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Gerard’s P.O.V.

I quickly rolled of Kyler, I could feel my leg getting stuck beneath Kyler and I let out a shocked yelp as I rolled of the bed. I landed with a loud thump, my legs still on the bed entangled with Kylers’. I pushed my shirt up from where it had fallen down with the position I had landed and snatched my legs away from the bed.

“Ow, fuck.” I sighed, rubbing my neck and quickly standing up facing Frank. His mouth was wide open and I heard Kyler shifting on the bed besides me. “Fra-”

“I’ve just walked in on our drummer and bassist doing things on the couch I really don’t want to know about.” Frank shrieked, his hands waving everywhere and signalling his anger. I took a step back, not wanting to get hit. “Then I walk in on you and Kyler! What the fuck is happening? Can’t anyone find someone there own age anymore.” Frank hissed out the last sentence and I winced.

I stood there in silence and looked down at the floor, trying to think of something to say. What the hell am I meant to say?

“We were just tickling each other, Frank!” I quickly said, mentally slapping myself in the head and giving him the most unconvincing smile ever. I heard Kyler whisper ‘oh my god’ behind me and I shook my head. I’m the most stupid person I know. That so looked like tickling. I looked up to find Frank staring at me.

“If that was tickling then Bob and your brother were definitely doing a lot of tickling.” I couldn’t help but laugh, I was laughing so much it wasn’t even funny.

“Dude you walked in on our drummer and my brother! Mikey of all people, this is too funny.” I said, gasping for breath and clutching my chest as I calmed myself. I looked up at Frank and wasn’t to pleased to see him giving me a very nasty look. “I was joking, ok. Please just calm down.”

“He’s Eliza’s son Gerard! What will she do if she finds out? He’s not even legal man.” Frank said harshly, pointing to Kyler. I looked over and watched as he ducked his head, his hair covering his beautiful eyes. “Gee if anyone finds out you could get in a lot of trouble.”

“I know, that’s why I don’t want anyone to find out. Even if I do I don’t care, he’s worth it.” I sighed, lowering my gaze. I watched as Frank spun round and headed for the door, I leaned forward and grabbed his arm.

“You’re not going to say anything to Eliza are you?” I asked nervously and he shook his head exiting the room. I let out a long sigh that I didn’t know I was holding in then spun round and crashed onto the bed, bringing my hand up to my head then laughed.

“What’s so funny?” I heard Kyler asked and I opened my eyes, looking into his.

“First of all, tickling. That was pathetic.” I sighed, moving my arm behind my head and using it as a pillow.

“Yeah that really was and secondly?” Kyler asked, smiling a little. I let out a deep breath and laughed.

“Please tell me I don’t have a stain on my pants from…erm…earlier.” I watched as Kyler leaned forwards to check and he shook his head. “Ah well, thank fucking god for that. That would have been a bit embarrassing.”

“Just a bit. What do you think he’ll do though?” Kyler asked nervously, pushing his hair out of his eyes and chipping the nail polish of his nails.

“He won’t tell your mom don’t worry. He’s my best friend, I’m sure he’ll stick by me whatever I do and you have to give him a break.” Kyler looked down at me obviously confused and I laughed.

“The poor guy walked in on his friend and my brother.” I leaned back on he bed resting my hands on my stomach. “We should get cleaned up, this is kind of disgusting.”

“Yeah.” Kyler laughed and I got up from the bed, we made our way into the bathroom.




Kylers’ P.O.V.

I was on my way home, nervous to even go into my own house. What if Frank told mom? What would she do? A million questions ran through my head and I was nervous as hell. I thought back to when me and Gee were on the bed, I let out a quiet moan just thinking about it. Thank god no one was walking down the street, the amount of looks I would have gotten would have been funny. I laughed to myself and shoved my hands into my pockets. The best thing about walking home in the dark is that most of the time you have time to think. Being with Gee was pure bliss, I couldn’t have asked for anything more. I was in heaven and he was my Angel.

“Hey fag!” I heard someone shout behind me, I stopped dead in my tracks but not turning around; I just listened. I could hear footsteps behind me and I let out a shaky breath, starting to walk again but faster then usual. Just leave me alone, please. I thought over and over again.

“Don’t ignore me you little shit. I saw you with your boyfriend today, he looks as gay as you. It‘s disgusting.” I heard a angry voice call behind me, they were close and I tried to quicken my pace. I let out a shocked shriek as I felt someone’s hand on my shoulder, pulling me back. I stumbled backwards and saw who it was.

“Cameron just leave me the fuck alone!” I screamed in his face, slapping his hand away. He let out a dark chuckle. I knew if I got into a fight with Cameron I would lose, he was very strong and one of the most popular kids in school. I have no chance. His hair was short and brown, he had a scar going though his lip from an accident a few years ago and he was tall; he was towering over me.

“Don’t talk to me like that you fag.” Cameron laughed and before I knew it I was on the floor, my hand rubbing my cheek where he had just punched me. I could taste the blood in my mouth, it filled it up slowly. I quickly got up, stumbling a little and watching Cameron.

“Fuck you.” I hissed, spitting in his face. I watched as the blood and saliva slowly travelled down his face then quickly ran off. I knew if I stayed there any longer I was dead. It seemed like it took hours to get home, I stopped running as I reached outside my house. I bent over, gasping for air and clutched my ribs. A few minutes later I had calmed down and I walked into the house, running straight up to my room. I threw my bag down onto the bed and walked over to the mirror. I winced at my already bruised cheek and the blood that was smeared all over my lips and chin.

