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Now this is a very long chapter. I hope you enjoy! X)

By the time we got back to Donna’s, she near enough had dinner set out on the table.
We dined on her lasagne, the boy’s favourite. But she did a veggie one for me.
“Don’t worry about the whole veggie thing on the bus by the way, Frank is vegetarian to, so you won’t starve, we always do veggie stuff for him.” Mikey assured me. Wow he had been really quite since finding me and Gerard earlier at the mall, it’s not like we were fucking. We were just hugging for fuck sake. I don’t know what he is so paranoid about.
“Oh, that’s alright then.” I answered not really sure how to keep up the topic, although one thing did pop up in my head a few minutes later. “Franks that one that likes skittles isn’t he?” I questioned.
The boys looked like they weren’t sure were I was going with it but nodded their heads in unison to my question.
I looked back down to my plate as I thought about their answer to my question.
“There’s gonna be skittles in my hair all the time now isn’t there?… damn this white girl near-afro…. “
Both the boys burst out laughing, regretting filling their mouths before I spoke.
“I’m gonna be a rainbow-fro….”

The night went on, and before I knew it, I was yawning my ass off and resting my head on Gerard chest as we watched Dawn of The Dead.
I fell asleep almost instantly.
I was woken up when I was being carried down to Gee’s room. I had been sleeping with him as there was no spare room and he was the only one with a double bed. Not that I cared.
I pulled my head up from my resting position on his chest. I was about to speak but he stopped me.
“Shh go back to sleep, we have a long day tomorrow.” He cooed me gently, trying not to wake me any further.
“Ok Gee.” I said resting my head on his chest again. We got to his room before he put me down; he moved the bed covers out the way. Somehow he was holding me bridal style with one hand. I already realized he must have been working out, but damn, that was impressive, seeing as I’m not the lightest feather in the pillow.
He placed me on the bed gently, still trying not to stir me to much. He figured I didn’t need to change into my Pjs, so he just decided to take my jeans off me. I was still half asleep, but it was still weird to have him pull them of me, seeing as we were already having an odd day. I was just glad I hadn’t gone commando.
He pulled the covers over me. And I nuzzled into place. Soon after I felt the other side of the bed dip and he pulled me so I was resting against him. I could tell he also didn’t feel the need for Pjs as I was resting me head against his bare chest. My legs entwined with his and I got comfortable. I noticed he was just in his boxers, but to be honest, I didn’t mind, as long as he was there as my pillow, I didn’t care.

