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The summer of 2006 had almost ended. It had been a month since I had came home and gone back to an almost normal life. And it was in the middle of August. Everywhere in my apartment there were boxes. This was my last night in my apartment and I was taking down the last of my pictures on the living room wall. The wall which once had been filled with hundreds of pictures taken by me was now empty. I had waited to the last minute to take them down. Now all I had now was boxes and a bed. Early tomorrow morning my things would be packed into a container and flown to New York where an apartment was waiting for me, Jennie and Julia. I closed the last box and carried it to the rest. And suddenly I remembered that I sill had one box in the attic of the building. I took the elevator up to the last floor and opened the old wooden door. The door squeaked softly. And I walked towards my area. And there it was, it was a box just filled with memories from my past. I kneeled in front of and blew away the thick layer of dust on it. I smiled as I opened and found a lot of different things. The first thing that caught my eyes was a big back book. The book where I’d written all here lyrics in my teens. It was packed with all my emotions, my failures and my problems. Writing was and still is the best way to deal with things. I opened a random page and saw the words. ‘Thousand Ways to Take an Easy Way Out’ written on the top. I began to read out loud what I’d written:

I’ll rather die than to get by your side
Out through the curtains of the window on the hundred floor
We’re not working out
I’d like to take the easy way out

All the words you said
I told you they didn’t mean a shit
But I lied, oh I lied
But if you wanted my honest
I’ll tell you they did

I’m hurting and it’s because of you
I’ve been bleeding and screaming
Falling hard down, crashing on the concrete floor
I was burning, I was burning
Could you just tell me why?

Made a believe out of nothing for you
I gave you my hope and faith
And that’s how you return it to me?
Broken down so torn into pieces
How can you hold your head up high?
How can you sleep at night?
Tell me was it all a lie?

I’m hurting and it’s because of you
I’ve been bleeding and screaming
Falling hard down, crashing on the concrete floor
I was burning, I was burning
Could you just tell me why?

You told me I was beautiful
And took it back
Said you loved me
Said you hated me
This all gives me a headache

I’m hurting and it’s because of you
I’ve been bleeding and screaming
Falling hard down, crashing on the concrete floor
I was burning, I was burning
Could you just tell me why?

Could you just tell me why?
Tell me was it all a lie?
Could you just tell me why?
Tell me was it all a lie? [© written by me]

I smiled and thought I would show it to Gerard the next time I saw him. I knew he would like it. I laid the book down and took the box down. It was pretty late by now so I went to bed after that.

Suddenly in the middle of the night my cell began to call.

“What the fuck?” I said and opened my eyes and saw a dark empty room. I tripped over one of the boxes looking for it. I followed the sound of A little less 16 candles a little more touch me by Fall Out Boy and found it. “Hallå?” I said week in the phone. And made my way back to bed.

“Heeeey!” someone sang happily in the other end.

“Frank?” I asked confused.

“Yes! Who else?” he said.

“No one, it’s just that it’s...” I looked on the clock on my arm. “3 in the morning,” I crawled under my warm cover again.

“Oh yes I forgot about the time different,” Frank said laughing. “I could call you later instead if you like.”

“No it’s fine!” I said “So how have you been I haven’t heard from you since the tour ended. I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’m sorry I haven’t called. But we have been pretty busy recording our new album and things have happened with Mikey and so,”

“What happened to Mikey?” I asked.

“I’ll tell you when you get here. Don’t worry it’s all alright now. But I’ve missed you like crazy. I can’t wait for you to move over here!” Frank said.

“Aw, you are so sweet!” I smiled.

“So are you ready to move over here tomorrow?”

“I’m more than ready!” I said happily. “I can’t wait to see you again. And to kiss you.”

“I got to go now. Recording stuff,” he said quickly.

“Okay, tell the others I said Hi, okay?” I said.

“Sure! Bye,” he said hung up the phone. And I just fell right to sleep and didn’t wake up to the next morning when someone was pounding on my door.

