"Ray!" I called from the front of the tour bus.
"What do you want Mikey?" He called back from the back of he bus.
"Will you let me straighten your hair?" I asked walking to the back.
"No Mikey," Ray answered with a sigh.
"Why?" I whined.
"Because Mikey, I don't like it when my hair's straightened and I want to mess with these guitar rhythms some more."
"But Ray you are always back here! Why can't you hang with us some more?"
Ray ignored my question and continued to play his guitar.
"Fine! Be that way!" I yelled stomping back to the front of the bus.
I got to my bunk and I climbed the ladder to it and laid in it.
"Did you get turned down again little Bro?" Gerard called as he walked up to my bunk.
I nodded my head against my unicorn pillow pet, Sparkles.
"Can I come up there with you?" Gerard asked.
I nodded my head again.
Gerard climbed on the ladder and pushed me towards the bus wall and came to llay next to me.
"You wanna talk about it?" He asked.
I shook my head no, "What good will talking about it do?"
"Well you could cry to your big brother and maybe I could help you."
"Well I don't wanna cry to you. I'm not a baby anymore."
"Then we can stick to the second option of me being able to help you."
I sat up in my bunk, with my back to the wall and looked down at Gerard, "It's just I keep trying to spend time with him Gerard, but he never wants to. He just wants to stay back there and work on guitar stuff. I'm beginning to think he doesn't like me."
"Mikey now you know that's not true. If any of us were to ask Ray to touch his Fro he would punch us in the face. And he doesn't seem annoyed with you, maybe he just isn't completely sure how he feels about you. Anyway me Frank are going out drinking and Frankkie thought it would be a good idea if you wanted to go."
"Sure Gee, it would help me forget about this."
"Did someone just call my Gee, Gee?" Frank screamed walking next to my bunk.
"I called My Brother Gee," I argued, laying on top of Gerard.
"Mikey! I know he is your brother, but he is my lover now get off him!" Frank yelled as he tried to pull me off Gerard.
"Guys... I'm very uncomfortable," Gerard said from underneath me.
"Sorry Gee!" I apologized, getting of my brother.
"Thanks Mikes," Gerard said, ruffling my hair.
"Hey!" I shrieked, "Don't mess up my hair!"
Gerard gave me a playful smile and hopped out of my bunk, "Yeah yeah, sorry Mrs. Way," Gerard joked, bowing to me.
"Haha your such a funny smartass!" I yelled to Gerard, jumping on him from my bunk.
Gerard caught me with a little trouble, but Frank came to help lift me.
"You guys make me feel fat," I commented.
"Then lay off the fucking sushi," Frank playfully said.
"Hey Frank, is your ass sore? You seem to be limping," I said shooting daggers at him.
I looked at Frank and his face was all red then I looked at Gerard and he was smirking.
"I win," I smiled.
Frank let out a sigh and helped Gerard as they both set me down, "Yeah, okay just hurry up and get ready," Frank said.
"I'm ready, but I need to go get my jacket from the back of the bus," I explained.
I walked back to the back of the bus and saw Ray was still playing around with his guitar. I grabbed my jacket from the chair I had left it on and turned to Ray.
"I love you..." I whispered.
Ray looked over at me and took off the headphones he was wearing, since he was playing with the guitar rhythm online, "You say something, Mikes?"
"Uh, yeah me and the others are going out drinking. Do you wanna go?" I asked, there was no way i would tell him I loved him.
"Sorry, not tonight," he answered turning back towards the computer screen, but not putting the headphones back on.
"Just like always..." I mumbled walking back to the front of the tour bus.
"You ready to go Mikes?" Gerard asked.
"Yeah!" I exclaimed to my brother, giving him a fake smile.
Gerard looked at me skeptically, but got distracted by Frank tugging on his arm.
"Gee! The taxi is here," Frank yelled.
Gerard grabbed my arm and begin dragging me out of the tour bus, "Don't you worry Mikes. Frankie and I will find you a nice guy to date!" He explained, smiling at me.
"That's easy for you to say Gerard..." I mumbled as I got in the back of he taxi.
"Did you say something?" Gerard asked as he got in beside me.
"I didn't say anything," I answered.
Frank got in beside Gerard and begin to cuddle with him, "It's been so long since we've gone out!" He squealed griping at Gerard's arm.