“Kyler! What happened honey?” I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard my mom barge into my room, she walked over to my gripping my chin and examining my cheek. I snatched my face away from her.

“I’m fine, ok? Just leave me alone.” I hissed, walking out of my room and heading to the bathroom. I slammed the door behind me and started to run the shower.




Gerard’s P.O.V.

“Bob I can’t believe you!” I laughed, leaning against the kitchen counter. Bob blushed and continued to drink his glass of water.

“What?” He muttered.

“You went down on Mikey and Frank caught you!” I laughed, clutching my sides. Bob walked over and playfully punched me in the arm. “Ow, dude that wasn’t fair. I was only giving you facts.”

“Shut up Gee. I know Frank walked in on us, seeing as I was the one with Mikey’s dick in my mouth.” Bob screamed, his face a bright red and he paced around the kitchen.

“Oh my god!” I shrieked, covering my mouth with my hand obviously shocked.

“Frank didn’t tell you?” Bob asked and I shook my head. “Fuck.”

“Damn, you work very fast.” I laughed, Bob was about to say something until the phone started ringing.

“Shut up you blonde haired moron and answer the phone.”

“I’m not getting it.” I smirked and watched as Bob grunted, walking towards the phone. I spun round and took a sip from my glass of water and looked down at my nails. I need to paint them again soon. I thought examining the chipped black that covered them. I pushed my now long blonde hair out of my eyes and looked up at Bob.

“Hey blondie, it’s for you.” I rolled my eyes and snatched the phone from Bob’s hand, sticking my tongue out at him.

“Real mature and it’s Eliza.” Bob replied and my stomach did a back flip. Why would she be calling? She knows. Bob left the kitchen and I cleared my throat, bringing the phone to my ear.

“Eliza?…What?!…I’ll be over in a minute, ok bye.” I slammed the phone down on the kitchen counter and picked my jacket up off the back off the chair. I quickly put it on, grabbed my keys off the counter and walked towards the front door.

“Where are you going?” Bob called from the living room, running to meet me at the door.

“I’m going to Eliza’s.”

“Why? What’s wrong?” Bob asked, concern twisting in his voice.

“Kyler got beaten up and Eliza wants me to try and talk to him. I’ll see you later.” Bob nodded and I walked out of the door, gripping my keys in my hand so hard that one of the keys cut into my hand. I cursed out loud and sighed as I realized Mikey borrowed my car.

“Looks like I’m walking.” I pulled my jacket close to me, wrapping it round my waist and I headed down the road.

After a twenty minute walk I found myself standing outside Eliza’s home, shivering as I waited for her to open the door. I heard the lock click and looked up, frowning as I saw tear stains on Eliza’s cheeks. I walked forwards and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tightly.

“It’s ok, calm down.” I whispered, rubbing circles on her back in an attempt to calm her down.

“Your hair, it’s blonde.” She laughed, half heartedly and I gave her a small smile. “He’s upstairs, please try and talk to him. I know you two are good friends now, I know he will talk to you.”

“I’ll try my best.” I sighed and placed a light kiss on her cheek. I shut the door behind me and kicked off my shoes.

“I’ll be in the kitchen.” I nodded, watching Eliza walk into the kitchen. I felt so sorry for her, it must be hard to see your son suddenly come home like this and not even want to talk to you. I walked upstairs and felt myself become nervous. The thought of someone hurting Kyler infuriated me. He was so innocent, kind and an amazing person. I stopped outside his door and knocked loudly, three times.

“Go away!” Kyler shouted through the door.

“Kyler honey, it’s me - Gee.” I stood there, hearing Kyler move around in the room and a few seconds later he opened the door. I gasped as I saw the black and purple bruise that covered his cheek. “Oh, babe. Come here.”

I walked into the room, wrapping my arms around his slim waist and held him tightly. I stumbled backwards as Kyler pushed me off himself. I watched as he turned away from me, I was utterly confused. I closed the door behind me and walked closer to him.

“Kyler, what happened?” I asked, reaching for his hand but he jerked away. “Stop pushing me away!”

“I-I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to see me like this. I feel so helpless and pathetic.” Kyler sighed, turning around and I watched as tears began to flow freely down his face. I grabbed his hand and sat him down onto the bed, kneeling in front of him. I massaged his hand with my thumb and felt tears stinging in my eyes, wanting to come out but I wasn’t going to let them.

“Kyler don’t ever think that. This wasn’t your fault, ok?” Kyler nodded and stood up.

“I’m so tired, I just want to sleep. Will you stay with me tonight?”

“I better ask your mom first.” I laughed. “But I’m sure I’ll be able to.”

“Thanks.”

After a ten minute discussion with Eliza, I was back in Kylers’ room currently getting ready for bed. I quickly took my shirt and jeans off, leaving just my boxers on and crawled into the bed next to Kyler. I wrapped my arms around his waist and placed a light kiss on his lips.

“Ow.” Kyler hissed.

“Sorry, forgot about your lip. Try and get some sleep babe.”

“Mkay.” Kyler yawned and turned around in my arms, my chest was pressed against his back and I could feel every breath he took. Just being with Kyler made me so happy and whole again. I waited until Kyler was asleep and then I closed my eyes, loving the feeling of being next to him.