I woke up the next morning to the smell of Donna’s famous waffles, as I had every day since I got here. I was sad to know this was the last time I would have her waffles in a long time, ‘coz they were damn good, but I knew life on the road was going to be fun…
I was still half asleep but I could tell Gee was now awake, because he was gently stroking my hair as he did every morning, just to slowly wake me up completely.
Only today it was a bit different as I remembered I now had less hair to play with. He was now bouncing my curls around, and pulling them back individually only to see the spring back into place. He let out a small giggle every time this happened.
“Gee you’re a real kid you know that.” I grumbled into his bare chest.
I felt another spring back and he giggled a bit louder this time.
“But it’s so fuuuuun! I could do this all day!” he said like a four year old.
“Well you can’t” I said, getting up to kneel on the bed in front of him. “Because I smell waffles!!!” I jumped up of the bed about to ascend his stairs, before stopping myself and turning about to face him. “Maybe I should put some Pjs on, not to scar Mikey during the most important meal of the day!” I said, realizing that Mikey was still a bit off with what happened yesterday, I wouldn’t want to put the picture of me and his brother snuggling nearly naked in his bed into his mind.
“Good idea.” Gerard agreed jumping out of bed doing the same.
We got dressed in our Pjs and ruffed them up a bit to look like they had be slept in. it’s not like it mattered all that much that we slept like that last night, its just that we were to lazy to changed. But never the less, we weren’t going to let the rest of the Ways know, just so they didn’t get any ideas…
As we munched of waffles at the table Donna carried on making plenty more. She would feed a mob with the amount of waffles she was producing.
“What’s with all the waffles mom?” Mikey voiced my question after he saw me watching her with a look of confusion on my face.
“I’m making some for you to take with you, I know the boys like my waffles too, and Frank will eat about twenty on his own, so he will have plenty for the next couple of days. I do miss the boys; it’s been ages since I’ve seen them.”
“We will get them to come over on our next brake and you can force-feed them all the waffles you want.” Gerard said with a smile full of waffle, showing it to me as his mothers back was turned.
“Eww Gee! I don’t want to see that!”
I’m guessing he does it a lot to Mikey, because Donna didn’t need to turn around to know what he doing.
“Gee keep it in your mouth. Same goes for your pants now you have Roxy on the bus. No more walking around naked. ‘Coz I know you still do that.” Still concentrating on her waffle factory.
“Damn!” Gee said playfully, although I could tell she was right.
“He sleeps naked to. At least you haven’t walked off to the bathroom at night to find him doing press ups in the hall all his glory. I dunno why, but he seems to do that a lot. Always doing press ups in his sleep.” Mikey grumbled out, lazily taking a bite of his waffle.
I couldn’t help but imagine the picture in my head. Hell, it wasn’t too bad of a sight. I wish I would walk in on that! ROXY what are you thinking? That’s one of you best friends your thinking about doing naked push ups!
Gerard seemed to notice me staring of into space and started laughing to himself, soon Mikey was laughing to. I suddenly realized I had zoned out and turned to them, they were nearly falling off their seats with laughter.
I wish they would.
“Hey! What’s so funny?” I snapped.
“The look on your face after I told you about the push ups. You were SO picturing it.” Mikey forced out in between giggles and breaths.
The morning when on along the similar lines and soon we were standing at the door saying our good byes to Donna, our cases already on the bus that came to pick us up.
It was rather emotional on my part, as it was the first two weeks I had spent with her in such a long time, and now I was saying goodbye again. I hugged her tight and kissed her cheek. We all climbed onto the bus and she waved us off as the bus drove away.
I sat in the main area of the bus and looked around; it was a very decently sized bus, but before I could take it all in, a very small hyper man launched himself at me which resulted with me on the floor with my attacker laying on me. He looked up at me and smiled one of the most adorable, cheesy little smiles I had seen of a full grown man.
“I’m frank.” He said still grinning, but refusing to move. I took this opportunity to study him. He had a lip and nose piercing, from my angle I could see a tattoo in his neck, but couldn’t make it out, before I had a chance to get a good look at it, he was being dragged off me by Gerard.
“FRANK she’s only been here two minutes and you’re already on top of her! You are not to mess with her. UNDERSTAND?” Frank was now being held by the collar of his shirt against the wall, his feet weren’t touching the ground.
Frank just nodded franticly at Gerard and he released the small boy.
“Why am I under dwarf attack anyway?” I said standing up, brushing myself off.
Frank bared his teeth and growled and me like a dog. A small dog, I thought.
Gerard was laughing at us to the side.
“You guys are gonna get along SO well.” He said patting us both on a shoulder be for walking back to the bunks.
I stood there looking at Frank, slightly scared as he was still growling at me.
“Sorry about the dwarf comment…” I said half sorry, half terrified.
He unbarred his teeth and looked at me and turned his head to the side. To be honest he still looked like a small dog, but I wasn’t going to tell him that.
“Sorry I jumped on you. I get really exited suddenly sometimes, I can’t help it...” he said shyly looking down to the floor.
“Have you had and Skittles today by any chance?” I asked.
“NO! I forgot to back them! I had a MASSIVE bag and forgot to put them in my case!! I gonna got crazy!”
Just then I started looking into my messenger bag and pulled out two jumbo packs of skittles, I have quite a fetish myself, and I knew I would need them… his eyes light up the second he saw what I was looking for.
“Here.” I said, handing him one of the backs.
He jumped in excitement as he ripped the pack open and shoved about ten rainbow coloured sweets in his mouth at once.
I started laughing at him uncontrollably.
Gerard walked in on us and laughed to.
“Oh no, you gave the leprechaun skittles, there like his rainbow coloured pot of gold.”
Frank immediately stopped bouncing and glared a Gerard. Chewing like a camel.
Me and Gee burst out laughing and frank started throwing skittles at us.
I tore open my back, dragged Gee behind the couch and through mine at him.
This was war…
Skittles flying through warm bus the air.
I knew that they would all have to be picked up, but I didn’t care. It was well worth it.
When we ran out of skittles, Gerard tore off his shirt, which was white, and we waved it over the couch as a flag of surrender, still not sure if Frank was out of ammo yet.

Zero fatalities.

Zero wounded.

It was a Glorious battle.

