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Franks POV:
By the time we got to the bar we were all shit head drunk. We thought the alcohol that Bob brought would ease our nerves. It finally started too after the third round of shots. Mikey was probably the most sober. He only had half a beer. HE tried to do a shot but he spit it out because in reality, they taste god awful. We didn't want him becoming an alcoholic just yet. Hes still in his sophomore year in high school. Me and Gerard are juniors. So that mean we only have a year and a half of high school to fuck everything up.
We got there in time to see the band coming on before us. The front man looked really familiar. So did the bassist. I'm too fucking drunk to make sense of anything. Everyone just looks like a blur. I may seem drunk now but once I get up on stage in front of all those people I will sober up real fast.
The bassist of that band... Whats it called? Mindless Self Indulgence. Keeps looking at us. I squint into the light and realize that it's Lyn-Z! I wave drunkenly and laughing. I nudge Gerard who had his hand in my back pocket.
"Uh, Yesss Princcessss," Gerard slurred.
"Lyn-Z's in a band?!" I half ask, half point out. I can't help but start giggling.
"Yersh she is... Your giggle is so fucking cute," He says and places a sloppy kiss on my nose.
"I think we have to go beck stage and get ready. I think their songs are about over," I say as I hold Gerard's other hand.
"M'kay," I places a sloppy kiss right on my mouth and I break the kiss laughing.
"Too drunk for this!" I shout laughing.
We gather up the guys and head back stage. While everyone is taking a break Lyn-Z walks over to us.
"I didn't know you guys were in a band!" She says shocked. Her smile fades when she see's the state of mind that we are in. We aren't in any state of mind. Too drunk to care, not sober enough to worry. Lyn-Z leans and whisper's something to Gerard. It sounded like "I thought you stopped. You know what happens when you..." The announcer tapped the mic making Lyn-Z quickly finish what she was saying.
"You don't know me, bitch! Like no body knows your dirty little secret!" Gerard rudely shouted at her and she stormed off about to cry.
"Heres My Chemical Romance," The announcer dude said into the mic. We walked up on stage and started playing.
We made it through a couple songs with minor mistakes but nothing really bad. I'm the middle of our third song I look over at Gerard to see how hes doing. Gerard is staggering on stage looking green. He is shaking and sweating and he keeps swallowing. He drops the mic. I stop playing and run towards him. I can see his eyes are glazed and he can't stop shaking. He quickly bends over and throws up all over the front row of people. I sober up real fast and run over towards him.
He whips the vomit off his mouth and I can see him shaking even more. He lurched and throws up all over him self. I back up and everyone screams. He sobers up fast and mumbles a 'sorry' to me and throws up again all over his shoes. I grimace and pull him off stage.
"I'm so sorry everyone," I hear Ray say into the mic. "We will all pay for your dry cleaning and we hope to see you at our next show?" Ray said the last part like a question instead of a statement.
I look over at Gerard and hes crying. He pukes again then starts balling. I sit down and pull him to me. He lays his head on my shoulder and I stroke his head softly. He starts shaking so I wrap my arms around his shoulders.
"I'm sorry," he whisperers to me. I shush his and he closes his eyes. Before I know it hes passes out. I stand up quietly and lay him down on the couch we were sitting on.
"What the fuck!" Ray hisses. Bob is standing behind him scowling at me.
"Dude, chill out! It was only our first gig. There are still many other places we can go play at. This was a shitty bar anyways!" I hiss back. Lyn-Z walks up and puts her hand on Ray's shoulder. I talk a good look at her. Shes skinny. I mean REALLY skinny. I will have to talk to her about that sometime.
"Ray, Frank's right.There are many other places to preform. Last week Jimmy got nervous that he pissed on the people standing by the stage. It doesn't matter. People will laugh about it. And if you guys go big, people will be wishing Gerard vomited on them!" Lyn-Z says smiling. The girl has a point.
"Thanks, LynZ. I needed to hear that," Ray smiles and kisses her cheek lightly. LynZ beams at us and walks away.
"LynZ's right. There are many other places to play. Lets get outa here," Bob says walking towards the exit.
"I'll take Gerard to my house to stay the night. My parents are out of town for the weekend," I say.
"I'll help carry Gerard to your car," Ray says. We both sling Gerard's arms over our shoulders and pick him up by his waist. He is still knocked out so we will have to deal with all the lifting our selves.
In my car Gerard stirs away. Well, not awake awake. But awake enough to drunkenly babble.
"Helllllloooooooooo," Gerard giggles.
"Yes..." I say paying attention to the road.
"Wanna know a secret?" Gerard giggles even more.
"Sure, why not?"
"I'm in love with Frank Iero," I'm both shocked and delighted I smile at him.
"You do.. erm... are?" I say smiling.
"Yuppppp. But don't tell Frankie," Gerard laughs and falls back asleep.
Don't tell Frankie??? Why doesn't we wan me to know that he loves me? Does he think that I wont love him back? I smile and reach back and stroke his hair behind his ears.
We pull up to my house and I carry Gerard inside, bridal style, and lay him on the couch. I put a pillow and a blanket on the floor and fall asleep next to him.
