Warped Tour 2005

Chapter 3

A.N. : Y'all I'm on a roll with writing. Enjoy!

"So..." Pete said looking up towards Mikey's green eyes. "You needed help on bass.."
(Okay so I'm aware that Mikey would have most likely known the bass lines by now but it makes for a cute scene so ignore it)
"Agh.. yes I did," he said stubbornly stomping his foot on the ground. Pete could see that he was frustrated but he thought it was cute.
"Okay, well why don't we practice it?" He looked up towards Mikey who nodded.
They started to unzip their cases and Mikey took out the papers for the song. He took out his bass and plugged it into the amp that was lying around.
His fingers began to pluck the strings as his other hand went up and down the fretboard. Pete watched him play and he was playing well until they got to the 12th measure where Mikey's hands slipped up.
"Fuck," he muttered under his breath. Pete comes over behind him and grabs the hand on the fretboard as he looks over the measures. Mikey looks up towards him piercing his eyes. The new touch made him want to get closer.
"Hey, it'll be alright. We have time and you're almost near the end of the song."
"Okay, okay." Pete grabs Mikey's hand and places it on the fretboard, pushing down his fingers where they need to go.
Mikey looks back up towards Pete. He's never really admired the way Pete looks, how his eyes crinkle whenever he smiles or the effort he has. How whenever he plays he puts his whole soul into it or the meaning to his lyrics.
"Mikey?" Pete asks.
"Oh, um, yeah, I'm good," Mikey smiles and Pete squeezes Mikey's hand. He shivers.
Mikey starts paying more attention to the measures and tries so hard but when Pete's so close to him, almost breathing down his neck, it seems impossible.
"So, when you get to the bridge you have to pull off and go to the third fret and then continue from there. Okay?"
"Okay. I think I get it now," Mikey says as he gives Pete a reassuring smile.
"Do you want to try playing," Pete asks. Mikey nods. He went from the 4th fret to the 5th the 2nd and then over again and as he got to the bridge he went to the third. Pete's hand stayed there the whole time, always reassuring Mikey when he needed it.
"You did it!" Pete smiled patting his hand against Mikey's back. He leaned over and gave Mikey's already burning cheeks a kiss. Mikey didn't know his cheeks could get brighter but they did.
"Yeah, thanks Pete! Ahh I was working on that for what seems like forever," he said with relief.
"Knew you could do it," Pete replied smiling. There was a silence, a silence that could only be solved one way. Pete was still close to him, his arm still gripping his back his hand still gripping his hand on the bass. Mikey looked him in the eyes knowing they both wanted the same thing.
"Hey Mikes," Gerard said walking in startling both of them. "Oh." He said staring at them noticing their position. They soon jumped away from each other.
"Yeah?"
"We go on in forty-five minutes. You might want to come down," Gerard offered a wave to Pete and left the tour bus.
Pete looked over towards Mikey. He hoped this wouldn't turn into anything awkward. He knew he wanted to be friends with Mikey, but Pete also knew that he wanted to kiss him too.
"That was awkward," Mikey said pointing out the obvious.
"Yeah," Pete said looking down at the ground.
"Hey, um, I should probably go now," Mikey said as he packed up his bass.
"Yeah," Pete said feeling awkward. "I'll come with you," he looked up and smiled. Mikey probably doesn't even want to be with you! What were you thinking! Pete thought.
"Do you want to leave your bass here, or pack it up?"
"Are you kidding?! I'm not leaving her!" Pete scoffed as he smiled.
Mikey just hummed, "Okay, if you say so...."
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They walked back towards the stage and soon enough they were backstage. Pete set his bass near the back, making sure that it wouldn't get hurt or damaged.
The guys got set up, but before they went up Pete headed over towards Mikey. He grabbed his shoulder.
"Hey, you've got this," Pete said confidingly. "Remember what we practiced."
"I know I do, I just needed you to help me finish it off," Mikey said smiling. "And by the way," he said walking away, "I wish Gerard never walked into the tour bus." He winked at Pete before going up on stage and Pete slowly trailed behind. That wink left Pete with butterflies and his stomach and flurries in his brain.
"Me too Mikeyway, me too," Pete whispered to himself as he sat on the speakers watching Mikey play.

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