Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Secrets of the heart
“Ooh! I wanna watch Mr Bean!” Bob yelled, grabbing the TV remote off of my brother and switching it to channel 28.
“Damn you Bryar, give me that remote!” He complained, lunging at Bob as the larger stood up and waved the device in the air.
“Come and get it then!” He yelled back, and my older brother scowled at him.
“Fine! I will!” He yelled as Bob stuffed it down the front of his trousers.
“Oh really?” Bob teased as Gee crossed his arms and pouted.
“You suck Bryar.” He muttered, sitting back on the sofa beside Ray.
“I may suck, but from what I hear your little brother sucks more.” He teased and Gerard flipped him off as me and Frank giggled again, still on the floor.
“Talking of sucking, I want a popsicle!” Frank squealed, jumping off the floor and running to the fridge to get one.
“I thought he was going to say something else then.” Gerard sighed in mock relief.
“Well I want one of them too but I know I’ll get that later and I don’t have to ask!” Frank yelled back from inside the fridge.
“God Mikes! What are you?! Some sort of animal?” Ray asked, mock disgust on his face as I blushed.
“Once guys! Once! Then Frank was too ill and the doctor said to lay off sexual activity till he was healed then I had that huge bloody cast on my leg which didn’t make anything easier for us at all! You can’t get between anyone’s legs when they have a cast that chunky that’s all the way up to their thigh!” I defended.
“Mikey, you sound like a science teacher ‘sexual activity’. Seriously dude, your in your twenties now. You can say ‘screwing’ without us judging you.” Bob said.
“Fuck you.” I muttered darkly as Frank emerged with a bright red popsicle and began sucking on it.
“What flavour you got?” Gee asked as Frank’s talented tongue traced hot lines up and down the icy treat.
“Mm, cherry. Want to share Mikey?” Frank asked and nodded unsurely, each of us taking alternate licks as we sat on the floor, watching Mr bean and curled up around each other.
“I’m tired, I’m going to bed.” I said, yawning and stretching as Frankie stood up with me.
“Okay, my bunk or yours?” He asked and I snickered.
“Yours, I’ve seen you try and get in mine before, you’re so damn short.” I said, ruffling his hair as he pouted cutely.
“Whatever. I’m not short.” He said as we walked back into the bunk room.
“Fun sized then, you’re still small.” I said and he tackled me into his bunk, tickling my ribs cruelly as I shrieked with laughter.
“We’ll see how small I am when I’m buried inside you and you’re begging for more!” He shouted and I spluttered helplessly, laughing as he did too before we collapsed next to each other in a giggling mess.
“Hmm, you’re so pretty.” He said, kissing my nose and making me blush as he pulled the bunk curtain shut.
“So are you.” I whispered back, kissing his lips softly. We both smiled into the kiss, sighing happily, both our mouths flavoured with cherry.
“Goodnight, Mikey, we have a show to play tomorrow.” He whispered, kissing me again gently and wrapping his arms around me, his head resting on my chest as my eyes slid shut and I drifted off.
~
“Guys! Wake up for God’s sake! You’ve been sleeping hours and we’re on in twenty minutes!” Ray yelled in my ear as I lurched awake, throwing Frank off my form without realising.
“What?!” I hissed, eyes wide and unbelieving.
“Yes. Twenty minutes! Now get your lazy fat butts out of bed!” Ray demanded, one hand on his hip as I fell out of the bunk, spraying on deodorant and not bothering to change my clothes. I grabbed Frank and shook him awake, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and drawing x’s over them, smudging red around them. Perfect. I took a moment to admire my handy-work before grabbing his hand and running full pelt out of the bus, knowing full well that our tech’s would already have our instruments in the dressing room inside the venue.
“Thank God, you two! I was worried you’d never wake up. Or pull a Cinderella and sleep for a hundred years.” Gerard sighed, patting us on the back and ruffling my hair.
“Gee, that was Sleeping Beauty.” Frank snickered and my older brother rolled his eyes.
“Whatever, just because I don’t spend my spare time watching Disney films.” He retorted and Frank smirked.