By the time we all got acquainted, it was getting dark, so we decided to watch a movie. As SawVI was new out, we decided upon that. We all gathered on the couch, Popcorn at the ready.
Myself, Gerard, Mickey and Frank were all on the couch; Ray and Bob sitting on the floor in front of us.
I had seen the movie when it was released in England, so none of it was a big shock to me. I got kind of bored half way through so started playing with Ray hair. I moved my legs apart and he leaned against the couch. He seemed to enjoy the attention, he relaxed into a pillow that I placed on the seat in-between my legs and he rested his head back, clearly bored of the movie also.
I started putting basic cornrows in his hair. A girl that I stayed with in the U.K used to get me to do hers, she taught me to do it and it saved her paying someone else to do it, and I enjoyed doing it for her.
By the time the movie was over, I had done half of his head with out him even noticing. I think he fell asleep, or was just enjoying the feeling of me playing with his hair.
Bob nudged to Ray to open his eyes and gestured towards his hair. Ray put a hand to his head to see what he meant and felt what I had done; he instantly got up and walked to the bathroom to see it.
He came back with a massive grin on his face.
“Where did you learn to do that?! It looks awesome!” he beamed.
“My Friend taught me to do it.” I answered still smiling at how cool it looked on him, proud of my work.
“Well I love it” he told me as he went to feel it again. “Could you do the other side of it for me, please? I wanna try it for the show tomorrow night. See what it’s like to head bang with out it bouncing back at me.”
Of course I obliged and we sat and chatted for another half an hour while I did the other side. I was pretty good at it now’ a days, and it was only a simple pattern, so it didn’t take long. I really liked Ray, he was fun to talk to, and he was a lot smarter than the other guys, so we could have a decant conversation without me having to explain everything. Sometimes being a Cambridge girl it kind of annoying.
“All done.” I told him.
He stood up and went to examine himself again. I followed him into the bathroom and watched his reaction.
His grin grew and I was happy with my work.
He looked awesome. He said he would have it for the show tomorrow night to see how it felt and I sent him off to bed. The others had gone to their bunks half an hour ago to get some rest for the show the next day.
I took my skeleton Pjs out of my case and changed in the bathroom. I hoped into my bunk and tried to get comfortable, but it was difficult. I realized it was because I hadn’t slept on my own for two weeks, it felt odd.
I tossed and turned but I couldn’t get comfortable. Half an hour later and I couldn’t take it anymore.
I climbed out of my bunk and walked over to Gerard’s.
I carefully drew his curtain and peered in. to my surprise; he was laying there with a rather frustrated look on his face. He looked over as he noticed me and his expression changed from frustration to concern.
“Are you alright?” he asked worriedly.
“I can’t sleep.” I answered quietly.
“Me nether.” He replied, opening up his arms and welcoming me in to join him.
I climbed up onto his bunk and cuddled up to him resting my head on his shoulder and nuzzling my face into his neck until I was completely comfy. He sighed contently and I did the same.
Silence filled the air for a few minutes, but I could tell he was wide awake.
I was about to lift my head to face him but he spoke before I did so.
“I really did miss you ya’know.” His voice was low and rugged, like he was on the verge of tiers.
“Missed you too.” I replied circling random patterns on his bare chest.
“Eight years was a long time Rox. I didn’t realize it was going to be so long. Your mom told me it was only going to be four, she said you where going to finish school and come back to us. I didn’t speak to her much after that, I felt like the more I spoke to her, came over to your house, the longer it would take for you to come home.
But after the four years was up. It felt like forty. I came over to your house to ask her when you were coming home. Thinking it would be soon. But when she told me she applied you into Cambridge and you were accepted. Rox, it broke my heart. I didn’t think I could go on for much longer. Not seeing you. I thought about sending you a letter or something, but I knew, that if I started that, then it would brake me even more knowing that you were happy somewhere else. I was so frightened you wouldn’t come home in the end, that I would wait up the four years only to find that you weren’t coming home, that you where happy somewhere else. I was scared I would never see you again, never speak to you again, and never feel you in my arms again. It tore my heart out Rox.” His voice weakened at the end of the sentence. The bunk was silent, all but small sniffles coming from each of us. Neither of us knew what to say.
The silence grew and I knew I had to say something, but what could I say? He had basically said what I had been feeling the whole time.
