Yo have an extra long chapter bc it's summer and I suck at updating

"Holy shit," Pete suddenly gasped as he was about to park his car in the schools parking lot again. "Fuck, he is hot." He continued while staring out of the window at his side, still clutching the steering wheel without making any other moves to park his car.

"What," Gerard asked a bit confused by Pete's sudden outburst and even more confused by how Pete clearly said 'he', or could he have heard completely wrong? Not wanting to take that risk and ending up insulting Pete, Gerard settled by asking; "Who? Where is she?"

Pete made a sound made up by a cough and gasp before turning to Gerard with a dreamy yet serious expression making Gerard sweat a bit.

"Him." Pete grabbed Gerard's face with his hands and turned him in that direction Pete had spotted the 'hot guy'. Gerard hadn’t missed how Pete had put pressure on 'him' as he corrected him, and it made Gerard wish he could be just as open with his sexuality as Pete seemed to be.

He let Pete guide his head even though he was not really comfortable with others touching his face or body in general.

"How come I've never seen this gorgeous god on our school before?" He heard Pete whisper in awe beside him as he stared at no one else than his brother, Mikey, who was currently leaning against his car and smoking like a chimney.

As he felt every colour drain from his face, Gerard started lowkey panicking inside his head. Pete could not develop a crush on his older brother, nope nopeti nope! Moreover, if Mikey was here, chain-smoking on his school's parking lot and most likely waiting for Gerard to appear, something had happened, and most likely something bad.

Mikey would never have picked Gerard up from school out of kindness nor free will. Never in a million years.

Feeling his heart slowly starting to speed up, Gerard managed to escape Pete's surprisingly strong grip before his panic transformed into a panic attack. Pete didn't seem to care seeing as he still hadn't managed to park his car nor moved his eyes away from Mikey motherfucking Way. How Pete even found Mikey attractive, or 'gorgeous' as he had described his older brother, was an unsolved mystery for Gerard, and thinking about it made Gerard nauseous and cringe.

He knew that he couldn't just sit in Pete's still running car and that he eventually had to step out of the comfortable and smoke scented purple Toyota, but he didn’t want to. He doesn't want to step into Mikey's white BMW just to be yelled at, insulted and made fun of. Gerard doesn't want to know what's happened so Mikey had to pick him up, he doesn't need nor want any family drama to stress about right now.

But- because there always seemed to exist a 'but' in Gerard's life, especially now, the thing is that he has to. Gerard knew that if he didn't step out of Pete's car sooner or later, Mikey would have found him eventually and that wouldn't have turned out pretty.

If there's something Mikey couldn't stand, it was waiting. Mikey waw not a patient person. Not at all.

"It's my brother," Gerard said after a while of trying to calm himself down and mentally preparing himself for meeting Mikey.

"He's 22 years old." He added, quickly glancing towards Pete only to see his face fall a bit. That was exactly what he had hoped for too, but not in any mean way. Gerard didn’t want to be like that girl in Clueless, he was not interested in Mikey or anything (which is good since incest is gross), but because he doesn't want Pete to be hurt by Mikey and his asshole personality. Maybe in an alternative universe where Mikey actually was nicer and gay (or any other sexuality where you like the same sex), he wouldn't mind Pete and Mikey being boyfriends.

Pete muttered a quiet 'shit fuck' under his breath, because yes- Mikey was hot as fuck, but he doesn't want to upset Gerard nor making him think he only befriended him because of his brother. Pete didn’t really care about the age difference, because hey - it was just a number. However, he actually wants to be Gerard friend. He is also in fact pretty lonely just like Gerard seemed to be before Pete decided to sit beside him in Mr. Toro's math class.

"I must probably go." Gerard said quietly, pouting a bit in a way that makes Pete want to go awe. The car door opened and Pete felt the cold air gush over him like an icey wind, but before Gerard opened it completely he turned to Pete with a smile on his face. "Pete, thanks for today, I really needed it."

Pete doesn't stop smiling even though he knows the hot guy who turned out to be Gerard's brother is off limits.

-

Gerard was already regretting stepping out of the purple car as he walked towards Mikey with unsure and heavy steps. Mikey was going to give him shit anyway for 'always being a slowpoke'. It was weird that Mikey hadn't noticed them sooner before Gerard had slammed the car door shut, but as he was walking closer to the car he gets it. Mikey is blasting Kiss from his car speakers and it appears that Mikey was also having his own inner conflict.

Coughing some to get his older brother's attention, Gerard tried his hardest not to run away like a dog with its tail between the legs. He has no idea how long Mikey has waited for him and he hopes with his finger crossed that it hasn't been too long. Yes, Mikey is an impatient person, but that doesn't mean it isn't good for him to wait a little. However, Gerard does not want a black eye either, so he keeps his mouth shut and swallows away the questions he's itching to ask.

Mikey dropped the half smoked cigarette to the ground and stamped on it a few times before he turned to Gerard with a half assed smile tugging at his thin lips.

"Yo, Gee-bro," He said as he pushed himself off the bonnet to greet his younger brother. Gerard didn't reply.

Sighing some, Mikey pushed away the blonde hair stands from his face cringing a bit at the greasy feeling. "Just get in the car." He sighed again looking at his younger brother for a few seconds.

Doing as he was told, Gerard let out the air he didn't knew he was holding as he buckled up. Even though it was Mikey's car, it was a nice car and the seats were extremely comfortable. The only thing he disliked was the strong smell of old weed, booze and other gross things he did not want to know. For all he knew Mikey could have had sex in the seat where he was currently sitting. Probably not though, Mikey was weirdly affectionate about his car.