By the time we got to the bar we were all shit head drunk. We thought the alcohol that Bob brought would ease our nerves. It finally started too after the third round of shots. Mikey was probably the most sober. He only had half a beer. HE tried to do a shot but he spit it out because in reality, they taste god awful. We didn't want him becoming an alcoholic just yet. Hes still in his sophomore year in high school. Me and Gerard are juniors. So that mean we only have a year and a half of high school to fuck everything up.
We got there in time to see the band coming on before us. The front man looked really familiar. So did the bassist. I'm too fucking drunk to make sense of anything. Everyone just looks like a blur. I may seem drunk now but once I get up on stage in front of all those people I will sober up real fast.
The bassist of that band... Whats it called? Mindless Self Indulgence. Keeps looking at us. I squint into the light and realize that it's Lyn-Z! I wave drunkenly and laughing. I nudge Gerard who had his hand in my back pocket.
"Uh, Yesss Princcessss," Gerard slurred.
"Lyn-Z's in a band?!" I half ask, half point out. I can't help but start giggling.
"Yersh she is... Your giggle is so fucking cute," He says and places a sloppy kiss on my nose.
"I think we have to go beck stage and get ready. I think their songs are about over," I say as I hold Gerard's other hand.
"M'kay," I places a sloppy kiss right on my mouth and I break the kiss laughing.
"Too drunk for this!" I shout laughing.
We gather up the guys and head back stage. While everyone is taking a break Lyn-Z walks over to us.
"I didn't know you guys were in a band!" She says shocked. Her smile fades when she see's the state of mind that we are in. We aren't in any state of mind. Too drunk to care, not sober enough to worry. Lyn-Z leans and whisper's something to Gerard. It sounded like "I thought you stopped. You know what happens when you..." The announcer tapped the mic making Lyn-Z quickly finish what she was saying.
"You don't know me, bitch! Like no body knows your dirty little secret!" Gerard rudely shouted at her and she stormed off about to cry.
"Heres My Chemical Romance," The announcer dude said into the mic. We walked up on stage and started playing.
We made it through a couple songs with minor mistakes but nothing really bad. I'm the middle of our third song I look over at Gerard to see how hes doing. Gerard is staggering on stage looking green. He is shaking and sweating and he keeps swallowing. He drops the mic. I stop playing and run towards him. I can see his eyes are glazed and he can't stop shaking. He quickly bends over and throws up all over the front row of people. I sober up real fast and run over towards him.
He whips the vomit off his mouth and I can see him shaking even more. He lurched and throws up all over him self. I back up and everyone screams. He sobers up fast and mumbles a 'sorry' to me and throws up again all over his shoes. I grimace and pull him off stage.
"I'm so sorry everyone," I hear Ray say into the mic. "We will all pay for your dry cleaning and we hope to see you at our next show?" Ray said the last part like a question instead of a statement.
I look over at Gerard and hes crying. He pukes again then starts balling. I sit down and pull him to me. He lays his head on my shoulder and I stroke his head softly. He starts shaking so I wrap my arms around his shoulders.
"I'm sorry," he whisperers to me. I shush his and he closes his eyes. Before I know it hes passes out. I stand up quietly and lay him down on the couch we were sitting on.
"What the fuck!" Ray hisses. Bob is standing behind him scowling at me.
"Dude, chill out! It was only our first gig. There are still many other places we can go play at. This was a shitty bar anyways!" I hiss back. Lyn-Z walks up and puts her hand on Ray's shoulder. I talk a good look at her. Shes skinny. I mean REALLY skinny. I will have to talk to her about that sometime.
"Ray, Frank's right.There are many other places to preform. Last week Jimmy got nervous that he pissed on the people standing by the stage. It doesn't matter. People will laugh about it. And if you guys go big, people will be wishing Gerard vomited on them!" Lyn-Z says smiling. The girl has a point.
"Thanks, LynZ. I needed to hear that," Ray smiles and kisses her cheek lightly. LynZ beams at us and walks away.
"LynZ's right. There are many other places to play. Lets get outa here," Bob says walking towards the exit.
"I'll take Gerard to my house to stay the night. My parents are out of town for the weekend," I say.
"I'll help carry Gerard to your car," Ray says. We both sling Gerard's arms over our shoulders and pick him up by his waist. He is still knocked out so we will have to deal with all the lifting our selves.
In my car Gerard stirs away. Well, not awake awake. But awake enough to drunkenly babble.
"Helllllloooooooooo," Gerard giggles.
"Yes..." I say paying attention to the road.
"Wanna know a secret?" Gerard giggles even more.
"Sure, why not?"
"I'm in love with Frank Iero," I'm both shocked and delighted I smile at him.
"You do.. erm... are?" I say smiling.
"Yuppppp. But don't tell Frankie," Gerard laughs and falls back asleep.
Don't tell Frankie??? Why doesn't we wan me to know that he loves me? Does he think that I wont love him back? I smile and reach back and stroke his hair behind his ears.
We pull up to my house and I carry Gerard inside, bridal style, and lay him on the couch. I put a pillow and a blanket on the floor and fall asleep next to him.
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