“The only person who knows what I do in my spare time, other than myself, is your cute little brother here. Most of the time, he joins in.” Frank smirked as Gerard’s expression turned to one of disgust and he covered his ears.
“Ew!” He whined, walking off to backstage where Bob was sitting, chatting to one of the techs about something or other.
“You shouldn’t mess with him like that Frankie.” I said, though I couldn’t help but giggle myself as it was rather laughable to see Gee get so disgusted about what his best friend may or may not do to his kid brother behind closed doors.
“Whatever, he brings it on himself.” He said, shrugging and letting go of my hand before anyone saw, leaving me feeling kind of cold and alone as my stage fright dawned on me. Agh! I forgot my anxiety pills! I can’t play a show without them! I’ll mess up! I’ll hyperventilate! I’ll lose it if a Frerard moment occurs! What am I going to do?!
“Mikey? Mikey! Breathe!” Frank grabbed my shoulders and looked me directly in the eyes as I continued to not breathe, my chest tightening further and further with each passing second as it decided oxygen was not something it wanted to take in today.
“GUYS! SOMEONE GET MIKEY HIS PILLS!” Frank yelled, before taking my hand and placing it over his slower beating heart and then placing his on top of mine.
“Mikey, calm down, please. You don’t have to do anything, our hearts will regulate themselves. Come on, baby, you can do this. Just breathe.” Frank instructed, his voice soft and caring with badly hidden concern filling it. I felt my heart slow to a more normal level as I gasped for breath, still unable to speak as I collapsed into Frankie’s arms, where I knew that I was safe.
“You okay?” He asked, his voice soft as it caught in the shell of my ear, making me shiver as I nodded.
“I’m fine. Thank you, Frankie, you did so good.” I whispered, wrapping my arms tight around him and holding him close to me, never wanting to let go.
There we go, I updated, finally. Is anyone still reading this? Because the views have dropped a hell of a lot. I think it's because I'm not updating as often =/ If no one is actually reading this anymore, I'm not going to bother writing it, you dig?
Please rate and review to let me know if you are reading it and are still interested in reading it.
Jackie
xxx
“Damn you Bryar, give me that remote!” He complained, lunging at Bob as the larger stood up and waved the device in the air.
“Come and get it then!” He yelled back, and my older brother scowled at him.
“Fine! I will!” He yelled as Bob stuffed it down the front of his trousers.
“Oh really?” Bob teased as Gee crossed his arms and pouted.
“You suck Bryar.” He muttered, sitting back on the sofa beside Ray.
“I may suck, but from what I hear your little brother sucks more.” He teased and Gerard flipped him off as me and Frank giggled again, still on the floor.
“Talking of sucking, I want a popsicle!” Frank squealed, jumping off the floor and running to the fridge to get one.
“I thought he was going to say something else then.” Gerard sighed in mock relief.
“Well I want one of them too but I know I’ll get that later and I don’t have to ask!” Frank yelled back from inside the fridge.
“God Mikes! What are you?! Some sort of animal?” Ray asked, mock disgust on his face as I blushed.
“Once guys! Once! Then Frank was too ill and the doctor said to lay off sexual activity till he was healed then I had that huge bloody cast on my leg which didn’t make anything easier for us at all! You can’t get between anyone’s legs when they have a cast that chunky that’s all the way up to their thigh!” I defended.
“Mikey, you sound like a science teacher ‘sexual activity’. Seriously dude, your in your twenties now. You can say ‘screwing’ without us judging you.” Bob said.
“Fuck you.” I muttered darkly as Frank emerged with a bright red popsicle and began sucking on it.
“What flavour you got?” Gee asked as Frank’s talented tongue traced hot lines up and down the icy treat.
“Mm, cherry. Want to share Mikey?” Frank asked and nodded unsurely, each of us taking alternate licks as we sat on the floor, watching Mr bean and curled up around each other.
“I’m tired, I’m going to bed.” I said, yawning and stretching as Frankie stood up with me.
“Okay, my bunk or yours?” He asked and I snickered.
