my face redden. "My phone, being dangerously close to my crotch, is like fucking stimulating me against my own damn will but I can't do anything about it and Pete's doing all he can not to burst into laughter."

"Ah, the Wednesday Mass story." Pete suddenly said from behind; leading the crew to join us. "We're getting to the best part." He told Gerard, falling down beside me as the others took spots randomly around the tree.

"Well it comes to scripture and it just so happens to be my day to read." I said while the others all look at me with smiles, having never heard this story before. I have good reason.

"I remember that day quite well." Brendon said with a smirk, laying down in the grass and resting his head in Ryan's lap while Ray and Bob sat next to Gerard; all of us creating a somewhat circle.

"Will you both shut up and let me finish?!" I snapped and Brendon pretended to pull an (unfortunately) invisible zipper over his lips and Pete nodded; grinning widely. "Anyway, because of my phone I'm pretty damn hard now; in the fucking tightest pair of jeans that I own. Lesbian nun number twenty four calls me up to the podium to tell me it's time for me to read. I groan and attempt to get out of it but Pete here," I gave Pete a sarcastic smile, "Told her that I was a little excited which was why I was so shy." Pete nodded with a dumb grin on his face. "Needless to say, I had some problems walking from the pew to the podium, standing behind it and shifting the way I stood each time my phone vibrated because the damn thing was really making me hurt."

"I was in the middle of reciting something from the Bible when I couldn't take it anymore when I shout 'Jesus Fucking Christ' really loud, my head colliding with the bible that rested before me and my hands pulling out my phone to turn it off." Everyone was laughing at this point and when it they all settled enough to breathe, I gave my grand finale. "So of course I realized what happened as a bunch of shocked faces stared at me and I was really embarrassed. The head lesbian nun extended a bony ass finger to me and motioned for me to walk towards her. I just shook my head and told her that I had to go to the bathroom."

"You should have seen the look on that old bats face." Brendon said with his chocking laughter and I smacked his leg so I could finish. Gerard's eyes were glued to me, his shoulders shaking with silent laughter that he couldn't stop producing which was why I was smiling widely and continuing to relive a horrible moment in my past. Just seeing him so happy made me completely forget the extreme embarrassment that I had felt about it.

"We argue for a moment before I finally have to give in and walk out from my safety place, with the most uncomfortable boner ever wedged in the worlds tightest pants," I was laughing myself, tears coming to my eyes from both amusement and shame, "for everyone in the fucking church to see." Gerard fell against the tree with laughter while Bob collapsed on top of Ray who was doing all he could to stay sitting up. Brendon was already down and Pete was leaning against Patrick was laughing into Pete's hair. "So the nun looks at me with the widest eyes ever and goes 'Mr. Iero! What is that about?!' She points her bony finger towards my pants and I look down, cheeks redder than blood;" I choked some as I lost a lot of laughter.

"This is the best part!" Pete tells us as he chokes some from laughter. I nodded and wiped my eyes, trying not to throw up from laughing so hard. "He-he told her-" Pete tried but was failing as much as I was as we both laughed hysterically; Brendon just as dead as we were. "He-"

"What'd he say?" Ray asked through his own amused laughter.

"I GET HARD FOR JESUS!" I practically shouted and it was the breaking point for all of us. Not a single person was left sitting up. We all collapsed into the soft grass, half on top of each other, gasping and choking with laughter that shook our entire bodies. Even the wind seemed to be laughing with us.

"Holy fuck-!" Gerard said as tears rolled down my cheeks and into the grass below me. He was on his side, his face pressing into the small blades of soft green grass as his arms wrapped around his abdomen; his knees pulled up towards his chest and his ankles crossed as he laughed. Strands of his black hair fell over his face, shimmering from the sunlight, and I stared at him while I laughed just because it was so...beautiful.

"I-it gets better!" Brendon choked over the laughter and I pushed myself up with shaky arms so I was sitting again to finish my story; coughing a bit as I tried to calm myself down.

