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"Sure." Ray says.
Mikey asks mom if he can stay the night with Bob.
Of course, mom says it'll be great as long as Mrs. Bryar (Bob's mom) says it's okay.
Ray calls his mom and she's okay with him staying over. Mikey calls Bob's mother to ask and he's more then welcome to stay.
Technically. I'm the Chauffeur.
Frank screams shotgun as he sprints out my front door. Ray tackles him to the ground well almost, lets just say they're...leaving a huge dent in my car door where they body slam.
Frank literally dives into the passenger seat as everyone shuffles in and out.

I burst out laughing into my hands.
Frank stares at my with wide eyes and nudges Mikey and i can here him whisper to him with Mikes wearing a bewilded face.
"I thought you said, that he wasn't a social or happy guy."
Mikey shrugs. "I guess he thought it was funny. He hasn't laughed in like a year and a half."
Frank gets all bouncy. Oh, Boy...
I demand them "Seatbelts, now."
Ray complains "Aw,Gee do we have too?"
"Yes."
"But why?"
"I have several reasons. One, I'm not getting pulled over and getting a billion dollar ticket because of you douches. Two, Safety is always first-"
"You sound like my mom." Bob interrupts."
Frank gives an impression flipping his hair and batting his eyes all girly. "Oh yes im Mrs.Bryar, Bobby! Tuck your collar in or you'll get a cold dear. Drive safely and remember to wear your seatbelt!"
Everyone brakes down into a fit of giggles.
i continue "-three, this is a huge Van and if we wreck the impact is ten times worse. Since, it's top heavy. And four, I'm a sassy motherfucker and im not afraid to slap a couple blonde and black haired bitches...or an oddball brown head....Toro."
Ray sticks his tongue out and i flip around and pull it seeing it i n my rear view mirror.
He yelps "Ow ow ow! Ge ward Wet go!" I pull back and he holds his tongue.
Everyone gets scared for there tongues and puts on there seatbelts.
I Snicker happily.
I drop Mikey and Bob off. Take Frank and Ray to go get clothes and while in the middle of Ray getting his clothes Frank turns to me.
"So,, Mikey said you sing...?"
I nod.
"Would you-"
"No. My voice is hideous as my face..."
"Oh. Please? Just once? I'm quite interested in you and your so geeky and your voice, it's naisily and cute...like your face" i blush behind my bangs.
"Please?"
I nod. "Fine."
I clear my throat and warm up my voice and sing the lyrics to Heaven Help Us.
Hear the sound, the angels come screaming
Down your voice, I hear you've been bleeding
Make your choice, they say you've been pleading
Someone save us

Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
We'll hear the sound
As you're falling down

I'm at this old hotel but can't tell
If I've been breathing or sleeping
Or screaming or waiting for the man to call
And maybe all of the above

'Cause mostly
I've been sprawled On these cathedral steps
While spitting out the blood and screaming
Someone save us

Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
We'll hear the sound
As you're falling down

And will you pray for me
Make them say your name And will you lay for me
And make a saint of me?
'Cause I'll give you all the nails you need
Cover me in gasoline
Wipe away those tears of blood again
And the punchline to the joke is asking
Someone save us

Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
We'll hear the sound As you fall
And would you pray for me?-
I cut off there when i notice his teary eyes.

"Gerard...'
I wait.
"Your voice..."
He Sobs once.
"It's so beautiful...it comforts me..."
I nod and hug him.
WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING!!?
I pull back quickly but he let's out another sob and a sweet sigh so i relax and rub his back.
"When we get to my place, we'll talk okay?"
He nods as i wipe the tears from his pretty Hazel eyes.
"You have pretty eyes Frank. Anyone ever tell you that?"
SHUT UP YOU NITWIT!
He shakes his head no.
"Well they are. Gorgeous."
You idiot.
He smiles. "Gerard, Mikey said you weren't like this."
"I am if someone's upset."
I'm such a suck up.