Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > I Hate The Ending Myself, But It Started With An Alright Scene
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After ten minutes of apologies from all of the band, they were currently discussing ways to change the date so they could make Kyler’s birthday work out and spend the day with him.
"I'll try and schedule the leaving date later, I can't make any promises but I will try my best Kyler. I'll go now and try to sort things out." Mikey sighed, climbing out of his seat and patting down his jeans. He gave Kyler a small smile and his shoulder a light squeeze before making his way to the door. He turned around and ran his fingers through what hair he could. "It'll be fine and I'll try my best."
"Hey, we'll come with and try to help sort things out." Bob nodded to Frank and Ray who agreed, getting up to follow Mikey.
"We'll talk later and tell you what's going on." Frank replied waving good-bye to Gerard and Kyler who mumbled a reply. Kyler and Gerard listened till the door was finally closed and both released a breath that both were holding in. Gerard thought about it for a few seconds then cursed and rubbed his eyes agressively.
"I can't believe this. I'm so fucking sorry, I didn't even know we were doing another tour. I -"
"It's fine." Kyler interrupted, smiling weakly and leaning back. Gerard glanced at him. "Really, it's fine. I'm sure you'll change the date."
"It's not just that Kyler." Gerard sighed, placing his head in his hands and running his fingers though his short hair roughly, lightly tugging at the strands he could reach. Kyler looked puzzled, bringing his knees up on the couch and sitting Indian style facing Gerard. His hand rested on the older mans thigh and he gave a light squeeze, causing Gerard too look up. He smiled and held Kyler’s hand, lacing their fingers together.
"What's the matter?" Kyler asked cautiously, not knowing whether he really wanted to know or not. He could feel the worry in him taking over, his stomach doing what seemed like back flips and his hand lightly shook. Gerard took note of this and gripped his hand tighter, bringing it to his lips and lightly kissing his hand. He used his free hand to move his devil lock from his eyes.
"I love you, you know that right?"
"Of course I do, I love you too. Please tell me what's wrong, I'm getting really worried." Kyler almost choked on his words and swallowed the lump in his throat.
"The tour, I... We won't get to see each other. I don't know what I'm going to do with out you Kyler." Gerard's voice broke and he let the first tear slide down his pale cheeks, the eyeliner following and smudging along with the tear on his cheek. Kyler brought his hand up to Gerard's cheek, wiping the tear away and eyeliner.
"We'll work something out and you know I'd wait for you. We could call each other. Everything will be ok." Kyler whispered.
"But I'll miss you so much, I don't know if I could last a day with out you." Gerard sighed, letting Kyler’s hand go and rubbed his eyes. Not willing to let himself cry anymore, not now anyway.
"Look we will figure something out, lets just not think about it now. We still have like what? Three weeks to figure things out. It will be fine, I promise." Gerard nodded and smiled, wrapping his arms round Kyler.
"I never want to let you go." Gerard mumbled into Kyler’s shoulder and he shivered as he felt him rub circles on his back trying to sooth him.
"I'll never let you." Kyler whispered, but deep inside he knew one day he would and he dreaded the day he would have to leave him. It was coming sooner then either of them expected but the question was, how would they deal with it? Would they ever let each other go willingly?
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The first week had flown by so quickly, more quicker then either of the boys had expected and they knew they didn't have much time with each other. Smith was still trying to change the tour dates, he'd before and failed but refused to give up. Everyone knew that they wouldn't be able to change the dates, but they never said anything and continued to try for Kyler’s sake and Gerard's. They had all seen each other as much as possible in the week, trying to make the most of the time they had left before they had to leave for the tour.
Gerard was currently sitting in Kyler’s kitchen, waiting for Eliza to return. He still hadn't seen her since the incident and he knew that he had to confront her sooner or later. There was no getting out of this and he was nervous as hell. He played nervously with the hem of his black t-shirt and playing with his lip ring. He thought this would have been the best time to see her, Kyler was at school and she would be back from work on her lunch break any minute. Gee flinched at every noise he heard, from the fridge buzzing to the clock ticking. He was so nervous it was un-real but he knew he had to do this. He was doing everything in his power to stop himself from running out of the house, but he shook his head and argued with himself. He jumped at the sound of the door unlocking and his eyes glued on the door of the kitchen, waiting for it to open and reveal Eliza. He planned out what would happen in this situation, it would go like this:
Eliza comes in, she's had a bad day so far and see's the culprit that turned her son gay. She flips, grabs a knife and tries to attack Gerard whilst he runs out of the kitchen and makes a quick getaway or he gets stabbed.
