And This Love That Is Waycest
A/N: This is my first fanfic ever and I would greatly appreciate NO HATER COMMENTS. YOU HATE, YOU DIE(: love you!(:
Chapter One
GPOV
I hate myself. I hate myself for feeling like this. I can't stand how inhuman I am. I can't bear to look at him. He's too beautiful and I'm a monster for feeling the way I do towards him. I'm a terrible person. Why him? Why do I have to be in love with him? Him of all people! There's so many other people I could love but my heart chose him! I'm a fuckup. He could never love a guy like me. Never ever ever! I know I can never have him. How could I have ever fallen in love with my own brother? It's not right, it's incest. It's...it's...an illegal act that's frowned upon by the human race! I can't tell anyone, especially him. If anyone finds out, I know they'll have me put away in a madhouse. But...I think at least he should know. Him. The guy I'm in love with. My brother. Michael James Way. Even his name sounds beautiful. HE'S beautiful. His perfect dark brown hair falling in front of his even more perfect hazel eyes that are hidden behind those glasses of his. He's like an angel-like? No. He IS an angel! I want-no-need him so much. He will never realize how much I love him and that I would do anything for him and protect him from anything and anyone. I need to tell him. I have to tell him...but I can't...I mean, I don't know if I can...
Absentmindedly, I walk up the two flights of stairs to his room, and knock on the door.
"Mikey?" I call softly.
"yeah?"
"I need to talk to you. Can I come in?"
"yeah."
I open his door a little and peek my head in. His walls are full of posters of his favorite bands to pictures of him and his friends. There's one picture that particularly stands out to me. It's a picture of him and I. My arm is around his shoulders and his arm around my waist. I remember that picture. It was taken five years ago at a family picnic. In the corner of his room is his bed, which is messed up, and it holds Mikey sitting crisscross with a notebook in his lap, and he's writing something. There's a whole shitload of comic books on his floor, too. I wonder what he's writing...
I walk over to his bed and he snaps his notebook shut as if he didn't want me to see what he was writing in it. He pats the spot on his bed next to him telling me to sit down.
"Mikey?" I say quietly.
"Hm?"
"I...I..love..you..."
"Love you too, bro. Is that why you came up here? To tell me you love me?"
"Well...yes, but no. Listen, I wanted to tell you that I love you...more than I should... I love you in that romantic way that I shouldn't... I..I just can't keep it a secret any longer... And I know that this can never work and you will never love me the way I love you and I ju-"
Just then I was interrupted by Mikey pulling me into a kiss, crushing our lips together. He pulls away and starts blushing immediately. I look at him with a shocked look on my face...did that really just happen?
MPOV
I'm just sitting here. On my bed. Doodling in my notebook. I've been solost in thought, I didn't even realize what I was drawing. I was doodling Gerard's name with hearts all around it. I am in love with him. It's wrong, I know, but I just can't help it. He's so beautiful. Even his name is gorgeous. Gerard Arthur Way. Wow...he's so amazing. I love the way his greasy black hair falls in front of his gorgeous hazel eyes.
After a while of doodling, I hear a soft knock at my door.
"Mikey?" Gerard's voice calls quietly.
"Yeah?"
"I need to talk to you. Can I come in?"
"Yeah."
He opens the door and pops his head in and looks around my room, as if to make sure it's safe or something. I continue to doodle without thinking. Something seems to have caught Gerard's eye. I try to find what he's been looking at, and it was a picture of him and I at a family picnic five years ago. Gerard was 13 and I was 11. His arm was around my shoulders and my arm around his waist. I wish I could go back to that moment.
Gerard walks in and I snap my notebook shut before he can see what I was doodling. Why was he in my room? He never comes in here. I pat the spot next to me on my bed for him to sit down.
"Mikey?" He says softly.
"Hm?"
"I...I..love..you..."
"Love you too, bro. Is that why you came up here? To tell me you love me?"
"Well...yes, but no. Listen, I wanted to tell you that I love you...more than I should... I love you in that romantic way that I shouldn't... I..I just can't keep it a secret any longer... And I know that this can never work and you will never love me the way I love you and I ju-"
I was shocked at what he was saying. Without thinking, I pulled him into a kiss, pressing our lips together. I pull away and I feel my cheeks getting hotter as I blush more and more. Gerard looks shocked, his mouth slightly open. Did I really just do that?
"Gee...do you mean that?"
"Yes, Mikes, I do. I really do love you."
"I-I love y-you too..." my voice breaks because I'm both shocked and happy at the same time. Gerard lays down on my bed and I can't help but smile and lay with him, my head resting on his chest and his arm around my shoulder. Gerard must've fallen asleep because I can hear him taking deep breaths in and out. Oh my god he's so adorable! After a while I fell into a deep sleep, dreaming about unicorns and rainbows.
A/N: until next time, my pretties^_^ R&R! greatly appreciated:3