"O-ok so the n-nun didn't know what I meant." I said and the others managed to pull themselves up weakly to look at me, still laughing quietly to themselves so I could finish.

"B-Brendon and I were d-dying of laughter." Pete said, wiping his eyes slightly as well.

"As was the rest of the student body." Brendon said, leaning against Ryan who was trying to look disgusted but couldn't help the fact that he found it incredibly amusing.

"S-she asked me what I was talking about and I was like incredibly embarrassed that I had to explain." I said, coughing a little more and keeping my focus on Gerard whose eyes were locked with mine; radiating joy. "I-I t-told her that J-Jesus makes me hard." Again laughter erupted amongst us.
"When she still stared at me I yelled 'I'M GOING TO FUCKING CUM IN MY PANTS!' at her which sent her completely white and everyone fell off their seats to the ground with laughter." Everyone fell over with more laughter. "So without letting her explain I ran to the bathroom and dealt with my problem. I was so sore for days!"

"His fucking jeans cut into his skin!" Pete said, sitting on his knees and propping himself up by his arms; hands flat against the ground before us. "I-it was hilarious!"

"It took all three of us to get his pants off!" Brendon said and I didn't think anyone could laugh harder but it was as though everyone's lungs were going to fly out of their mouths as oxygen was barely able to get in mouths. "I-imagine explaining that to the principal! Walking in with two guys trying to yank down another person's pants while he's harder than a rock!"

"W-why the fuck haven't I heard this before?!" Bob asked, eyes red with tears that streamed down his face.

"B-because it's embarrassing as fuck!" I gasped out, one hand grabbing my side while the other held my body up. "I-I have no idea why I-I just told you all!"

"B-because it's hilarious!" Gerard said, pushing his long hair behind his ear to be able to see. "H-how did we end up on it again?!"

"I was going to text Brendon and I told you not to put your phone on vibrate with tight jeans on." I said, coughing some as I finally came down from my laughing high.

"W-what happened after that?" Patrick asked, rubbing Pete's back as Pete tried not to throw up; Patrick still laughing himself.

"We all got in a lot of trouble." I said, taking deep breaths. "Big ass convention with lesbo-nuns and parents. T-that's how we ended up here."

"How did they know you were all gay though?" Ryan asked, running his fingers through Brendon's hair, smiling as Brendon continued to laugh.

"Oh god." Pete said, going a little white. "That was a fiasco."

"They searched our lockers and rooms." I said, my smile almost completely fading into embarrassment. It would have if Gerard wasn't looking at me the way he was. "Found everything any blossoming gay boy owns; male porn, lube, condoms, in Brendon's case some very disturbing sex toys;"

"Fuck off Iero." Brendon said, his face a mixture of a frown and a smile because it's Brendon and he's almost always happy. "At least I didn't have a self made sex tape."

"I'll fucking kill you Bden!" I yelled through more laughter as I started dying again. "Y-you were never supposed to tell!"

"Dude!" Bob gasped, his body all but convulsing with laughter. "You made a fucking sex tape?!"

"I'm not the first one!" I said, really trying not to throw up.

"Yeah but that's just wrong!" Ray said, running a hand through his bushy hair.

"Like Paris Hilton wanna be!" Patrick said and I smacked his arm since he was close enough for me to abuse while the others weren't. "Is it all night visiony?"

"You can all go to hell!" I said loudly, my mouth hurting just as much as my abdomen since I couldn't stop laughing. "I made a pretty sexy tape!" That only caused more laughter. "I-I'm going for a walk." I announced, managing to pull myself up into a standing position and stumbling a little as I stepped over collapsed bodies, making my way towards the football field (that's rarely used) out back because it was a huge patch of land that was completely vacant.