“Yours, I’ve seen you try and get in mine before, you’re so damn short.” I said, ruffling his hair as he pouted cutely.
“Whatever. I’m not short.” He said as we walked back into the bunk room.
“Fun sized then, you’re still small.” I said and he tackled me into his bunk, tickling my ribs cruelly as I shrieked with laughter.
“We’ll see how small I am when I’m buried inside you and you’re begging for more!” He shouted and I spluttered helplessly, laughing as he did too before we collapsed next to each other in a giggling mess.
“Hmm, you’re so pretty.” He said, kissing my nose and making me blush as he pulled the bunk curtain shut.
“So are you.” I whispered back, kissing his lips softly. We both smiled into the kiss, sighing happily, both our mouths flavoured with cherry.
“Goodnight, Mikey, we have a show to play tomorrow.” He whispered, kissing me again gently and wrapping his arms around me, his head resting on my chest as my eyes slid shut and I drifted off.
~
“Guys! Wake up for God’s sake! You’ve been sleeping hours and we’re on in twenty minutes!” Ray yelled in my ear as I lurched awake, throwing Frank off my form without realising.
“What?!” I hissed, eyes wide and unbelieving.
“Yes. Twenty minutes! Now get your lazy fat butts out of bed!” Ray demanded, one hand on his hip as I fell out of the bunk, spraying on deodorant and not bothering to change my clothes. I grabbed Frank and shook him awake, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and drawing x’s over them, smudging red around them. Perfect. I took a moment to admire my handy-work before grabbing his hand and running full pelt out of the bus, knowing full well that our tech’s would already have our instruments in the dressing room inside the venue.
“Thank God, you two! I was worried you’d never wake up. Or pull a Cinderella and sleep for a hundred years.” Gerard sighed, patting us on the back and ruffling my hair.
“Gee, that was Sleeping Beauty.” Frank snickered and my older brother rolled his eyes.
“Whatever, just because I don’t spend my spare time watching Disney films.” He retorted and Frank smirked.
“The only person who knows what I do in my spare time, other than myself, is your cute little brother here. Most of the time, he joins in.” Frank smirked as Gerard’s expression turned to one of disgust and he covered his ears.
“Ew!” He whined, walking off to backstage where Bob was sitting, chatting to one of the techs about something or other.
“You shouldn’t mess with him like that Frankie.” I said, though I couldn’t help but giggle myself as it was rather laughable to see Gee get so disgusted about what his best friend may or may not do to his kid brother behind closed doors.
“Whatever, he brings it on himself.” He said, shrugging and letting go of my hand before anyone saw, leaving me feeling kind of cold and alone as my stage fright dawned on me. Agh! I forgot my anxiety pills! I can’t play a show without them! I’ll mess up! I’ll hyperventilate! I’ll lose it if a Frerard moment occurs! What am I going to do?!
“Mikey? Mikey! Breathe!” Frank grabbed my shoulders and looked me directly in the eyes as I continued to not breathe, my chest tightening further and further with each passing second as it decided oxygen was not something it wanted to take in today.
“GUYS! SOMEONE GET MIKEY HIS PILLS!” Frank yelled, before taking my hand and placing it over his slower beating heart and then placing his on top of mine.
“Mikey, calm down, please. You don’t have to do anything, our hearts will regulate themselves. Come on, baby, you can do this. Just breathe.” Frank instructed, his voice soft and caring with badly hidden concern filling it. I felt my heart slow to a more normal level as I gasped for breath, still unable to speak as I collapsed into Frankie’s arms, where I knew that I was safe.
“You okay?” He asked, his voice soft as it caught in the shell of my ear, making me shiver as I nodded.
“I’m fine. Thank you, Frankie, you did so good.” I whispered, wrapping my arms tight around him and holding him close to me, never wanting to let go.
There we go, I updated, finally. Is anyone still reading this? Because the views have dropped a hell of a lot. I think it's because I'm not updating as often =/ If no one is actually reading this anymore, I'm not going to bother writing it, you dig?
Please rate and review to let me know if you are reading it and are still interested in reading it.
Jackie
xxx
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