The Hardest Part...{Gerard Way}...Chapter Six

I could only imagine what Kelly and Scott, especially Scott, were telling Gerard about. I kept hearing the odd muffled snicker, making me even more curious than I already was.
I pulled my black tee over my head and threw it somewhere on the messy floor. I walked over to my closet and began scanning through the group of tops all smushed together. I wasn't even really thinking about my shirt. I was thinking about Gerard. I had been really mean to him before. I wish I could just know when to keep my mouth shut. That was one of those times that little skill would've been handy.
I grabbed my black halter top and quickly put it on. I went over to my dresser and picked up my black eyeliner pencil that I had forgotten to put back in my make up bag-surprise. I stared at my face in my vanity mirror. With as much precision as I could muster at the moment, I thickly lined my eyes and smudged it in. I put on an extra layer of deodorant, just to satisfy Kelly, because personally, I thought I smelled just dandy. I looked myself over in the mirror once more.
I didn't want to do this. I'd rather stay at home, lying on the couch with a blanket, eating some sort of fattening chocolaty treat and watching the Grease movie that was on ABC tonight. Instead, I was going to some random party with my best friend, her husband and my sexy, uncanny art teacher that was surely out to get me.
I studied myself a little longer before my thoughts were interrupted with a sudden knock on my bedroom door that nearly made me jump out of my skin.

"Holy sh-come in," I gasped, more than a little startled.
The door opened a crack, and to my surprise, a lacy red thong was slipped through. Correction, my lacy red thong.
Oh my god-Scott.
"You shouldn't leave your underwear lying around the house," this voice definitely was not Scott's, "They don't match anything."
It was indeed, in my utter horror, Gerard.
"Um, uh, th-th-thanks," I replied shakily, and snatched my panties up quickly. I heard his quiet footsteps go down the hall and new, heavy ones proceed. Kelly pushed the door open all the way, near smashing me in the face, but lucky for me, I have the reflexes of a cat. Kelly stared at the thong that I was still holding and let out a loud, heaving laugh.
"This isn't funny, Kelly. This is embarrassing. I can't believe you would do that," I spat at her angrily like sharp word nails.
She managed to put her laughter to a halt for a moment to respond.
"I didn't do anything. You're the one that left your knickers out on parade on your coffee table, 'cause you're too lazy to put your clothes away, which would explain this disaster that you call your room. Gerard simply brought them to you. Scott and I just watched. It was quite entertaining to watch his reaction when he accidentally touched your undies while reaching for the television remote."
And she began laughing again.
My hands were getting sweaty at the nervous thought of it all. I sighed and dropped the thong on my neatly made bed.
"Did you guys say anything?" I asked in all seriousness.
Kelly scrunched up her nose and scoffed.
"Nooo."
"Honestly, Kel?" I asked a second time, knowing that she was lying. When she lies, she makes the stupidest face in reply, and she doesn't even know that she does it.
"Okay, fine. But we just were talking about meaningless shit-just for fun, no need to worry," she replied with a grin. I knew that that was all I was gonna get out of her.
I was going to interject and call her a not-so-nice name but she stopped me just in time, grabbing my arm with considerable force and pulling me.
"You better be all done getting ready, we're going, now," she stated as she dragged me down the hall and into the living room. Scott and Gerard were sitting across from each other on the two couches in an awkward silence.
My face flushed a warm red as soon as Gerard's eyes darted to mine, as if to ask, "Are you wearing them?" referring to my red thong. I quickly looked away and headed for the front door. I slipped on my black pumps and grabbed my purse off the counter. I stood impatiently waiting for Gerard and Scott to get off the couch, and for Kelly to stop being annoying and just put on her damn shoes.
"Don't you tap your toe at me," she said and slowly glided over, making me even madder as she was just doing this in mock.
"You were rushing me 'cause I was going too slowly, and now you're the slow one," I muttered.
Kelly sighed as she put on her orange Converse and daintily tied them up.
Gerard got up off his spot on the couch and came over to where Kelly and I were still standing. Gerard gave me a lighthearted grin. That one little grin made my stomach instantly feel tingly; the smile that perfectly showed off the little beauty mark that was under his right eye. I gave him a smirk back, but it just happened like that, I didn't try to smile. My lips got the best of me.
Scott finally dragged himself over to the door and tugged on his beat up, brown Etnies shoes.
"Mmkay, is everyone ready?"
We nodded in response.
"Alright then, let's get outta here," Scott said, and grabbed the car keys off the counter. Scott, Kelly and Gerard all went out the door and I locked it behind them and followed. Gerard was lagging behind me. We all began walking towards the elevator, when I felt a sudden tap on my butt. I spun around in surprise and saw Gerard shoving his hands in his pockets. He looked up at me.
"Oops," he mumbled.
I turned around and pressed the button on the elevator. It came up and the doors screeched open.
"Down we go," Kelly chimed as we all stepped into the shady looking elevator once more.
He may not like how I am with art, but he seems to like my ass.
Oh, a butt tap. Oo la la...[Results + Youtube vids] xX
Thankyou for reading. The next chapter will be the party. Don't forget to rate and message, darlings ♥


Now, some videos.


A video of alcoholic Gerard (I know he's sober now :D) from LOTMS:



And this video doesn't have Gee in it, but it's Mikey and Bob and it's fucking hilarious!


LMFAO at Bob's embarassment and Mikey being an instigator.