What's the Magic Word? (Frerard)

Chapter 2

On the car ride over, I started to feel less excited and more anxious. My mind filled with every little thing that could go wrong. On reflex, I started to chew on the nail on my index finger. What if I mess up and trip? What if I get nervous and forget everything? What if I can't handle magic and my whole life plan is absolutely ruined?

"Hey, you okay?" Mikey asked in a tender voice. I nodded my head slightly and took my finger out of my mouth.

"It's just, I've been waiting for this moment my whole life. And the rest of my life depends on this. And there's so much that could go wrong. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited, it's just..." I trailed off. Mikey grabbed my hand.

"I get it. But, trust me, this will work out. The chance of something bad happening are incredibly slim. You love magic and one day you're gonna be able to make a killing off of it and you'll be known as a powerful wizard amongst the whole magic community!" Mikey exclaimed making sure to be extra dramatic. I hugged him tightly.

"Thanks, Mikes, you always know how to make me feel better." Mikey was right, and he had made me feel better, but I still kept biting my fingernails. It was a bad habit.

"Hey, you wanna talk about something else?" I nodded.

"Okay, um, when are you going to start dating someone?" Mikey asked, saying the first thing he thought of. I groaned and closed my eyes. I didn't want to talk about this. My family has been nagging me to get another girlfriend ever since I broke up with Lindsey.

Lindsey and I had started dating when I was a junior in high school. I really liked her, I just saw her as more of a sister. She kept trying to get me to sleep with her and I just didn't want to. I had to tell her that I thought we would be better as friends. Of course, she was mad at first, but now we're pretty good friends and I tell her everything.

After that, I started to explore my sexuality a bit more. I started dating this guy that went to another school. I didn't really like him that much, but I was experimenting a bit. I never told anybody but Lindsey about him. Especially not my family. I ended up losing my virginity to the guy even though I didn't love him. I was just desperate to have sex with someone.

Eventually, I had to break up with him since our relationship was purely based on sex. After I was sure I was gay, I wanted a relationship with something more. Lindsey set me up with this guy named Bert. I really liked Bert. A lot. We were boyfriends for about a year and we were inseparable. But, his family had to move away. It made me really upset, and everyone close to me, except for Lindsey, were incredibly confused since I hadn't told anyone about Bert and I didn't plan on telling them then.

So, my family just thought I had one girlfriend and then went on being single ever since. I was fine leaving them in bliss ignorance, but they're constant pestering about getting another girlfriend was getting very annoying.

"Still haven't met anyone since Lindsey," I told him, avoiding eye contact. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"You know, you just need to put yourself out there a little more and you'll be able to easily get a girlfriend. Oh! I can set you up with someone. I know the perfect girl," Mikey suggested.

"Nah, she's not my type," I said on instinct. I had already tuned Mikey out at that point.

"Uh, Gerard," Mikey said. I looked up at him. "I never mentioned anything about who she is. If I didn't know any better, I would say that you don't want a girlfriend," Mikey teased, poking my arm.

"It's just, I don't-I'm not interested in that right now. I have my whole life to find someone and be tied to them until I die. Right now, I'm gonna focus on myself, and worry about that later." I had to pretty much bullshit my way through the sentence, but it could be believable.