I muffle myself and start to slowly move back toward the exit door, if I make it back then they would think I just came out. Quick Y/n, think of something to do. I quietly run over to the curb and pull a cigarette out and light it. I am out of breath and try to take the best drag I could but I start to cough.
"OH! H-hey y/n," Mikey says walking around the corner. I try to compose my cough and look over at him with teary eyes.
"H *cough* *cough* *cough* hey *cough*" I struggle to say.
"We thought that we heard someone," Mikey continues. I try to put on my best "confused face". I knew that Gerard was with him but I couldn't let him know that I was listening. Gerard piers around the corner. His face is flushed and sweaty, all I could think was he looked fucking hot.
"Y/n. What are you doing out here," Gerard says with a stern face making mine twist.
"What is every place in the world off-limits," I say taking a drag and looking out toward the tour bus. I hear Mikey snort and Gerard huff.
"I didn't say that," Gerard says.
"Well, your tone says otherwise. Don't worry I was sitting for a minute. I came out for the cameras. Ya know, to do my job since you are my BOSS," I say standing up and walking toward the van in great hast. I didn't look back to see their reaction. I couldn't let them know that I heard them talking, or I would be screwed.
I reached the van and opened the doors placing my hands on the back and taking a deep breath.
"I almost believed you for a minute," I hear a voice say behind me making me yelp again. I turn around feeling hands snake onto my hips; my eyes being met with dark green ones.
"And there it is...the gasp I heard earlier. Really sugar, you think that we couldn't tell your voice," Gerard says clenching tighter.
"I-I didn't mean to I was going out for a cigarette," I say trying to think of a quick lie. Gerard lifted one eyebrow and started to click his tongue.
"Again with the lies. What did you hear," Gerard says forcefully. I feel his hand's grip even tighter causing pain to shoot from my hip bones.
"Please...i-it...hurts Gerard," I plead. His face comes closer to mine. I feel the fear swell within causing tears to form in my eyes and I turn my head away from him.
"How many times do I have to tell you LOOK AT ME," Gerard boasts. I flinch slightly and turn my head toward him. I feel his hot breath on my face as I keep my eyes closed. Finally, I open them and I am face to face with Gerard. I have never been this close to him. A part of me is scared, but the other part is fueled with euphoria.
"What do you want from me Gerard," I finally build up enough courage to answer back. He stares at me for a moment, like he is studying my facial features before speaking.
"For you to stop being such a thorn in my fucking side. Why can't you just do what you're supposed to do huh? Why do you have to be so much apart of our lives? Be friends with my brother? Frank didn't give a FUCK about you till this tour. What are you plotting huh? Are you trying to get under my skin," Gerard says tracing his fingers under the lower part of my shirt.
I feel goosebumps form around the sensitive area and my breath hitch in my throat. I was so infuriated with what he said to me, but his actions deterred me from being able to form sentences.
"No. I am here for only business," I finally breathe out.
"Hmmmm business..... is that the truth? Or are your motives more plagued than that," Gerard continues to stroke my hip bones with his fingers. His face becomes even closer and I feel my head become foggy.
