Nick

Gerard never considered himself much of a people person but the atmosphere of the grungy club was near addicting. The bright lights and stench of hard liquor and sweat was noticeable even outside the building and the familiar smell never failed to bring a smile to Gerard's face. While most people showed up to take someone home, Gerard was simply there for the attention. He was considered a regular there. All of the workers and dancers there knew him.

Entering the club, he felt high already. No doubt, there was someone smoking something illegal somewhere in the building but that wasn't what got to him. It was the club as a whole that was addictive.

The first person to Greet him was the regular bouncer. His name? Gerard had no fucking clue but they were a strange kind of friends where names didn't matter. After their scheduled "Hey," and "Hi"s were exchanged Gerard made his way towards the bar.

The fancy bottles of displayed alcoholic caught Gerard's attention first even before Taylor who played mock-offended when Gerard greeted the new bottles instead of him with an exaggerated "Oooh new booze!"

"Well hello to you also, Gerard." Taylor rolled his eyes as her wiped a medium sized cocktail glass and sat it down on the counter.

Gerard put on one of his signature smiles, the ones that made you question his soberness and your sexuality all at once. Many described him as charming, others as a whole but in Gerard book they were both complements from outsiders that couldn't possibly understand him.

"Hello, Taylor, my most favorite bartender of them all." Gerard said with theatrical enthusiasm, tossing his head back as he spoke the sing-song-words.

Taylor tried his best to look unimpressed but his grin forced it's way through anyways. "Whatever, you drunk."
Gerard giggled, "You know you love me though!"

Taylor didn't fight against him only shaking his head fondly, "Doesn't everyone?"

Gerard nodded proudly and sat up straight with his back nearly arched to see behind Taylor. "But you know I have a very special place in your heart. . ." He said absentmindedly looking at the assortment of drinks.

"Uh-huh." Taylor said looking concerned and pouring sparkling water instead of beer for a girl who looked too drunk to stand, though she didn't seem to notice after thanking him. "You gonna order something or just sit there way?" Taylor joked looking back to Gerard.

"I want whatever's in the red and gold bottle." Gerard decided.

"Maybe try please." Taylor said.

"Please shut up and get me drunk." Gerard said grinning like a madman.

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The drinks came and went, all down Gerard's throat eventually between the blabbing and random giggles. His brain felt like a fucking cloud, nothing was fully registering and he loved it.

Taylor was busy with another customer leaving Gerard lonely for about two minutes too long. He sighed and rolled his eyes at Taylors short absence and went to stand up. It was obviously a bad idea, the quick movement caused his vision to blur. . .

"Woah there,"

Gerard's eyes were squinted, he didn't recognize the voice and the hand on his back was suddenly terrifying.

"Who-Who're you." Gerard slurred.

"My names, Nick. . . You alright?"

"I'm fucking amazing." Gerard replied. He flicked the guys—Nick's  hand away and went to stand again, this time successfully.

"You should have some water, or-"

Gerard shook his head, "Thanks, but i'm fine."

"You're drunk." Nick said concerned.

Gerard turned to look at his again with squinting eyes he was sure he'd never met this guy but something made him want to believe that he has. . . then again he was drunk so his memory wasn't the best.

"It's a bar. Everyone is drunk, man."

"Yeah but-"

Gerard smiled "Look, you're sweet and all but I've got a boyfriend and we're pretty committed,"  Gerard started with a half-accidental, flirtatious smirk.

Nick looked confused for a moment but then his eyes bulged as what Gerard was saying registered.

"No! I'm not trying to t-take advantage of you or anything I just wanted to make sure that you were fine,you know? So that no one else could." Nick explained in a rush.

Gerard smiled at him as he rushed out his words as in he was front row for a play. Nick's cheeks were bright red and he kept his gaze downward like an embarrassed child.

"I'm not gonna get taken advantage of, sugar, I practically live here no one would let that happen to me." Gerard said confidently. He could practically feel Taylor's eyes on him every few second, making sure that Nick didn't do anything he shouldn't.

"Oh," Nick said, still blushing quite furiously.

"You don't come to bars very often do you, Nick." His words were sweet and soft due to the alcohol, he was slightly baby-talking Nick trying not to be too pushy.

"I. . . No, I don't." Nick admitted. "Not since I was younger. . . I-Is it that obvious?" He chuckled.

Gerard nodded slowly, the movements making his head swirl. "Yeah, you're like a virgin on a porn set." Gerard giggled.

Nick smiled too, "Awful comparison."

"M-My comparison was fucking awesome." Gerard said to himself mostly. "Why are you here anyways?" He asked, this time to Nick.

"I've got a friend who's got a gig at the little venue up the street."

Gerard took a moment to think about where the hell he was in the first place before he thought of what was surrounding.

"Small? That place holds 500!" Gerard said.

Nick shrugged, "Thats small for him at least. He's had shows with more."

"Well your friend must be fucking famous then." Gerard said.

"He doesn't like that word, but yeah I guess so. I'm really proud of him for coming this far." Nick smiled.

Gerard nearly rolled his eyes at Nick, was way to nice to be in a place like this.

"You should get him to play here sometime." Gerard suggested.

  Nick scrunched up his nose. He didn't want to be rude so he kept his thoughts to himself, through his facial expression said enough.

"Oh what?" Gerard slurred with a grin, "Mr. Famous too good for this dirty old club?"

"No, no, no!" Nick said, "He just- his manager would never set that up. Not saying that thus isn't a nice place 'cause it is."

"No offense taken, this definitely isn't the first place a manager would want to book their puppet."

Nick chuckled at how Gerard blurted out little insults without a care.

"You should come and see him today or another time, he's got a bunch of shows booked in Jersey right now."

Gerard sweetly declined, making up some believed excuse as to why he couldn't just go to his friends'  gig anywhere else instead of telling the truth. Because telling someone that explaining to your boyfriend why you're going somewhere out of the ordinary with out getting him paranoid and upset is virtually impossible is tiring.

"Fuck," Nick said in the middle of some overly kind sentence that Gerard could barely hear or understand.

"Wha-?" Gerard asked.

"My friend, his show is staring soon, i've gotta get going."

"Oh" Gerard said. Even though most of what Nick had told him in the past few minutes was a quiet hum in the back of his head he quite enjoyed the fresh company.

"So um, I'll see you." Nick said awkward.

"Only if you come back here sometime." Gerard said hopefully.

"Yeah- Yeah sure." Nick said happily. "Bye now, Gerard!"

"See you, Nick." Gerard waved. He smiled softly and hopped that he still remembered all of this in the morning since he was already beginning to forget the mans name.

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a/n: i guess lied about the chapter lengths i guess they'll vary

i'll start being more active with this story i kind of just wanted to see if you all actually wanted it or not? idk bye

-serrae