I was waiting for Gerard to get ready for the next performance. I was nervous to go on stage with him, though I've done it many times. Everyday I saw him my heart raced. I couldn't stay away from him. Sure on interviews we joked around about me and him sleeping together, but I wish it was a reality.
"You ready Frank?"
"Yeah just a sec."
I grabbed my guitar and went on stage.
We finished the concert and went backstage. People followed us and asked for pictures and autographs until we went in our dressing room.
"You seemed nervous out there. You sure you're ok?"
I was shaking.
"Yeah I'm absolutely fine. Why you ask?"
"You just seemed nervous. You're positive you're ok?" He stood up and walked over to me, his face near mine. I was blushing, hoping he wouldn't notice.
"Y-yeah I-I'm sure."
"Ok. "
We went back to the bus. I couldn't sleep that night. I was thinking about him.