Ls-sister

There is little in this world that sucks more than long-distance relationships, as Frank is learning. Yeah, Skype is great and so is texting, but Frank misses being curled up in Gerard's basement bed talking to him. Well, and also kissing him and holding his hand and totally skeeving out Mikey and Ray. That was fun. The day that Frank found out that Gerard was moving was one of the most heartbreaking days of Frank's life. Gerard told him about two months before that he would be moving to California for a year because of something that his parents were doing. 8 months ago "Frankie I'm really sorry..." Gerard said softly into Frank's hair

Ray followed Mikey up the stairs while trying to ignore the heat in his hand. The heat from Mikey's hand. Mikey Way. Gerard Way's brother. What was he DOING?! When they got to the top of the stairs, Mikey mercifully let go of Ray's hand. "So like... Don't freak out about my room. If I'd known you were gonna help me babysit... Well I would have cleaned up a little." Mikey blushed slightly as he pushed open his door. The room was cluttered, but not nearly as bad as Ray had expected. There were band posters all over the walls, some make up on the dresser - mainly eyeliner. Did Mikey have a girlfriend? Ray didn't see any makeup on the younge

As Frank tuned up his old guitar, Gerard seemed to be lost in thought, just staring at Frank's careful fingers gliding over the strings. "Ready?" Frank asked, attempting to pull Gerard out of his stupor. "What? Oh... yeah." Gerard cleared his throat, "Well I was there on the day, they sold the cars for the queen, and when the lights all went out, we watched our lives on the screen, I hate the ending myself, but it started with an alright scene..." Frank had lost himself in the music with Gerard, who was waiting for the next verse to come up. Gerard wiped his eyes and kept singing, "It was the roar of the crowd that gave me heartache to si

A heart? A HEART? Wow, this was... not going the way Ray was expecting. He thought him and MikeyWay would just become friends and that would be the end of it. BUT NO. MIKEY HAD TO BE AWESOME. Fuck. Mikey: God dammit. My fucking brother won't leave. Ray: I'm sorry. /: Kick his ass? Mikey: I probably could.... No, my parents are still home. GAHHHH. Mikey: Gerard leave. Gerard leave. GERARD LEAVE. Ray: He'll be gone soon enough, relax. Why did Ray feel like a girl? OH BECAUSE HE WAS ACTING LIKE ONE. Ugh. Ray tried to control his hair for once, which didn't really work. He just attempted not to lose the brush in his hair and was done. R

To put it simply: Frank was scared of storms. Terrified, actually. Whenever a storm would roll through Jersey, he would hide under his blanket with his iPod, blast some Green Day and be totally okay. Well... Not totally. There was the matter of whenever a storm rolled through, he would get a text from his best friend, Gerard. Gerard: Hey, you okay? Frank: Yeah, I got my iPod charged. Thanks. And that would be the extent of that conversation. A 16 year old boy shouldn't be afraid of storms. He's a junior in high school, for God's sake! But there was something about knowing that nature could take you out of the equation with just a flash

Mikey woke up at 8am the next morning, knowing that his aunt and uncle would bring his stupid cousin at 10. He needed a lot of time in the shower and the bathroom what with make up and hair. Wow, he sounded like a high maintenance girl. Maybe he would go without the make up and the hair, and just let it be for the day. Whatever. New Message from Ray Toro 8:08am, December 1, 2011 G'morning, Mikey. Mikey smiled at the thought that the first (or maybe second) thing that Ray did when he woke up was text Mikey. Cause that's what Mikey was going to do when he woke up. 8:10am, December 1, 2011 Good morning, Ray. I'm actually about to go show

/You think I'm pretty Without any make-up on You think I'm funny When I tell the punch line wrong I know you get me So I'll let my walls come down, down/ Frank Iero ran threw the tour bus laughing and opened the curtain to my bunk. Somehow I managed a smile. Only for him. He was so fucking incredible. "Hey Gee-Gee. Time to get up." He smiled up at me. His head barely made it over the bunk. "I don't wana. Then I gota go take a shower and put on make-up and get all pretty." I said closing my eyes again. He giggled. "Your so funny Gerard, your pretty without all that shit on your face." Then he let the curtain fall and walked away. He had

Frank's POV Sophomore year, and yes I am dating my art teacher. I sat in the back of his class smiling smugly to myself. I'm not normally like this. I normally pay attention and act like he's just my teacher during class. But not today. He was wearing a very tight v-neck shirt and tight black pants. A studded belt and combat boots. He knew the punk look turned me on and that we had a date tonight but did he know how damn distracting he was during class? He absentmindedly flipped his hair as he turned around to write on the board. I checked out his ass, absentmindedly licking my lips. That was all mine tonight, bitches. He turned around and c

It was a very hot day. I mean like mega hot. Although a certain person wasn’t helping that at all. In fact if I had my way I would strip us both off to cool down. I was laid out down in front of the tour bus with my shirt off. It was so fucking stupid. Bob had decided to take the refilling the water tank into his own hands and he basically blew something up. He was so retarded. In fact, the only person who should have done the water tank was Ray. Mmm. Ray. Yes I liked Ray it was my secret. Gerard knew that I was bi sexual and I think Frank and Bob had guessed but Ray didn’t even know that I was bi sexual let alone had a huge crush o

"The Last Night" You come to me with scars on your wrist You tell me this will be the last night feeling like this I just came to say goodbye I didn't want you to see me cry, I'm fine But I know it's a lie. [Chorus:] This is the last night you'll spend alone Look me in the eyes so I know you know I'm everywhere you want me to be. The last night you'll spend alone, I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go, I'm everything you need me to be. Your parents say everything is your fault But they don't know you like I know you they don't know you at all I'm so sick of when they say It's just a phase, you'll be o.k. you're fine But