Love is a reason to stop drinking

Chapter 14: Landing in England

After a long flight, the boys finally landed in London, England. Frank made sure he was the first one to get off the plane, Gerard had another bottle of alcohol in his hand as Frank ran onto the tour bus. Frank, Ray and Mikey sang along to "Scars" By Papa Roach while Gerard was too busy drinking. Night fell as the boys hit the hotel "So, what's the bunking situation?" Asked Frank.

"To save you anymore heart ache, I'll take Gee and you can have Ray" Mikey explained.

"I'd rather sleep by myself I'm not trying to be funny or rude but I need some time alone, Mike" Frank muttered.

"That's fine, we all completely understand don't we?" Ray questioned and Mikey nodded, the looked over at the lead vocalist but he was drinking still so he just completely ignored the drinking fool.

"If you would like I can see if there is a different hotel to stay at so we all have our own rooms" Mikey requested.

"No, it's okay, we don't have to move, we can stay in this one, I don't mind paying for my own room, I mean we are only here for the weekend, right?" Frank suggested.

"If you and Ray want your own space that's completely fine, I'll still sleep with Gee" Mikey explained. Ray and Frank went to get their rooms paid for. Meanwhile, Mikey went up to his and his brothers room "Gee, what the fuck happened on the plane? And would you stop fucking drinking!?" He quietly shouted.

"Look, one it's none of your goddamn business what happened it has nothing to do with you or Ray! And two you can't tell me what to do! I'm older than you!" Gerard snapped.

"One it is my business! My fiancé and I had a whole night planned but your drinking got in the way AGAIN and two I can tell you what to do! I maybe younger than you but I'm still your brother! It's going to affect me as much as it is you! Fuck sake Gee! You are Frank's best fucking friend!" His younger brother snapped back "don't forget the amount of times you kissed Frank! How long you stopped drinking! How many times you promised us you'd give give it up! Now look at you! You disgusting, awful, cruel, evil, alcoholic dickhead" he snarled.

"Fuck you Michael James!"

"Fuck you too Gerard Arthur! I hope you have a shit night you fucking drunk" Mikey walked out of his shared hotel room and walked over to Ray's "babe, it's me, can I come in?" Ray opened the door for the younger Way brother.

"What happened?" He asked as they both sat on the bed and Mikey placed his head on his fiancé's lap.

"My fucking brother!"

"Do you want me to play with your hair as you tell me what happened?" Ray requested.

"Fine" The blond male huffed. "Gerard is a fucking drunk who is obsessed with Frank, he's drinking because of Frankie's past choice... or so he says. I have to force myself to not beat the fuck out of my alcoholic brother, my life has gone to shit and the only good thing about it right now is you and Frank" as his eyes grew with anger, Ray carried on stroking his blond hair. "I hate you, I hope you know that" Mikey tried not to smile.

"I love you too Mike" as the clock hit midnight they could hear someone shouting next door. They looked at each other "Frank is next door" Ray exclaimed in pure panic. They both stood up and ran out of the door to the room next to it.

"Gee, please stop! I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you!"

"BUT YOU DID FRANK! YOU BROKE MY HEART! YOU RAN BACK TO TATE! YOU THREW MY ALCOHOL DOWN THE DRAIN! YOU HURT ME!" As the lead singer went to raise his hand to his first mate, his younger brother and his brother's fiancé ran in. Mikey through Gerard on the floor.

"WHAT THE FUCK!? YOU'RE GONNA GET US KICKED OUT OF THIS HOTEL! AND IF YOU EVER RAISE A HAND TO FRANK AGAIN-" he bent down to his brother "I will fucking kill you" he lent back into position, turned to Frank and Ray "get out and leave Frank alone until you stop drinking I don't want to know you" Mikey walked over to his best friend and boyfriend "we're so sorry Frankie, are you okay?"