"I know my little Frankie, but you know we have been busy touring," Gerard said.
"Um... excuse me, but where am I taking you guys?" The taxi driver asked.
"To this place," Gerard said handing the man a piece of paper.
"Oh that place isn't too far from here," the taxi driver mentioned as he begin driving.
"Well the sooner we get there, the sooner we can have some fun," Frank said, smirking at Gerard.
"oh geez..." I mumbled leaning my head against the window.
Frank cuddled up into Gerard's chest and begin to purr.
"What are you, a cat?" Gerard asked.
"Meow," Frank said as he begin to lick Gerard's face.
"I don't suppose you could go any faster?" I asked the taxi driver.
"I'm afraid not..." the taxi driver mumbled as he continued driving.
"Well at least the bar is close by..." I said.
The driver nodded his head and continued driving.
I don't really wanna go out anymore. I wanna go back to the bus and hang with Ray... but Gerard wanted me to come, so I could get Ray off my mind. I guess I should try to have fun... and forget about Ray.
"Hey we're here," The driver informed us, pulling into a bar parking lot.
"Thank you!" I yelled, opening the taxi door and walking out of it.
I stepped into the cool night air and watched as Gerard helped Frank out of the taxi and as he did he pulled Frank into his chest, hugging him.
"Frank, you have to stay by me while we are in there. I don't want other boys to flirt with you. I'll get jealous and I don't think your little tosh can handle it if I'm jealous again," Gerard mumbled into Frank's ear, biting down on it afterwards.
When Gerard bit Frank's ear he let out a little moan and fell into Gerard's chest, "Of course Gee. I don't want another guy touching 's only meant for you."
"I'm leaving..." I mumbled walking away from Frank and Gerard.
I walked over to the club's door and walked into the dancing area, nearly chocking on all the smoke. The bar had a little stage where all the local bands were preforming and there were iron cages filled with dancing girls in skimpy clothing.
This really wasn't my scene, but I might as well get some drinks before I leave.
I walked through all the dancing bodies and made my way over to the bar area. I sat down at one of the stools and waved down one of the bar tenders.
"Um can I get a beer?" I called over.
"Me too," A voice said sitting in the stool next to me, "Don't worry sweetheart, the drinks are one me."
I looked over to see a very sexy guy smiling at me. He had black hair that looked a little like the beaver kid...what's his name again? Oh well, this guy looked way better. He had light blue eyes and he was really pale.
"Hi, I'm Sam," he said, giving me a huge smirk.
"Hi, Mikey," I said, smiling back at him.
"Well I'm glad I came over to talk to you, you're so much cuter close up then at a distance," Sam mentioned.
"I'm glad you did too, it's lonely drinking alone."
Just then the bar tender handed me and Sam our beers.
"Cheers?" Sam questioned as he held up his cup of beer.
I clinked my glass cup against Sam's and we both took a drink out of our beer.
"So what brings a pretty face like you here? Don't find any offense in this, but you don't seem like the type to come to a cheap bar like this," Sam said.
"Well I actually just came to join my older brother and his boyfriend. They're trying to help me get over my heartbreak, but when they make out in front of you it's kinda hard too," I explained.
"Oh sorry you got shoot down man, but don't worry. I'm sure you'll find another girl," Sam said looking away from me, with a sad expression on his face.
"It's not a girl who broke my heart," I begin to explain, "It was my best friend, but he never wants to spend anytime with me."
"Dude, so your gay?" Sam asked looking at me with a huge smile on his face.
"No, I'm actually bi. I have dated many girls before and I have been with a few other guys, but it hasn't ever worked out for me."
"Well at least I have a little shot," Sam said, winking at me, "Anyway wanna go dance?"
Sam grabbed my hand and dragged me over to the dance floor and led me to the middle where our bodies were pushed up close to each other. Sam lifted his arms in the air and got closer to me and begin dancing against my body.
"I love this band! My brother is actually the singer!" Sam yelled over the music.
"He has a really beautiful voice!" I yelled back.
"Thanks! I'll have to tell him you said that," Sam said as he went back to dancing.
Sam danced the whole time and I didn't really get into it until we were almost done dancing.
"Hey Mikey, I'm a little tired. Wanna go do some shots?" he asked pulling me off the dancefloor.
We went back over to the bar and sat at our seats and Sam waved the bartender down.
