I had to hold onto the door frame to keep from passing out. My face turned blood red as I took in the fact that my favorite band was standing in my hallway... and that I had just indirectly called them stupid and awkward. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I said. Everyone smiled.
"It's okay," Gerard said, "I'm Gerard, by the way."
"I now. I'm Ever," I said, extending my hand. He ignored it, pulling me into a hug instead. It caught me off guard but I didn't hesitate to return it. I got hugs from Ray and Frank, too, but Mikey just shook my hand.
"It's nothing personal; he's just awkward," Gerard whispered to me. I smiled.
"So, uh, I'm guessing you like our music?" Frank said.
"Yeah," I replied, realizing it was still blasting in my room, "Oh, I should probably go turn that off now." I went back in my room for a split second to cut the music.
When I came back out, my dad said, "Well then, why don't we all go downstairs now." We walked into the dining room and sat at the table. Gerard was next to me and my dad was across from me. After a few minutes of listening to my dad go on and on about whatever, we were all bored out of our minds. Gerard took out his phone and started texting under the table. He was very good at hiding it, but I still noticed. He suddenly looked up at me and handed me his phone.
He had typed out "wanna hang out after this?"
I typed back "sure ;)" He smiled and put his phone back in his pocket. I looked up and said, "Dad." he looked at me and I shot him a you're-boring-the-hell-out-of-us look.
"Sorry," he said, "I guess I'll shut up now." I snickered.
Gerard said, "Actually, we were all gonna go out, if you don't mind."
"Oh, well then, go ahead. I guess I can't really give you a curfew," dad replied, getting up from the table and going upstairs to his office. The guys all got up and started walking toward the front door.
"Wait!" I said, "I have to go change. You don't expect me to go out like this, do you?"
Gerard looked me over and said, "You look fine."
"Funny joke," I said, running upstairs. I changed out of my skinnies and sweatshirt into jean shorts with tights, an MCR shirt, a boyfriend blazer, and Converse. I walked back downstairs. The guys' eyes widened and I gave then a weird look. We all went out to Gerard's car, I sat in the back between Ray and Frank. "So where are we going?"
Frank shrugged and said, "Just this cool bar we always go to."
"I'm only 19," I pointed out.
"So what? I'm only 20," said Frank. I tried to relax but the thought of getting arrested kept popping into my mind.
Soon we pulled up in front of a small bar that wasn't too crowded. Seeing the giant bouncer standing out front, I got even more nervous than I had been before. I have a feeling this isn't going to go well...
