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Liar (It Takes One to Know One)	By : LadyRevenge Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 2094 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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It seemed the second day at the venue was even more crowded than the first. Security was tighter as we all made our way back to the same stage the guys played on before. Screaming girls, jealous glares and muttered obscenities attacked me from all angles. Looks of surprise at Gerard’s beaten appearance surfaced on several fans’ faces. But we made it to the backstage area in one piece and the guys prepared for their midday performance. I sort of just stood around backstage, watching the roadies work and get last minute things prepared. Another band was about to start their show on the stage next to us. The crowd was deafening, and as their music began, I knew immediately who it was. Taking Back Sunday. I cringed. And then I prayed. I asked God not to let Adam come near me while I was there and asked him to just let Adam forget I ever existed. I knew God didn’t really do things like that, but I could always hope for an exception. I sat in a chair and rested my head in my hand. I had a sudden uneasiness in the pit of my stomach. I was hoping MCR’s show wouldn’t last as long as TBS’s so we could haul ass back to the bus before Adam saw me. Gerard approached me then and saw my worried expression.

“What’s wrong?” I looked up at him with sorrowful eyes.

“He’s on the stage next door.” Gerard knew who I was referring to.

“I know. Maybe he won’t come over here though. I can go talk to security if you want me to.”

“Yeah but would they really keep him from coming up here?”

“If I tell them to they will.” He put his hands on his hips and puffed his chest out like a superhero. I couldn’t help but crack a smile. He was trying to cheer me up.

“Well, if you think that will help, go for it. Thanks.” He gave me a wink and a smile and went to keep his word. As he talked to one of the security guys, I watched as he fumbled with a new gauze wrap for his busted knuckles. I suddenly felt guilty as hell because it was my fault those cuts were on his hand. Then I thought about that again. No, it wasn’t my fault, it was Adam’s. If he had kept his dick in his pants none of this would have happened. He and Gerard would still be friends and he and I would still be together and happy. I would be over at his stage watching him perform instead of on MCR’s stage. But as I glanced back over at Gerard, I realized how glad I was to be there at the moment. I honestly didn’t want to be anywhere else. I had yet to figure out why I felt the way I did about Gerard; what it was that drew me to him like a magnet. His looks were a given, but that had never been the biggest thing that attracted me to most people. I needed to see their personalities and who they were inside before their looks really got any of my real attention. I felt like everyone should feel the same way, but knew that most didn’t. Your physique is the first thing that is presented to someone, so naturally they are going to base their initial opinion of you on that. It’s all they have to go on if they haven’t yet spoken to the person. So I didn’t feel like anyone could honestly say that looks weren’t important because it’s all you have in the beginning. It’s what drives us to start talking to a person in the first place in most situations. Who wants to talk to ugly people? Really? So yes, Gerard was hot, but his behaviour towards me made him twice as fine in my eyes. Gerard came back over and pulled an empty chair up beside me.

“I don’t think Adam will be coming anywhere near you for a while.” I gave him a perplexed look.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I just told Jim all about what happened yesterday and he told me you didn’t have to worry about him bothering you while he was on duty.” I smiled.

“Thank God for Jim then.” Gerard nodded and wiped his forehead with his arm. It was really hot that day, and the sun wasn’t feeling shy at all as it beat down on us all. I hated summer.

“But there’s no telling what might happen later on.” Gerard gave me an “I’m sorry” look and frowned. I nodded and looked down at the floor.

“That’s exactly why I should just go down to Florida and see my sister for my vacation. The longer I stay around him the worse it could get. I just don’t understand why he’s being such an asshole when he was the one that fucked around on me. I honestly think if he were me he’d take himself back because he loves himself just way too much.” Gerard snickered and nodded.

“You’re probably right. It’s a shame isn’t it?”

“Yeah. The male ego can be such a bitch.” I huffed and looked out at the massive crowd of fans that had gathered in front of the stage.

“Well, not all of us are that way. You gotta give some of us credit.”

“I know. I do I guess, it’s just how I feel being in this situation. I’m sorry if I offended you.”

“You didn’t. I knew who you were referring to.” He shrugged and I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. God he was so beautiful. I suddenly forgot what we were even talking about. I could stare at him for days. Looking at him was like sex for my eyes. The kind of sex where you feel so dirty doing it but it feels too good for you to give a shit. That was Gerard. Sex on legs.

Bob walked past us and out onto the stage. We both looked at each other.

“Must be about that time,” I said, smiling at Gerard. He nodded and stood up to stretch. Screaming began in waves as the crowd listened to Bob bang around for a few minutes. Mikey, Ray and Frank came over to talk with Gerard. They did their ritual jumping jacks and huddled for a pep talk before taking the stage for yet another amazing show. I could have watched them play all day and night, but everything has to come to an end. Some thankfully, some tragically. I was about to encounter a little of both. The tragic one was MCR’s show ending for that day. The thankful one was my relationship with Adam. But I wouldn’t find out just how thankful I really was until later that night.