"A bottle of jack and two shot glasses!" Sam yelled.
The bartender nodded his head and grabbed out a full bottle of Jack and two shot glasses and brought them over to Sam and I.
"That all for you two?" he asked us.
"For now," Sam answered.
Sam sat one of the shot glasses near me and the other near him and opened the Jack bottle, pouring some Jack into both of our cups.
"Alright one three. one... two ..." but before Sam said three he downed his glass and gave me a seductive smirk.
"Hey! You didn't say three!" I yelled.
"Here let me make it up to you," Sam whispered seductively into my ear.
Sam grabbed my shot glass and drank the jack that was in it and grabbed the back of my head with his hand. He pulled my face into his and rested his lips on mine. When his lips were on mine, he opened his mouth and all the jack that was just in my cup was in my mouth. He pulled away and when he did I swallowed the jack and he smirked at me.
"You're a very good kisser."
"Thanks..." I mumbled.
I grabbed the bottle of jack and poured myself another glass and downed it quickly.
"Oh, someone wanna have a drinking contest?" Sam asked, amusement filling his voice.
Sam poured both of us another shot and we both downed it.
After about four more shots, I was feeling so fucking sick.
"Hey Sam..." I slurred, "... I... need to... to go home."
Sam looked at me and laughed, "Alright... I'll go... with you to get a taxi."
Sam got up from the bar stool and grabbed my hand, pulling me up from my bar stool.. He dragged me through all the dancing bodies and led me outside.
"Hey Mikey, can... I see your phone?"
I grabbed out my phone and saw I had five new messages and four missed calls. I ignored all of them and handed my phone to Sam.
After a minute he gave it back to me with a smile, "Call me... when you wanna have more fun."
I took my phone from Sam and slipped it back into my pocket. I looked at the parking lot and saw a taxi sitting in the parking lot.
"I'm... gonna go," I said to Sam.
He pulled me close to his body and gave me another kiss on the lips, "I swear you better... call meh."
I nodded my head and walked over to the taxi.
"Hey, can you drive... me um... shit... to my tour bus?" I asked stepping into the taxi.
"Yeah, since your brother asked me to wait out here for you. It's about time you got out here," the driver said, turning and giving me a friendly smile.
"Oh... shit... sorry man."
"Hey don't apologize It's nice to see you had some fun," The driver mentioned as he pulled out of the bar parking lot and begin driving down the road.
"Shit! my... fucking head," I mumbled.
The guy reached into his glove compartment and pulled out a packet of pills for me, "Here kid. They'll help with the headache, but you have to take them dry."
I opened the packet and dumped the pills into my mouth and swallowed them. I closed my eyes and tried to deal with my headache as the taxi driver drove me back to the tour bus.
While we were driving I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, the taxi driver had taken me from the back seat and was knocking on the tour bus.
"One minute!" Ray's voice called from inside the tour bus.
"My head..." I mumbled.
"Don't worry you'll be in your bed soon," the taxi driver said.
Ray answered the door with a towel around his waist.
"Hey," he said.
"I believe he belongs to you?" the taxi driver said to Ray with a smile.
"Oh," Ray said, as he grabbed me out of the taxi driver's arms and into his own, "Sorry about that. He can be a horrible drinker at times."
"Hey, not a problem. Anyway I'm gonna get going," The taxi driver turned to walk away and begin walking back to his taxi, but before he stepped into the driver's side he turned to me and winked.
Ray stepped into the tour bus with me and shut the door, "What was that all about?" He mumbled.
I glanced up at Ray and smiled, "Ray Ray! I'm home."
He looked down at me in disgust, "You smell."
"Well that's not very nice to say! Especially since I love you Ray!" I exclaimed, letting out a giggle.
"...How drunk are you?" he asked.
"I'm not that drunk anymore. You know I do love you Ray."
"Oh you mean you love me like a brother!"
"No... Ray I love you like how Gerard loves Frank..."
"That's ridiculous."
"But Ray it's true!"
Ray walked over to my bed and threw me on it, "Stop playing around!"
"Ray I'm not playing. I love you!"
Ray let out a sigh and looked me straight in the eyes, "I can't love a man and especially one that acts like a kid," he stated his tone ice cold.
"Ray..." I mumbled trying to speak.
He put his hand up to stop me, "You're just drunk. Go to bed and leave me alone."