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"Mikey don't you dare..." Gerard warned Mikey, pointing his slender finger at him, his eyebrows raised as he cautiously moved backwards, trying to escape from Mikey.

"Gerard I'm not out to get you, don't worry." Mikey laughed as he looked down at the bucket of water he was holding. "Where's Bob?"

"Why? What are you two up to now?" Gerard sighed and relaxed, thank full that the bucket of water wasn't going to end up on him.

"Oh well, do you remember last week?" Gerard nodded and paid attention to Mikey, leaning backwards on the kitchen counter. "Well he thought it would be funny to draw all over my face when I was asleep. So it's payback. He's outside isn't he?" Mikey smiled, raising himself up on his toes and trying to look over Gerard and out the window, trying to get a good view of his victim.


"Yeeeeah. Bob's going to be so pissed if you throw that over him though. No one interrupts his sunbathing and messes up his perfectly faux hawked hair, so beware." Gerard laughed and returned to doing the dishes. Just as he was about to dip his hands into the water, the phone rang and he let out a long sigh. He quickly ran over to the phone and answered it, attempting to blow his long hair out of his face; but failed.

"Hello?" Gerard answered in a cheery voice.

"Hey handsome, why didn't you call back?" A soft sweet voice cooed from the receiving end. Gerard's face lit up immediately and he started to rock back and forth on the balls of his feet.

"Eliza! Oh god I've missed you so much girl. How have you been? Oh you must come over soon, I haven't seen you since we started touring." Gerard squealed down the phone. Eliza was a friend of the band, they had known each other for years and they were all still very close. Eliza laughed sweetly down the phone.

"I'm good thanks Hun, I've missed you so much. I've missed all the guys." Gerard was just about to say something when he was interrupted by what sounded like a boy talking down the phone. "Mom ask, please!" Gerard laughed at the boy, he knew that Eliza had a son. He could remember him from when he was a baby, but hadn't seen him in years. He sounds about twelve. Gerard smiled to himself.

"I'm sorry about that Gerard, kids. Well what I wanted to ask was, if it was ok if me and Kyler came over. He's a huge fan of your band, I don't know why though." Eliza mocked and Gerard gasped, pretending to sound shocked.

"Eliza, now come on. That's just mean."

"You know I love your band you drama queen. So when can we pop over?"

Ten minutes later, Gerard was off the phone and continued to do the dishes. Eliza and Kyler were going to be over in about an hour and probably stay for dinner. He was going to call the others and tell them to come over, so they could all see Eliza and Kyler could meet the band. Gerard quickly called Frank and Ray, asking them to come over. If they did, they got a free meal. So the answer was a definite yes. Gerard bent down and opened the cupboard, searching for another dish cloth. He grunted and ducked down, his head deep inside the cupboard. He suddenly heard a high pitched scream and his head collided with the top of the cupboard, he fell backwards and landed on the floor, clutching his head.

"FUCK!" He shrieked and scrunched his face up, trying to make the pain go away. He laid there, with his eye's closed until he felt some sort of cold liquid drip on his face which made him jolt up. "What the... Oh dear." Gerard sighed as he looked up. Bob was drenched, his hair was flat and flopped in front of his face, his shorts were drenched and he was grinding his teeth with anger. His face was scrunched up and his wiped his face, getting the remaining water of his face.

"I fucking hate Mikey. If I see him, he's dead." Gerard laughed as Bob began to walk out of the kitchen. "I fucking mean it Gee, dead!"



Kyler's P.O.V.

Oh. My. God. I'm going to meet MCR! I repeated over and over in my head, My favorite band and I was going to meet them. I rubbed my hands nervously as I sat in the car, watching the tree's blur by.

"Kyler calm down, ok?" Mom laughed and moved her hair from her face, concentrating on the road again. How the hell could I calm down? I was meeting MCR.

"Mom, I'm meeting my favorite band. How can I calm down? Why didn't you tell me you knew them before?" I asked.

"Kyler, you've met them a million times before. We're all very close friends, Gee even used to baby sit for me." She laughed. I could feel my cheeks burn and I covered my eyes with my hands.

"No! You have to be joking right? I'm fifteen now, the lead babysat me? Oh god! This is going to be embarrassing." I sighed to myself.

"Kyler it isn't that bad. Oh we're nearly there, so make yourself pretty." She mocked and gave me a smile which I returned. I looked in the mirror once more, sorting out my hair which was perfect for once today. I was dressed in my best fitting black jeans, black and white t-shirt. I must admit, I haven't looked this good in a while. I looked in the mirror again, something was missing. Eyeliner. I quickly reached into my pocket and pulled out my trusty eyeliner. Putting it on as carefully as I could in a moving car.

"Come on we're here, out." I grunted and jumped out of the car, looking at the house we would soon be entering and where I would be meeting MCR. I started to rub my hands again, I was nervous. Very, very nervous. The house wasn't that big, it looked pretty small but then again, only two people stayed in here.

"Oh god. Just relax." I whispered to myself, following behind Mom. She reached the door and gave me a smile, patting my back softly and returned to the door and knocked three times. The door opened and I looked up, it felt like some one had stolen all the air out of my lungs, I couldn't breath. I was looking at the most beautiful creature on the planet.

"Hey, you must be Kyler. I'm Gerard."