Gerard jumped a bit as Mikey slammed the door on his side shut with an unreadable facial expression painted on. He didn't dare to look in Mikey's way nor to ask any questions, which lead to him squeezing his wrist and pinching himself with his nails out of the nervousness.

After Mikey had told him they were going to their father to live for a week, Gerard had tensed up even more than before. They were driving to their old house, in their old neighbourhood- to everything Gerard wanted to avoid.

It also didn't help with Mikey playing the same Kiss CD over and over again while loudly singing in his false voice to every song.

"Mikey," Gerard stopped himself before he let his annoyance take over what he was going to say. "Can you put on another CD which isn't Kiss?" He asked as calmly and innocently he could so Mikey wouldn't explode into a three hour rant why Kiss was good for the human soul and why I Was Made For Lovin' You should be USA's new national anthem.

If looks could kill Gerard would have died about 1.5 seconds ago. Whenever Gerard said something about Kiss that Mikey didn't like (or more like was to butthurt to listen) was actually one of the few times his older brother would show true emotion.

"And what do you want to listen to, oh mighty Gerard?" Mikey asked in a mocking tone, sending him another icy look before returning his eyes to the road.

"I have a Nazareth CD in my school bag?" He replied a bit unsure and wincing at the tone Mikey used towards him, again.

"Absolutely not!" Mikey almost yelled in an offended tone and judging by the way he clenched his fists around the steering wheel, Gerard thought he was about to rip it off and throw it on him.

Breathing heavy as if he just had run hundred kilometres, Mikey clenched his jaw as he started talking with disgust laced in every word he spoke between gritted teeth.

"Firstly are they most known for their song Love Hurts which is a fucking love song who also suck donkey ass." Gerard would have laughed at Mikey's seriousness if he hadn't known Mikey would most likely beat his ass for doing so. "Second, their singer, Dan McCafferty, sounds like a whiskey drinking cat and third, they sings about fuckin' Alcatraz!" Choosing to ignore the impressive amount of facts Mikey new about the band he seemed to loathe, Gerard sent him a confused look.

"Do you know what Alcatraz is or was, Gerard?" Shaking his head as a reply to his brother's question, Gerard saw Mikey shaking his head as if he was ashamed at Gerard's knowledge."

"Christ," Mikey muttered before sighing loudly. "It was a fucking prison, a prison where they put the worst of the worst. Supposedly it was impossible to escape seeing as the prison was placed on an island." Mikey stopped a bit to glance at Gerard. "And we don't want to listen to band who sings about prisons, do we, Gerard?" And with that Mikey pulled out a Kamelot CD which Gerard rolled his eyes at. Of course, it was something starting with a K.

-

An hour after driving with Mikey and his music taste, Gerard found himself sprawled out on his old bed, staring at one specific crack in his roof as Led Zeppelin's Led Zeppelin played on his record player in the background.

'Been dazed and confused for so long it's not true.'

Robert Plant's unique voice brought him back from staring unfocusedly on the crack as Dazed and Confused started to play.

Gerard felt his breath hitch a bit, as he repeated that one line repeatedly in his head so many times it was practically tattooed inside his brain.

It was just a simple line, some lyrics from a song written how many years ago, and who knows what Jake Holmes thought of when he wrote it and he had absolutely idea what Robert Plant thought it meant when Led Zeppelin covered it.

Still Gerard found himself utterly fascinated with it, he could relate to it on so many levels and thinking about it made him feel dazed in a comfortable. Sometimes it was alright for him to ponder over himself and his own inner conflicts without ending up hyperventilating. As much as he didn't like to think over everything that bothered him, Gerard couldn't let the problems take over either.

He had been dazed and confused for a long time now. He had been since he moved away from this place and now he was back, staring up at the white roof in his room and listening to the Led Zeppelin vinyl he had stolen from his father.

More than anything else, he felt so confused. Mikey had done a poor job in trying to explain why they had to stay at their father's for a week and he felt clueless when it came to his friends, or former friends. No one had tried to contact him ever since he broke up with him and after he moved to another state.

A knock snapped him out of his inner English essay, making Gerard push himself up from his really comfortable position on his bed with flower bedding. He knew it was his father seeing as Mikey did as he pleased.

"Come in," He yawned while kicking off his shoes, he knew how much of a clean freak his father was and sitting in his shoes was a huge nope in his father's eyes.

He wasn't wrong either as father stepped inside a few seconds later with something too familiar in his hands.

"Hey, Gerard." His father started with and immediately creating an awkward air around them. Coughing some, he threw the familiar object at Gerard's bed beside him.

"Nathan came by with that a few minutes ago; I asked him if he wanted to come in, but he was apparently in a hurry." And with that Donald left Gerard alone in his room along with his ex's denim jacket which Gerard had given him for his birthday.

How was that for an update, huh?

I'm sorry if you guys spot different verb tenses and stuff like that, I updated my Jimbert fic before this where I write in another tense and going over to this form is so weird,,, Lmao if you check out my jimbert fic I'd be happy af #shameless self promotion

I also deleted my old rant book and made a new one, so check out that if you'd like to know what's happening in my life and yeah,,

Oh! I was accepted into the school i want to go and I'm so relieved! ♡

I want to change username bc this one is cringey af and ppl who don't know who marilyn manson is, might think I like Charles manson the serial killer,

Btw I'm probably going to update my 30 challenge sooner or later so yeah, go read that if you like Smut lmao,,

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