“Whaaaat?” I said sleepy and looked at the time. Shit! It was already nine. The movers were here. “Fuck!” I said and jumped out of bed and got dressed quickly. I let the mover in so they could do their job and I then took a cab to the airport. Where my friend Tove was waiting for me. She was joining the bad as a second guitar player. She had played with us many times before we went on tour but it wasn’t until now that she was ready to join. Julia and Jennie would go to US the next week. It had come up some last things for them that they needed to take care off. So it was just Tove and me today.

The plain ride was murder. I’d never liked flying and I was sitting on the edge of my chair. Chewing my chewing gum like crazy.

“Would you just relax?!” Tove said next to me. She sat next to the window I had refused to sit there and then I’d made her pull down the little thing you cover the window with. I was afraid of heights. That and snakes.

“I won’t until this thing lands,”

“Then would you please stop smacking your gum. I can hear you through my headphones,” she said. “Why don’t you put on some music? It might calm you down.”

“Yeah, good I idea,” I said and began to look in my bag with a shaky hand. I finally found it I the bottom of my bag. I sat on some calming Snow Patrol and tried not to think about the fact that I was 10 000 meter over open sea in an airplane. We had been in the air for just an hour and we had at least 10 hours to go. So I tried to relax. I leaded back in the chair and looked at the white sealing.


Three days later Tove and I were began to settle in our new apartment. Brain had done a great job finding an amazing apartment. Tove and I were carrying up Jennies and Julia’s things that had arrived this morning. When we came down to the truck we found Frank sitting on the edge of it dangling with his legs.

“Frank!” I screamed when I say him and gave him a bone cracking hug.

[Frank pov]
“It’s nice to see you too Ebba!” I said and patted her on the back. “Wait a sec,” I looked at the girl who was standing next to Ebba. “Who are you?” Tove looked very much as Ebba did except her blond hair. They had the same high and body type.

“This is Tove! She is joining our band to make us sound even better,” Ebba said.

“Hi,” she said shy and waved nervously.

“Hello, ehm another Swedish name I can’t say but hey welcome!” I said. “Aren’t you gonna show me the apartment?” I asked and jumped of the truck.

“Sure, follow me!” Ebba said and showed me their amazing apartment on the 13th floor.

“Brian did a good job,” I said and sat down on the couch standing in the middle of the room. I lay my feet up on the closest box.

“You’re not gonna help us carry up the last boxes?” Ebba said.

“No!” I said short.

“No?” Ebba raised one eyebrow. “You sure?” She threaded me and came closer.

“Come on Ebb, we got stuff to carry,” Tove said and laughed.

“I’ll be right out. You go ahead,” Ebba said and Tove left. “So you’re not helping, huh?” She pouted her bottom lip and looked cute. “Then I guess I have to do it all by myself,” she sat down next to me. Eye to eye. “Then we’ll have less time doing this,” she began to kiss me passionate. God I’d missed her. She ran her hand through my hair and made me shiver. Then she just broke the kiss and began to walk away. Just before walking out she turned and looked over her shoulder and said:

“Too bad,” I laughed and began to chase her through the apartment. Her laughter made an echo as she ran.

“I got you,” I said tackling her down on the floor.

“Yeah, but it isn’t over yet,” she teased and began to tickle me.

“Stop!” I jelled and second later she was on top of me kissing me.

“Are you too going to help or do I haft to do it all by myself?” Tove called from the other room.

“We’ll be right there,” she said and kissed me on the nose. “Right?”

“Right!” I answered and followed her down to the big truck with all the things that needed to be moved in. “I’ll think I’ll call for back up!” Ebba laughed.

“Good Idea,” she said and up my phoned and dialled Gerard’s number.

“Hello?” Gerard said in the other end.

“Yo! What you doing?”

“Nothing, being bored as hell!” Gerard said. “That’s not funny!” he yelled to someone in the background.

“Then why don’t you and the others come over and help the girls move in their stuff?”

“Do they have cookies?” Gerard asked.

“Do you have cookies?” I asked Ebba.

“What, what do you want cookies for?” Ebba said confused.

“Do you have cookies?” I asked again.

“Yeah, of course I do!” she said.