Or.
She see's Gerard, they have a long talk and everything works out for the best. She accepts him and Kyler, happy ending.
Gerard hoped for the second option and prayed that there were no knifes in reach of Eliza. He knew he was being silly but anything was possible. His breath caught in his throat as the white door opened slowly and revealed a slightly cheerful Eliza. She froze when she saw Gerard sitting at her table, his legs were already on the floor so he was ready to run is necessary.
"Hello?" Gerard nervously greeted her and the smile was almost completely gone from her face. She placed her bag on the kitchen counter and turned to Gerard.
"Hey. What are you doing here?" She asked and leant against the counter.
"Well I came here to talk. I haven't spoken to you since, well you know." Gerard replied.
"Yeah I know. Look I'm really sorry about the way I reacted, I know I shouldn't have done that but I was... well... fucking shocked." She laughed nervously as did Gerard.
"I know and I'm sorry about that. So you're ok with everything now then?" Gerard asked and sat back on the chair, not feeling the need to run away anymore and feeling safe as Eliza hadn't tried to murder him... yet.
"I'm fine, still getting used to things but I do accept you and Kyler. I know you'll treat him right, I trust you and I'm actually happy for you two." Eliza smiled, walking over to Gerard and gave him a brief hug. "But you better treat him right or I'll kick your ass."
Gerard raised his eyebrow and smirked.
"Ok, well I'll try to kick your ass." She laughed. Gerard nodded and got up from his seat.
"I'll treat him right, you know I will and if not then I'll let you kick my ass." Gerard laughed and grabbed his jacket from the chair. "Damn, I'm so relieved you're ok about this. I thought you were going to attack me with a knife or something."
"Well anything's possible." Eliza laughed and turned the kettle on.
"Not anything, you try slamming a rotating door."
After ten minutes of apologies from all of the band, they were currently discussing ways to change the date so they could make Kyler’s birthday work out and spend the day with him.
"I'll try and schedule the leaving date later, I can't make any promises but I will try my best Kyler. I'll go now and try to sort things out." Mikey sighed, climbing out of his seat and patting down his jeans. He gave Kyler a small smile and his shoulder a light squeeze before making his way to the door. He turned around and ran his fingers through what hair he could. "It'll be fine and I'll try my best."
"Hey, we'll come with and try to help sort things out." Bob nodded to Frank and Ray who agreed, getting up to follow Mikey.
"We'll talk later and tell you what's going on." Frank replied waving good-bye to Gerard and Kyler who mumbled a reply. Kyler and Gerard listened till the door was finally closed and both released a breath that both were holding in. Gerard thought about it for a few seconds then cursed and rubbed his eyes agressively.
"I can't believe this. I'm so fucking sorry, I didn't even know we were doing another tour. I -"
"It's fine." Kyler interrupted, smiling weakly and leaning back. Gerard glanced at him. "Really, it's fine. I'm sure you'll change the date."
"It's not just that Kyler." Gerard sighed, placing his head in his hands and running his fingers though his short hair roughly, lightly tugging at the strands he could reach. Kyler looked puzzled, bringing his knees up on the couch and sitting Indian style facing Gerard. His hand rested on the older mans thigh and he gave a light squeeze, causing Gerard too look up. He smiled and held Kyler’s hand, lacing their fingers together.
"What's the matter?" Kyler asked cautiously, not knowing whether he really wanted to know or not. He could feel the worry in him taking over, his stomach doing what seemed like back flips and his hand lightly shook. Gerard took note of this and gripped his hand tighter, bringing it to his lips and lightly kissing his hand. He used his free hand to move his devil lock from his eyes.
"I love you, you know that right?"
"Of course I do, I love you too. Please tell me what's wrong, I'm getting really worried." Kyler almost choked on his words and swallowed the lump in his throat.
