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I Am Not Afraid To Walk This World Alone (Finished!)
Story published September 4, 2011 · updated September 30, 2011 · completed · 53 pages · 1,530 readers · 11,261 reads
7 - My Perfect Rom
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7 - My Perfect Romance

I lay in Gee's arms, thinking about the perfection of the last hour. That was until we heard the guys coming the front door.

"Shit! They aren't supposed to be home yet!" Gee and I jumped up, threw our clothes back on and walked downstairs. Not at the same time obviously, we aren't stupid. I went into the sitting room where all the guys were sitting.

"Oh hey Carey, I thought you and Gerard were going out today?" Mikey asked

"Not until later, how was basketball?"

"It was good." Mikey looked pleased with himself.

"What's up with him?" I asked Frank Ray and Bob

"He pulled." Frank said, not looking up from the magazine he was reading.

"Mikey? Who?" I loved gossip, this was just too perfect

"She's called Alicia and I haven't pulled, she just happens to be a guitar tech, she's offered to help me out."

"You don't play the guitar, what help would a guitar tech be?" Gee walked in and looked at Mikey with raised eyebrows

"She knows a bit about the bass too..."

"I used to help you out with your bass, am I surplus to requirements now?" I asked, my facial expression pretty much matched Gee's.

"No, I mean, she won't be able to help me out on tour will she?" Mikey actually looked upset at this. I was sure there was more to this than he was letting on.

"Alright, speaking of your bass, and all of your instruments for that matter, we need to get them ready, you have rehearsals in a few days." I gestured towards the basement.

"And me?" Gee looked at me

"Go get something to aid your vocals, I don't know, instruments are my forte, not vocals! I won't be long, we'll go out at 7 yeah?" He nodded at me and I smiled back at him then ran down to the basement with Frank, Ray and Mikey. We got our instruments out and were about to start our warm up jam when Bob found my sheet music on his snare drum.

"What's this?" He asked

"Oh, some old notes and stuff, don't worry about them." I said, plugging in my bass. I began to play a little riff and the others joined in.

"Man, I need to re-tune this..." Frank said shaking his head.

"And that is why we're here, when was the last time you actually played that?" I asked

"A few weeks ago, I think?" 

"Exactly." I grabbed his guitar and began to tune it. After a few minutes I handed it back to him. "Try that."

"Thank you, I owe you one."

"If I had a cent for every time you said that, I'd be a millionaire." I said dryly. I put down my bass and walked over to the piano. I played for a bit and the guys joined in. It took a while to sort out everyone's instruments so I went back upstairs and left them to pack up. I checked my phone and saw that it was nearly 8 o'clock. I was supposed to be going out for dinner with Gee an hour ago, I'd got so carried away playing that I forgot! I ran up to my room, changed  in double quick time, smoothed down my hair, grabbed my shoes and turned to run downstairs. I looked into Gee's room as I went passed and saw that the TV channels kept changing. I gently pushed open the door and saw Gee sitting on his bed, still unmade from earlier.

"Gee?" I said quietly. He didn't look up. "I'm really sorry! I lost track of the time, I did ask the others to remind me but you know how much they suck at it." I looked at him, I could feel the tears welling up. I couldn't cry, I've never cried. Wait, I take that back. I've cried once. At Gee and Mikey's grandma's funeral. But I'm pretty sure that no one saw that. And I digress. "Come on Gee, it's not too late to go out!" I said desperately

"You forgot didn't you? Don't lie."

"What? No! I'm not like that, you know that!" These tears were gonna fall any minute.

"It's too late anyway." He still was looking at me. And these bloody tears.

"Did you really want to go out somewhere fancy? That's not you Gee." You know that song by Bullet For My Valentine? Tears Don't Fall? It just sums up what the next few minutes could become.

"That's not the point." He was cracking. But I still couldn't shake the tears, they wanted to fall. It was beyond a joke.

"Where do you want to go, I'll drive." I held my hand out at him. For a moment he didn't move but then he looked up at me.

"Don't even think about crying. Because if you do, I might." He smiled and stood facing me. I felt a tear fall. Those bitches. Gee wiped it away with his thumb and then lead me downstairs. We left the house without a word to the others. He drove, despite my insistence. We ended up going to Pizza Hut and getting a takeout, since everywhere else was either shutting or fully booked. Once we'd got our pizza we decided to drive and find somewhere to eat it. The only problem with that was you should never go out late at night in Essex County, New Jersey, under any circumstances. When we were kids I had to be home before it got dark, even though I was usually over Mikey and Gee's, which was like, three blocks away. We eventually ended up in the mall parking lot we had had our first 'date' in. We ate our pizza and talked for what seemed like an age.

"I've realized something Gee."

"Yeah, and what would that be?"

"We suck at 'dating'."

"How? We're on a date now aren't we?"

"Yeah, in a mall parking lot, eating a takeout pizza." 

"I'm failing to find a problem with that. The way I see it, as long as we're together, it doesn't matter where we are." He smiled at me and carried on eating. I looked at the last slice of pizza and pushed the box over to Gee. He picked up the pizza and tried to get me to eat it.

"No, I'm totally not hungry!" I said, covering my mouth

"Come on, do you want to waste this perfectly good piece of pizza?"

"If it's perfectly good then why don't you eat it?"

"...Nope, I have no comeback. Score one to the ginger." He said, pushing a strand of my hair behind my ear. He put the piece of pizza back in the box. "We'll give it to Frank, he lo-" I wasn't arsed about what the end of the sentence was, so I kissed Gee to shut him up.

"When you guys are on tour, we should totally go out and buy a burger or pizza, find a deserted parking lot, and just chill." I suggested

"Sounds like a plan to me, but at some point I have to take you out properly."

"Why? Not that long ago you said it didn't matter where we were as long as we were together."

"What sort of guy doesn't take his girlfriend out for dinner at least once?"

"You. Because maybe the aforementioned girlfriend would rather eat a take out in a parking lot than dress up fancy." I shrugged innocently


"Yeah." I looked down at my phone and saw what time it was "We should probably go home, we've been out for like three hours!"

"Time flies when you're having fun!" Gee turned on the engine and we drove home. When we got to the house was dark, the other guys had gone to bed. We ran upstairs, trying not to make a sound. We stood on the landing and I kissed Gee goodnight. I was just about to turn and go to my room when Gee grabbed my wrist. I spun around to face him and he pulled my towards his room. I smiled and followed him, he kissed me and then shut the door.

If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about.