We'll carry on

Charity case?

Three Days Later

Gerard’s Point of View

 

Stormy has been with us for the last three days. I loved having her around, she made me extremely happy. She was sleeping in a spare bunk diagonal from mine, so every night we would whisper like teenagers and laugh until we fell asleep. It was absolutely perfect, So perfect that the guys and I had a long discussion over the extant of her stay with us.

“Geebear, can we talk to you?” Frankie asked batting his eyes at me, pulling my bunk curtain back.

“Uh, I guess so.” I replied rolling off of my bed and following him into the ‘living room’ section of the bus. Stormy was at her place showering. I saw all the guys were already sitting on the couch.

“Hey gee!” Mikey chimed at me. I smiled at him warmly.

“Okay guys, what’s up?” I sat on Frankie’s lap.

“Well, Ray came up with this, this idea.” Mikey started.

“Yeah, and well, all the guys like it.” Ray added.

“We want Stormy to finish the tour with us. She’s just like us! And we know you have a thing for her.” Bob stated bluntly. I liked that he was straight forward with me.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about; I’ve only known Storm for three days! That’s insane!” I defended, knowing I was lying to them. I did have a thing for Stormy, I didn’t love her, but I definitely could, and I did like her.

“Oh bullshit! You know you like her. Do not try to act innocent mister up all night laughing. You two are worse than two teenagers!” Ray laughed at me. I pouted out my lower lip and acted hurt.

“Okay, okay, you caught me. Have you brought to consideration to ask Stormy if she would even want to?" I stood up placing my hand sassily on my right hip.

No sooner than I finished my sentence, Stormy came bursting through the tour bus door smiling at us, then letting her smile drop, asked what was going on.

“Ask me what?” She asked skeptically.

“If you want to tour with us!” Frankie and Mikey yelled, tackling her to the floor.

“If I want to –what- tour with you?” She asked exasperated. She looked intently at me, as if asking if this was some sort of practical joke. I nodded my head in agreement with Frank and Mikey.

“So, would that be of any interest to you? Touring with five losers?” I added.

“I-I.” was all she could get out.

Being the sassy person I am, I knelt down in front of her, with the guys mocking me in unison, and grabbed her hands looking into her beautiful icy blues.

“Stormy Weathers, Will you do all of us the extraordinary honor of accompanying us on the Black Parade tour?” Her face flushed a deep shade of red and she nodded her head yes laughing at us.

We all got up swiftly and attacked her with a group hug. She hugged us back tightly, and then ran a hand through her now black and red hair. Frankie and her thought it was time to “spice up” her hair. She was still beautiful.

We pulled away and Stormy pulled me aside, she led me over to her bunk and we sat down outside of it.

“Are you sure about this, Gerard? I don’t want to cause any problems… or be a charity case.” She mumbled uneasily.

“A- a charity case? What the fuck? No, Stormy, we love you and we love having you around. Mike and Frankie fought over how got to hug you first after the concert last night. You’re my absolute best friend and Bob and Ray love that you jam with them. We want you with us, you’re family now. I would be offended if you didn’t come with us.” I pouted crossing my arms over my torso.

She laughed at me and got up walking away, declaring it was ‘Party time, bitches.’

And party time it was.

There was only one problem.

I wanted her.

I am so sorry that this chapter is so shitty. but it is completely necessary! I swear. You need this.  The next couple of leading chapter will be so much better!

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