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FRANKS P.O.V.
We walked down to breakfast happy as hell and holding hands, gaining smiles off young children and disgusted looks off their parents- we didn't care though.
"Hey guys." I said as we sat down at the table. The guys were all grinning at us like maniacs but no-one said anything.
"Jeez. I'm boiling." Gerard breathed and leant back in his chair, we were still holding hands.
"Take your hoodie off then idiot." Ray joked, Gerard shot me a pleading glance and I smiled lightly, squeezing his hand- we both knew they'd find out sooner or later, Gerard's scars show up bad on his pale skin. He shrugged and took the hoodie off, everyone stared.
"GERARD ARTHUR WAY I AM SO DISSAPOINTED IN YOU YOU HYPOCRITE!" Mikey screamed, suddenly on his feet. I don't think I've ever seen Mikey this mad- or mad at all and this new side of him scared me.
"Calm down Mikes!" Ray said, yanking Mikey back into his seat.
"Why did you do it? Why?" Mikey hissed, fists clenched and teeth gritted together.
"I'm sorry Mikes. I had to." Gerard whispered, clearly uncomfortable.
"Mikey's right though, dude. You can't tell the kids to not do one thing and then do the other. It's wrong." Bob looked thoughtful.
"I know. I'm not gonna do that again. I just didn't know what else to do." He started to break down again, so I pulled him into my lap and rocked him gently.
"Shhhh, Gee. It's okay, it's all gonna be okay, we're here, we love you." I whispered into his ear, which only made him cry harder. I looked up to see Bob, Ray and Mikey smiling at us.
"Bah! I'm such a pansy." He muttered as he wiped his eyes, I held him tight onto my lap.
"Never again, Gerard. Never pull a stunt like that again. I don't wanna see that side of you or that side of Mikey again. Ever. It scares the living day lights out of me." Ray said. We all grinned.
"Uhhh... I think you should get off his lap though Gerard. People are staring, and looking a bit grossed out." Bob informed us and sure enough, people were.
"Let 'em stare." Gerard grunted before crashing his lips on mine.
"I think I may be sick." Mikey mumbled a minute later as we pulled away. People were staring and it was making us all uncomfortable, we'd forgotten that we weren't just normal guys. We were MCR. News was going to get out, and this might not end well. I shook the thought from my head.
"We should go get breakfast somewhere else." I heard Brian's voice say. Gerard jumped off my lap. "No point trying to hide it boys, I've been standing here a good five minutes. C'mon, lets go." Brian was smiling like a cheshire cat as we got up and walked away from the pool, going to find somewhere nice to eat.
We walked down to breakfast happy as hell and holding hands, gaining smiles off young children and disgusted looks off their parents- we didn't care though.
"Hey guys." I said as we sat down at the table. The guys were all grinning at us like maniacs but no-one said anything.
"Jeez. I'm boiling." Gerard breathed and leant back in his chair, we were still holding hands.
"Take your hoodie off then idiot." Ray joked, Gerard shot me a pleading glance and I smiled lightly, squeezing his hand- we both knew they'd find out sooner or later, Gerard's scars show up bad on his pale skin. He shrugged and took the hoodie off, everyone stared.
"GERARD ARTHUR WAY I AM SO DISSAPOINTED IN YOU YOU HYPOCRITE!" Mikey screamed, suddenly on his feet. I don't think I've ever seen Mikey this mad- or mad at all and this new side of him scared me.
"Calm down Mikes!" Ray said, yanking Mikey back into his seat.
"Why did you do it? Why?" Mikey hissed, fists clenched and teeth gritted together.
"I'm sorry Mikes. I had to." Gerard whispered, clearly uncomfortable.
"Mikey's right though, dude. You can't tell the kids to not do one thing and then do the other. It's wrong." Bob looked thoughtful.
"I know. I'm not gonna do that again. I just didn't know what else to do." He started to break down again, so I pulled him into my lap and rocked him gently.
"Shhhh, Gee. It's okay, it's all gonna be okay, we're here, we love you." I whispered into his ear, which only made him cry harder. I looked up to see Bob, Ray and Mikey smiling at us.
"Bah! I'm such a pansy." He muttered as he wiped his eyes, I held him tight onto my lap.
"Never again, Gerard. Never pull a stunt like that again. I don't wanna see that side of you or that side of Mikey again. Ever. It scares the living day lights out of me." Ray said. We all grinned.
"Uhhh... I think you should get off his lap though Gerard. People are staring, and looking a bit grossed out." Bob informed us and sure enough, people were.
"Let 'em stare." Gerard grunted before crashing his lips on mine.
"I think I may be sick." Mikey mumbled a minute later as we pulled away. People were staring and it was making us all uncomfortable, we'd forgotten that we weren't just normal guys. We were MCR. News was going to get out, and this might not end well. I shook the thought from my head.
"We should go get breakfast somewhere else." I heard Brian's voice say. Gerard jumped off my lap. "No point trying to hide it boys, I've been standing here a good five minutes. C'mon, lets go." Brian was smiling like a cheshire cat as we got up and walked away from the pool, going to find somewhere nice to eat.
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