I climbed the bleachers and laid on the very top, stretched across the metal bench with my eyes shut and hands resting on my chest; just relaxing on the bench. My spine was aligned perfectly with the bench and I heard someone else climbing the loud bleachers to join me but I kept my eyes shut, hoping that they would leave me alone. They didn't. I felt soft lips press against mine in one of the best kisses ever and I opened my eyes, smiling when I saw Gerard's pale face hovering over mine with his black hair falling down towards my face. "It worked." He said quietly to me, returning the smile.

"What worked?" I asked as I stared into his eyes.

"Prince Charming wakes Sleeping Beauty with true loves kiss." He said and I did all I could not to start laughing again. "We just proved that it does indeed work."

"Well then thank you, Prince Charming." I smiled dorkily up at him, Gerard managing to squeeze a little laughter out. I think we've laughed enough for a few months.

"You're welcome Sleeping Beauty." Gerard said, leaning down and kissing me again. "Go to the Valentines dance with me Saturday?" He asked quietly and I felt my insides scream, flip, with joy.

"I dunno..." I smirked and Gerard hit me playfully. "You're kinda freaky..."

"Dork." Gerard got up and started down the bleachers, causing me to sit up with confusion.

"Where are you going?" I called.

"To pick out your dress." He called back to me with amusement, jumping off the bleachers and starting across the field.

"I didn't say yes!" I yelled, starting after him. Gerard turned and threw his arms out to the side.

"Who can say no to this?" He asked me and I laughed, watching him turn back around and stride proudly across the grass. I jumped off the bleachers and ran after him, lunging at him and wrapping myself around his body as though I was making him give me a piggy back ride.

"I want ruffles and lace and a hoop skirt!" I said into his ears and Gerard laughed, putting his arms under my legs so he didn't drop me as I clung tightly to his neck. "I have to have matching heels too! And a pretty tiara!" I squealed merrily, Gerard laughing more. He started spinning around in circles, his black hair flying in my face as I clung tighter to him still, laughing as the world became nothing but a blur of color whipping around us; that is everything but Gerard's face which was pressed against mine.

"I'll get a matching tux." Gerard said with laughter before we suddenly fell over, both of laughing as I let go of him to lay beside him. The clouds spun above my head; fluffy white splotches in the light blue sky. The sun was shining down on us as we lay completely alone in the middle of the football field, laughing almost as hard as we were back by the tree. "To make sure we match for the picture."

"Make sure you get me a big bouquet of flowers." I said, continuing to plan the cheesiest 'date' to a dance ever. "I want red roses; only the best. Each must have at least twenty soft petals on it and absolutely no brown." Gerard laughed and turned on his side to face me, myself doing the same so we were staring eye to eye again.

"Thanks." Gerard said softly when he calmed down.

"For what?" I asked, still smiling as I got the last of my laughter out.

"For caring." Gerard said, using his hands to make a pillow for himself as we sat in the warm sun. "It's been a long time since someone's cared. Kinda forgot what it felt like."

"I told you I wasn't giving up." I said softly back to him.

"I'm glad you didn't." Gerard said and I felt really good inside; like better than I've ever felt at the same time. While I felt really good, I also felt really nervous and nauseous; but not really. It's a feeling that I've never had before and something I really can't explain. "Can I call you Frankie?"

"If you want." I said with a smile which made Gerard's face beam even more. Gerard rolled onto his back again so he was facing the wide open sky, smiling away.

"Have you ever wondered what flying feels like?" Gerard asked as I too fell onto my back once again, watching the clouds slowly float across the sky. "Being able to just float freely and feel like nothing could ever make you fall?"

"Yeah." I replied. "When you find that feeling, let me know."

"I have." Gerard said, sliding his hand into mine and weaving his fingers into mine. "It feels like this; right now." He said quietly and I smiled widely, just holding onto his hand and staring at the clouds, realizing what that unfamiliar feeling was.

Love. I'm in love. I'm in love with Gerard Way; and it feels great.