"The tour, I... We won't get to see each other. I don't know what I'm going to do with out you Kyler." Gerard's voice broke and he let the first tear slide down his pale cheeks, the eyeliner following and smudging along with the tear on his cheek. Kyler brought his hand up to Gerard's cheek, wiping the tear away and eyeliner.
"We'll work something out and you know I'd wait for you. We could call each other. Everything will be ok." Kyler whispered.
"But I'll miss you so much, I don't know if I could last a day with out you." Gerard sighed, letting Kyler’s hand go and rubbed his eyes. Not willing to let himself cry anymore, not now anyway.
"Look we will figure something out, lets just not think about it now. We still have like what? Three weeks to figure things out. It will be fine, I promise." Gerard nodded and smiled, wrapping his arms round Kyler.
"I never want to let you go." Gerard mumbled into Kyler’s shoulder and he shivered as he felt him rub circles on his back trying to sooth him.
"I'll never let you." Kyler whispered, but deep inside he knew one day he would and he dreaded the day he would have to leave him. It was coming sooner then either of them expected but the question was, how would they deal with it? Would they ever let each other go willingly?
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The first week had flown by so quickly, more quicker then either of the boys had expected and they knew they didn't have much time with each other. Smith was still trying to change the tour dates, he'd before and failed but refused to give up. Everyone knew that they wouldn't be able to change the dates, but they never said anything and continued to try for Kyler’s sake and Gerard's. They had all seen each other as much as possible in the week, trying to make the most of the time they had left before they had to leave for the tour.
Gerard was currently sitting in Kyler’s kitchen, waiting for Eliza to return. He still hadn't seen her since the incident and he knew that he had to confront her sooner or later. There was no getting out of this and he was nervous as hell. He played nervously with the hem of his black t-shirt and playing with his lip ring. He thought this would have been the best time to see her, Kyler was at school and she would be back from work on her lunch break any minute. Gee flinched at every noise he heard, from the fridge buzzing to the clock ticking. He was so nervous it was un-real but he knew he had to do this. He was doing everything in his power to stop himself from running out of the house, but he shook his head and argued with himself. He jumped at the sound of the door unlocking and his eyes glued on the door of the kitchen, waiting for it to open and reveal Eliza. He planned out what would happen in this situation, it would go like this:
Eliza comes in, she's had a bad day so far and see's the culprit that turned her son gay. She flips, grabs a knife and tries to attack Gerard whilst he runs out of the kitchen and makes a quick getaway or he gets stabbed.
Or.
She see's Gerard, they have a long talk and everything works out for the best. She accepts him and Kyler, happy ending.
Gerard hoped for the second option and prayed that there were no knifes in reach of Eliza. He knew he was being silly but anything was possible. His breath caught in his throat as the white door opened slowly and revealed a slightly cheerful Eliza. She froze when she saw Gerard sitting at her table, his legs were already on the floor so he was ready to run is necessary.
"Hello?" Gerard nervously greeted her and the smile was almost completely gone from her face. She placed her bag on the kitchen counter and turned to Gerard.
"Hey. What are you doing here?" She asked and leant against the counter.
"Well I came here to talk. I haven't spoken to you since, well you know." Gerard replied.
"Yeah I know. Look I'm really sorry about the way I reacted, I know I shouldn't have done that but I was... well... fucking shocked." She laughed nervously as did Gerard.
"I know and I'm sorry about that. So you're ok with everything now then?" Gerard asked and sat back on the chair, not feeling the need to run away anymore and feeling safe as Eliza hadn't tried to murder him... yet.
"I'm fine, still getting used to things but I do accept you and Kyler. I know you'll treat him right, I trust you and I'm actually happy for you two." Eliza smiled, walking over to Gerard and gave him a brief hug. "But you better treat him right or I'll kick your ass."
Gerard raised his eyebrow and smirked.
"Ok, well I'll try to kick your ass." She laughed. Gerard nodded and got up from his seat.
"I'll treat him right, you know I will and if not then I'll let you kick my ass." Gerard laughed and grabbed his jacket from the chair. "Damn, I'm so relieved you're ok about this. I thought you were going to attack me with a knife or something."
"Well anything's possible." Eliza laughed and turned the kettle on.
"Not anything, you try slamming a rotating door."
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