Captured in a photo frame

Distractions

I waited outside the recording booth for Gerard to finish off the final vocals for the song that they had created. It has taken forever to do just this one song, I respect these guys for all of the time and effort they have put into making each song and album.

My eyes scanned the room as I sat on the sofa with a coca cola in my left hand and my camera in my right.

I looked to the very far left corner and saw the rows of guitars placed on the crimson red walls. All colours of guitars, all shapes, all sizes, all makes and brands, all different types. There must be hundreds just in that one section of the room. Don't forget there are even more in the main part of the recording studio, where people just chill and practise.

I think guitars are beautiful inventions, I've never played one properly but I used to get lessons when I was younger, before the incident. I was never very good so I just gave up. I wish I never gave up now. Guitars are just so beautiful.

I looked right in front of me and saw Brian at a recording desk turning different nobs and pressing buttons making the sound different each time he moved anything. He finally settled on one sound that really suited the song and matched Gerard's voice well. Brian looked up at Gerard through the glass sound proof window and gave him a thumbs up while Gerard returned it and carried on singing. The window was shiny and some of the light bounced off of it and hit my eyes making me squint. I looked at Gerard singing behind the glass and tucking some of his bright red hair behind his ears. He looked beautiful, even more so than any guitar or camera that I've ever seen. His gaze caught mine for a split second and he smiled at me then blushed and then sang the wrong words.

"Shit!" He cursed. "Sorry." he said apologetically at Brian.

"Ok just go from the line before that." Brian waved it off smirking between a blushing Gerard and a probably bright red me.

I heard a few snickers from the other side of the room aimed at me and Gerard. When I turned my head towards the cause of the giggles and snickers, I saw the rest of the band making love hearts out of their hands and pulling kissy faces at me and Gerard. I just easily flipped them off and continued my observation of the room. I heard Gerard mutter something along the lines of 'kiwi' and immediately all of the laughing and pointing stopped and everyone became serious again. I just shrugged off the confusion and got lost in my thoughts again.

Did I put him off? Was it really that easy to see? Are they laughing at us? Am I that pathetically mesmerised by him? My mind raced with questions.

My eyes flickered over to the opposite side of the room to the guitars and saw Mikey and Ray whispering something to each other and grinning like maniacs. Rays Afro bouncing along with his shoulders as he laughed and Mikey's beanie falling off slightly. Frank just sat in the background tapping his foot on the bar stool foot rest and drumming his hands on the high up, dark marble table which held everyone's drinks apart from mine, his dark hair falling slightly in his face.

Then the rest of the room consisted of signed pictures of famous bands sitting on this sofa. One picture was of Nirvana, Kurt Cobain and Dave Ghrol hugging and smiling madly at the camera. Another picture consisted of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers sitting on this sofa pulling very attractive faces at the camera. Another of Metallica and one of AC/DC. It's amazing to think of all these legendary bands sitting on this sofa having fun while recording while I just sit here holding a camera and a coca cola watching a band make a record, nothing much of which concerns my help as I am as useless as mince meat.

"Okay, guys that was amazing, that has got to be a hit. Come on, sit down here. I'll just merge all the tracks together and we can listen to the final product." Brian said excitedly.

Gerard came out of the mic room and sat down on the sofa next to me looking at my face and then towards my drink in hand before quickly snatching it and Downing what was left.

"Bitch! That's mine! What was that for?!" I shouted at him and everything went quiet.

Suddenly all eyes were on us and all ears were listening to what Gerard's excuse was going to be.

"One, I'm not bitch, I'm Gerard. Two, it's not yours no longer. Three, because you distracted me and made me fuck up my words making me have to sing it again with my sore throat that was on fire. When I came out of there I needed something to kill the fire in my throat and you so happened to have that delicious coca cola which is no longer existent." He sassed poking my shoulder with every numbered point he made.

"What ever bitch." I huffed and gave in.

"Anyways it's not like you needed the drink, you haven't been doing any hard work today have you?" Gerard quizzed.

I heard a few gasps and 'ooooh's from the others but I just looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Bitch please, I burn calories just sitting down doing nothing. Therefore I am tired from all the calorie burning." I sassed back. "And for your information I have been working, well, doing my job at least. I've got all the evidence in here." I pointed to my camera.

I heard the others go quiet again as I spoke then whispered between them before going 'ahhhhhhhh' synchronised. Me and Gerard exchanged a confused look before looking at everyone else that was pulling kissy faces again and battering their eyelids.

"Isn't it cute, guys? They just had their first couple argument." Mikey teased me and Gerard letting the others laugh along.

"We are not a couple!" Me and Gerard both shouted at the same time. "Shut up!" We both shouted at each other in time. "Stop it!" We said again. "Jinx!" We shouted. "Double jinx!" We nearly screamed. "Triple jinx!" We screamed at each other before I stopped and said something different:

"Jesus Christ Gerard when was the last time you brushed your teeth?" I joked.

"This morning, now can I see some of your pictures?" Gerard said signalling to the camera.

"No!" I spat at him huffly.

"Please!" He begged battering his eyelashes like a pathetic girl.

"No!" I shouted at him.

"Ahhhh look guys it's their second couple argument." Ray stated and everyone laughed except from me and Gerard who were both very angry.

"Fuck you!" Gerard spat at the others.

"No, don't. Save your virginity for Eloise." Frank snorted.

"Hey, I'm not a virgin." Gerard denied crossing his arms.

"Oh really?" Frank snorted before taking a sip of his drink.

I just laughed at Gerard's reddening face. He just stuck his tongue out at me so I pinched it and wouldn't let go.

"Ooooowwww, owwww OWWWW." He said while I held his tongue.

"Do you want me to chop it off?" I said intimidatingly to Gerard.

"What? His dick? He hasn't got one babes." Brian laughed earning a high five from Frank.

"No, pweeeeeezzee. No maaa Dick or ma tonge!" Gerard tried to speak but failed epically.

"Fine," I said letting go of his tongue.

"Thank you!" He sighed. "Now can I see the photos?" He whined.

"Will you be quiet if I do?" I questioned him.

"No..." He said and I pretended to go to hit him getting a gasp from Mikey and Ray. "Yessss! Okay! I'm sorry!" He rushed out before I could hit him.

I handed him the camera gently and I watched as he flicked through each photo analysing them before moving on to the next. I just watched his facial expressions while he looked. He looked so cute when he was concentrating.