“Yes she does,” I said to Gerard.

“Okay, I’ll gather up the boys. But I don’t think Mikey can make it,” he said.

“Why?”

“Because he and Alicia have been in his bedroom all day. It’s no way I’m going near that door,” Gerard said.

“Haha, that’s right Alicia came home yesterday,”

“Yes, but I’ll see you soon!”

“Good!” I hung up the phone and turned to Ebba.

“Let’s get started then,” she said and picked up a box and I did what she did and followed her up to the apartment. Where we found Julia and Jennie in the living room.

“Oh my god, when did you get here?” Ebba screamed and threw herself around Julia’s neck and then hugged Jennie.

“Like 5 minutes ago. We decided to take an earlier flight you see. But you were busy with something or should I say someone to notice we were here,” Julia said giving me a look.

“Busted!” I said laughing.

[Ebba]
When we were through with caring up the boxes. I felt like I wanted the apartment to be finished now.

“Do you wanna come with me to Ikea?” I asked. Ikea would have everything we would need and it would be fun to show the guys the Swedish company.

“I’m up for anything,” Gerard said and Frank concurred.

“Goodie!” I said and grabbed his arm and Franks and we all took Gerard’s car to the closest Ikea.

“I like Ikea, do you know why?” Frank said.

“No?” I said.

“Because of its colour! You could see it miles ahead,” Frank said as we jumped out of the car. “Maybe even from the moon!”

“Well we’ll never know,” I said.

“Hey, you don’t know if I’m going to space or not,” Frank said.

“Frank, you hate flying!”

“What’s your point?” Frank said.

“Yeah, Ebb what’s your point?” Gerard said. But I didn’t have time to answer before Frank yelled:

“I wanna ride the cart!”

“Oh, here we go again you big baby!” Gerard said and Frank ran and jumped into the cart I just had grabbed.

“Just roll woman!” Frank yelled triumphantly.

We began to look around the store a got what we needed. Gerard was forced to get another cart since Frank refused to jump out the cart as it began to fill up with stuff we needed and stuff Frank had taken when I looked away.

“What the fuck?” I said and held up a pair of pink dishing gloves.

“It’s a pair of dishing gloves,” said Frank trying not to laugh.

“I can see that but what the fuck are they doing in the cart?” I eyed Frank and he laughed out loud.

“If I would be you I would have picked the yellow one!” Gerard said as he came back with the other cart.

“Well you know Frank’s favourite colour is pink so I picked up them for him,” I said and looked a Frank who gave me a look of evil.

“Oh no you didn’t just say that,” he said.

“But I did,”

“You’re dead,” Frank said and began to climb out the cart.

“Sit down!” I said and began to run with the cart and Frank quickly sat down so he wouldn’t fall out of it.

When we were done with the shopping we headed back to the apartment again. Frank had broken a lot of things and we almost got kicked out the store. He had passed out in the back seat. I don’t know if he had gotten one of those sugar comas or if he just took his daily 10 o’clock nap. He looked so cute lying in the back seat along with all the things that hadn’t fit in the trunk.

“Remind me to never agree to follow Frank to a big store again!” Gerard said as we pulled of the highway.

“Will do,” I smiled at him and took on my sunglasses as we drove against the sundown. I didn’t look at Gerard, this was the first time we had been alone since the kiss.

“Are we ever gonna talk about it?!” Gerard said and pulled the window down to smoke.

“I rather wish you wouldn’t do that! Since this is a rental car and all. And talk about what?” I played dumb.

“Ebba! You know what I mean and its fine. I was just going to tell you that I don’t know what got over me. I guess I was kind of lonely and you just happened to be there. It doesn’t mean I want to kiss you on a regular basic. Because I’m not in love with you!”

“Good! Because I wasn’t ready to let that ruin our friendship!” I smiled and he put his hand on my shoulder.

“You’re a good friend Ebba Mariella Larson!”

“How did you find out my second name?” I laughed.

“I googled you!”

“Well that’s alright Gerard Arthur Way!”

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So I realised I had a lot of words written so I just thought I would post it. Reviews are appreciated.