Runaway With Me

Drunken Hallucinations

(Gerard's P.O.V)

Without a second thought, I put my clothes back on.

Frank did too.

"What's wrong?" He asked me.

"What do you mean what's wrong? Mikey clearly just walked into this room, no fifteen year old should have to walk into a room to see their big brother getting a freaking blowjob." I sighed and fell onto the bed.

"Come on Gerard, it's not the end of the world. He'll get over it." He didn't seem bothered at all, I think he was just too happy to care.

"I guess, how the hell am I gonna go up there and face him though!?" I asked.

"Just do it Gerard, I'll come with you. Come on." He stood up and headed for the stairs.

"Uh, Frank. You may wanna clean your hand and face, that's the last thing Mikey needs to see. Oh and while you're at it, clean my damn carpet!" I shouted, remembering the carpet was also dirty.

"No way, it's your 'mess' you clean it," he said, wiping his face and hands with a napkin.

"Well yeah, but you caused it. Now get it cleaned, you have a napkin in your hand anyway."

He sighed and did what I asked him, before chucking the dirty napkin in the bin.

"Thank you, now come on." We both walked up the stairs.

My heart was racing, I did not want to face Mikey.

I took a deep breath before I knocked on the living room door.

"M-Mikey? Can I talk to you please?" I said quietly.

"Frank, stay here and keep Lola company." I kind of pushed him into the living room as Mikey came walking out.

I walked through into the kitchen, Mikey followed me.

When I finally looked up at him, he looked kinda horrified.

"Mikey, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been doing anything like that with you in the house."

Hands down, this was the most awkward conversation in the history of conversations.

"Uhh, it's fine Gerard. Just keep your voice down next time," he said, grinning.

"Oh god, I'm so embarrassed right now. Just don't tell mom and dad," I pleaded, if my parents found out, they would kill me.

"Don't worry Gerard. You're little secret is safe with me." He started laughing.

"This is your karma Gerard, for being an asshole in front of Lola." He was the one having fun out of my misery now.

"I guess, now come on. You better get back to your girlfriend before Frank panics infront of her and freaks her out." I chuckled and we both walked back into the living room.

Frank was sitting on the edge of the couch, as far away from Lola as possible, she looked terrified.

"Hm, looks like we're too late Mikey." I laughed and pulled Frank off of the couch.

"Come on you, I'll make you some coffee." We both walked into the kitchen.

"No thanks Gerard, I don't want coffee," Frank said to me before I switched the kettle on.

Wow, Frank not wanting coffee? Something's wrong here.

"Oh, are you okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired and you know, upset."