“Gee, I missed you so much you have no Idea. Exactly what you have just said is how I felt. I didn’t ask my mom to put me up for Cambridge, but she was so happy I was accepted, so happy her daughter was going to achieve something. She was so happy, I couldn’t say no to her. She was already ill; we both knew she didn’t have much time left. I did it for her. I did it so she would die a happy woman, and she did. The years were agony for me, being away from you all. I missed Donna and Mikey to death, but I always had that weird bond with you, we could tell each other anything, we understood each other, and that made my heart ache even more. Knowing that I wouldn’t be able to have that bond with anyone else broke me. You were always so special to me. Those years broke me to pieces. I didn’t come back and see you for a reason. I knew that if I came and saw you, I would never want to leave you again. And I had to do it for my mother.
“When I came back for her funeral and saw you didn’t show, it was a relief. I didn’t want to face you, only to know that I was going home the next day. It would break me even more.” I didn’t know what else I could say to prove to him that I missed him just as much as he missed me, to reason with why I didn’t want to face him.
“I didn’t go to the funeral because I knew you were going to be there. For the same reason as you, I just couldn’t brake what was left of my heart to say goodbye to you again. Rox, I was so scared you wouldn’t come back to me, that you were happy there, that you had met some guy and decide to stay with him. That idea ripped me even more.” His grip tightened on me and he was gripping the sheet with his spared hand like he was in physical pain.
“The idea of some other man taking you away from me even further, you will never understand how much I hurt to even think those thoughts.” It surprised me to see just how much he cared for me. I didn’t realize I was that big of a part in his life.
“Have you listened to any of our music?” he asked, I wasn’t sure why he asked, but I answered anyway.
“Only the first album so far, I borrowed your ipod last week and listened to it. You have a beautiful voice…” it was true, he did. It’s no wonder he is famous.
“Have you listened to the lyrics to ‘Drowning lessons’?” he asked. I was still unsure what he was getting at, but I knew I was about to find out.
“Yes, they are beautiful, just like every other song you have written. You have an amazing talent.” I answered him honestly.
“Once in an interview I said that ‘Skylines and Turnstiles’ was the first song I wrote. I lied. It was not the first song I wrote. I wrote ‘Drowning lessons’ not even a year after you left. I wrote ‘skylines’ a few months after. I didn’t tell Mikey about it, I didn’t want him to know about how much I missed you, he was always your best friend, I was always just his fucked up older brother that hung around with you guys coz I had no friends my own age. But I’m glad I did. ‘drowning lessons’ was written for you, after I started to think that even after school, you would stay there, I thought you were never coming home Rox.”
I didn’t know what to say, this was so much to think about. Not only did I not he felt so strongly about me, but he had written that song for me. Even before he had told me, it was my favourite song on the album. But now it was my song. I felt tears in my eyes. I cried silently into his neck, the only sounds I made were the occasional high pitched breath. So much for being able to sleep in here.
He held onto me tight, as if I would fly away given half the chance, he bent down and kissed my forehead softly whispering to me how it was okay now, we were together finally, and that nothing could tare us apart. He repeated his words over and over until I had stopped crying. I held onto him for dear life and looked up at him, his tear stained face matching my own. I finally regained composure. We managed to talk everything over, he told me about how he had turned to alcohol and pills to numb the pain, how it didn’t work. How his band mates helped him through it all, even Mikey didn’t know why he had done it. But he helped his brother none the less. He told me that he had written many songs over the years with me in mind, and for that, I felt so special; I had never felt so loved in my life.
We just stared into each others eyes with a new neutral understanding. We were closer than ever and for that I was glad. He was right, nothing could tare us apart.
"Rox, eight years is a long time, I've changed a lot since then. I'm a different man. I don't want to hurt you."
"You will never hurt me Gee, no-matter how much you may have changed." I placed my hand on his broad shoulder. He has changed; he's grown up, He was a boy when I last saw him, he's a man now.
"That's not what I mean Rox. I'm dangerous; I need to be careful with you. Tell me when I do something wrong, please. Tell me if I ever scare you, if I do something you don't understand or like." What does he mean? It can't be that bad can it? He can't have changed too much, He seems the same, and what is he hiding? Why would he hurt me? I guess I will find out soon enough.
"Okay Gee, I don't see what you mean, but I will tell you."
"Thank you Rox, that's all I ask." He pulled me closer into his neck; I kissed it and nuzzled in.
That night, I slept paraniod, What could he have meant?

Sorry for the long chapter, I'm not sure on the end, but it's the only way I could put it in. All will become clear soon. ~xo