We returned to the bus without an Adam incident, and I was relieved as I plopped myself down on the sofa and curled my feet up underneath myself. Gerard went to take a quick shower so I thought I’d do some more reading while he was in there. Bob and Mikey started playing Guitar Hero yet again and Ray and Frank hadn’t even gotten to the bus yet. I thought I heard them tell Mikey they were going to hang out with another band or something for a while. When Gerard came out of the bathroom, I happened to glance up and see him slipping down the hall in nothing but a towel around his waist. I was jolted back to the dream I’d had the night before. The good part about Gerard anyway. The part where he didn’t have a shirt on. A surge of electricity shot through my body. A memory of him kissing me came floating through my mind. I smiled. A minute later, Gerard emerged from the bedroom in a pair of faded black jeans and a black t-shirt with the red lips from the Rocky Horror Picture Show poster on the front. He was threading a belt through the loops on his jeans and his stomach was exposed from his lifted shirt. It was one hell of a sexy view. He sat down next to me when he got his belt on and leaned over to look at my book. He was very close to my face with his own.

“What’s this?” He asked about my book. I was sure he was referring to its title, but I couldn’t resist messing with him.

“Umm, I think they call this a book Gerard.” I was being sarcastic and a little flirty. Gerard knew it. He looked over at me and then down to my lips, which were spread into a wicked smile. I could feel his breath on my mouth.

“Smartass,” he said, smiling and never straying his eyes from my lips.

“That’s me.” I looked down at his lips and almost audibly moaned. They looked so delicious. I wanted to know what it was like to really kiss him. Not just the closed-mouthed ones he had already given me. I wanted to feel the passionate wet ones I so enjoyed giving and receiving; like the one from my dream. I knew he wanted to kiss me too, but I didn’t want to do it in front of Bob and Mikey. Besides, he was driving me crazy with lust, and I’d end up raping him instead of just making out. But on second thought, you can’t rape the willing, can you?

“Wanna smoke with me?” He quietly asked suddenly, ripping me from my naughty thoughts.

“Sure,” I said, uncurling my feet and getting up. We walked outside and around to the front of the bus. I leaned on the large grill and lit up. Gerard leaned on the bus beside me and lit his cigarette too. Another kickball game was in play on the field beyond us. We stood there in silence for a few minutes just watching. Then I felt eyes roaming over me. I turned to see Gerard looking at me. He was squinting from the late afternoon sun in our faces, and his eyes were glowing as the light filtered through them from the side. They were breathtaking. I had to keep myself from gasping aloud. They were like radioactive caramel. He had a soft smile on his lips, and when I glanced down upon them, I couldn’t stop myself from leaning over to capture them. I closed my eyes and committed every taste, sound and reaction from Gerard to memory. I felt his hand cup my cheek and his body move closer to mine. He embraced me and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. His tongue dove deep into my welcoming mouth, and he tasted like cigarettes and heaven. I would have smiled if he hadn’t had such control over my lips. My hands found their way into his hair and my fingers tangled themselves in it. I felt his hands roam down to my ass and gently cop a feel. A quiet groan escaped my throat. Gerard sighed in response. His waist grinded against mine, and what I had only observed packed firmly into his jeans was now pressing against my pubic bone, growing with feral desire. After what seemed like an eternity, we finally broke apart from one another, breathless and extremely aroused. My lips were swollen and red from arousal and the endless kissing. Even Gerard’s lips were plumper. He wet them as they formed into a sexy grin meant just for me.

“Mmmm,” was all he could say, as he stared at my mouth. I smiled and quickly pecked him again. I hugged him, holding close to me the one person who had made me feel happy and whole again. I owed him so much. And I didn’t even know him! It was all so crazy and jumbled in my head, but I did know one thing for sure; he was fast making my heart his own. We stood wrapped in each other's arms for a while, watching the sun slip slowly down beyond the distant trees. I had my back in his chest and his arms wrapped around my shoulders.

"We have to leave tonight," Gerard suddenly said. At first I didn't know what he meant.

"What?" I asked.

"We've got to travel to the next venue."

"Oh. I thought you meant you and me."

"I did." He confused me even more. I furrowed my brow.

"You, me and the rest of the guys. The bus is supposed to leave around midnight." I nodded, fully understanding him this time.

"Where are we heading to?"

"I don't even know. It doesn't really matter. As long as you're there too, that's all I care about." I turned in his arms to look at him. He had such a serious look on his face.

"Gerard? Can I ask you something?" He just nodded. I took a deep breath, hoping what I wanted to say came out right.

"Umm...do you feel like we're moving too fast?" He looked from one of my eyes to the other intently. "I mean...well, I...I just broke up with Adam yesterday. And now...I'm here with you. And it just feels so right and beautiful. But I'm not sure if we should be doing it at all. Not that I don't want to because I really do. You're so sweet to me." I stroked my finger across his cheek and ran it over his lips. He kissed the tip of it and slightly smiled. "But everything happened so fast that I didn't know what to do but go along with it all." Nothing felt like it came out right. But I didn't know any other way to put it. I had such strong feelings for Gerard, but at the same time my heart was tattered by Adam. I was too confused to really decide what I should do and I hoped Gerard might have a way of explaining it all to me so I would be able to. Gerard looked down between us and clasped my hands with his.

"Listen, I don't want you doing anything you aren't comfortable with yet. That just wouldn't be right. Adam's behaviour was completely over the line. But if you're looking for my opinion, all I can say is that I think you should just follow your heart. It's really all any of us have." He gave me a reassuring smile and squeezed my hands. I smiled back and nodded, satisfied with his answer. All I had to do then was just make up my mind about what I truly wanted.
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