I'm in Love...with a Rockstar (MCR)

Chapter Twenty-One: House Hunting

I let the shower water cascade off my shoulders. I sink into Mikey's body and it's like we were meant to be together. Our bodies fit together like pieces of a puzzle. He wraps his arms around my naked body and I giggle.

Lyn-z and Bandit had been discharged from the hospital this morning. They had no injuries and the went back to their New Jersey home. Gerard returned to the bus this morning and now Mikey and I were in the shower together. He leans his head over and kisses the side of my neck. I smile and turn around to face him. His lips are slightly open, water dripping off his nose. I stand on the tips of my toes and kiss him, long and tender. He wraps his arms once again around my waist, not once breaking the kiss. My arms are around his neck as he begins to kiss my neck. He crouches down kissing lower every time he sinks. Finally, he's kissing my thigh, my knee cap, he's on the floor, kissing my foot.

"Mikey!" I squirm. "Mikey no!" He grins  at me, standing up.

"What? Ticklish?"

"Yes. I am." I smile and wrap my arms around his neck, laying my head on his chest. "So," I pause, thinking about what I was going to say."

"So?" Mikey asks.

"So, I was wondering...."

"Where we were going to go?"

"Well, being in New York and we are going to New Jersey. I mean...it'll take us ours to get there. If you want to look here instead."

"If you want to."

"If I want to? What about if we want to." I smile and trace a scar on his left shoulder with the tip of my finger. The car accident. I swallow. It's a miracle either of us are alive. Both of us. I take in the warmth of him and suck it into me. He is so god damn warm.

"If we want to." He repeats.

"Do we want to?" I ask.

"Yes. I think we do." He smiles.

"Alright." I whisper and still tracing his scar, I kiss his chest. He smiles. There is a bang on the bathroom door.

"Hey, Pierce?" It's Gerard. "You done in there yet?" I glance up at Mikey. His brother has no idea what is going on in here right now. "Um...and have you seen Mikey?" My hand flies to my mouth and I try to keep from bursting into laughter. "Pierce?"

"Oh, uh..." I stifle another laugh. "Um..." I burst unto laughter, which causes Mikey to do so also. His laugh is totally recognizable, especially to his brother.

"Is...Mikey are you in there?"

"Yeah." He smiles at me.

"Ohh." I can just picture Gerard's ace outside the door. "Really?" His footsteps fade. I once again I lay my head against his soaked, beautiful chest.

"We should probably get out." Mikey whispers into my ear.

"Yeah." I step away from his warm body and turn off the shower water. Then I open the glass door and step out onto the rug, grabbing a towel from the rack and wrap it around my body.

"Aww...do you half to wrap up?" Mikey asks, grabbing a towel himself. I dry and dress, with much complaining from Mikey and finally, we emerge, giggling from the bathroom.

Frank, Ray, and Gerard are all sitting on the couch, staring at us as we walk around the corner. We stop, Mikey arms still around my waist, and we look back at them.

"Hi." I say, in a very, very small voice.

"So, what are you two doing today?" Frank asks as Mikey sits on the chair across from them, and I sit ON him.