Unitl I Break

Reaching the front of the bus Gerard slung Seville, still bound by the blankets, into the corner of the l shaped sofa, where he had previously been sitting, and took a seat beside her still leaving her legs on top of his.
In a matter of seconds Gina, Jack, Claire, and Frank were back in the front of the bus and Frank was complaining the Seville had stolen his cheetos…. “I don’t know what your talking about Frank, I’m not eating any cheetos….nope uh huh….” She said popping one into her mouth and throwing one into Gerard’s.
“Gee make her give me back my cheetos!!!” he shouted like a little girl having a temper tantrum, Gina laughing her ass off.
“I don’t see any cheetos Frank….sorry, maybe Jepha has seen them? Jepha you see any cheetos?” Gerard asked passing the bag around Frank’s grabbing hands.
Sticking his entire head into the bag, and removing it with a mouthful of cheetos, “No deedos in herr, dorry Rank,” Jepha said nearly choking on his own laughter and the cheetos melting down his throat as he passed the bag to Jack who poured the remainder into his mouth.
Gina, done laughing at Frank’s expense decided to capitalize on the moment. Grabbing Franks hand and pulling him to the back of the bus she said, “don’t worry Frankie baby, I’ve got something so much better than cheetos,” grabbing his head and pulling him into a passionate kiss. Frank caught on quickly and returned the saliva vigorously as he brought his body closer to Gina’s and walked her backwards into the bunk room, tightly securing the door behind him.
The room was in an uproar of dick comments, “looks like someone’s not sleeping much tonight!” and that sort of thing ringing out from Bert, Jepha, Jack, and the rest of the crew on the bus, all of whom with the exception of Claire, Gina, and Seville, were male.
“Wow.” Seville said stunned. “who knew cheetos were such a powerful aphrodisiac?”
everyone shrugged in agreement and continued their previous conversation on the hazards of falling amps, apparently generated by one of Jack’s tattoos that had the wicked witch of the west’s feet hanging out from under an amp to commemorate a near “death” experience. And one tattoo after the next and so on and so which lead into battle wounds and scars. After having listened to all the guys drone on about their tattoos, which she was supposed to have gotten with Candace (who went without her) she was glad she could contribute to the scar stories. Her personal favorite was the time she attempted to ride her bike across a tree limb that had fallen over a ravine in the woods near her house. She really did miss that bike, but the worst was having had to have three or four surgeries to fix her leg in the prime of summer. And her story pretty much ended conversation granted the one-up manship of society, it was hard to top. Likely they had pulled into a rest stop to gas up and to walk around for a few.
Bert was the first one off the bus; even as it was parking he was shouting something about, “YES! No. 2 number 2!!! Finally number 2!” As he ran off in the direction of the rest rooms of a rest stop somewhere in northwestern New York. Frank and Gina emerged from the back as well; they must have realized the sudden silence on the bus and decided that it would be safe for them to come out.
“Come with me,” Gina said grabbing Seville’s hand.
“Ugh, GGGNAA, I’m comfy, don’t make me move,” Seville said pulling her body into Gerard’s via a tight hug.
“Come on Seville you gotta move sometime or your legs are gonna get atrophy and you’ll never move again! Please?!” Gina begged.
Seville looked up into Gerard’s eyes as her head remain on his chest, reluctantly, “Fine,” but before she had left to grab her hoodie from the bunks Gerard had bent down pausing just before he brought his lips against hers. The sweet kiss sent tingles through Seville’s body though it was all lip and no tongue, she wanted the moment to last forever; Gerard to but he pulled away and said, “hurry back…” as she got up got a sweater and ran out the door Gina pulling her along all the while.
Once they were gone he sat for a moment lost in a daze, his head swirling, had she felt it too? The jolt of life that surged through his very being the moment his flesh had touched hers.
“Well, looks like im not the only one getting some tonight?” Frank said pulling out a cigarette and handing one to Gerard who rolled his eyes, and in the most cliché sense said, “Dude it’s not like that, I really like her.”
“yeah yeah yeah. And you’d really liked to get laid tonight too!” Frank said in a monotonous unbemused tone, a tone that said dude don’t forget I know you.
Gerard shrugged his shoulders and said, “well I wouldn’t complain, would you?”
“hell no.” Frank said as the two of them headed off of the bus into the fresh air, Gerard chuckling as they exited.

“So I’m assuming you enjoyed yourself Gina?” Seville said as the two of them waited in line for some java.
Gina merely smiled the most content grin, “you seemed to be enjoying yourself too.”
“I didn’t want it to end…” but Seville stopped suddenly, “Fuck, I said that out loud didn’t I?”
Gina laughed, “Whether you had actually said the words or not I would have gotten the drift you should have seen yourself, all cuddled into him, all, “take me to bed or lose me forever” like, like in top gun.”
“Well ill take top gun over Pam Anderson and Tommy lee, geez I thought frank was going to swallow your face whole!”
“That was nothing compared to Claire and the Fro today!!”
“Wait? Claire and the Fro? No way, I thought they were still in I like you but I’m scarred mode.”
“Dude the way they were going at it you’d think that the world was ending…”
“What sparked that?”
“Umm actually I think he wrote her some cheesy song asking her out.”
“Go figure…. So is that what he had been working on so diligently these past few days?”
“Guess so, he did say he was working on new material…”
“So if they’re a thing why isn’t Ray riding with us?”
“He’s driving the van tonight,” Claire said coming up from behind them, “but I think I’m gonna ride with him, Mikey and Matt the rest of the way, I mean it’s not like either of you needs my company.”
“True story…” Gina said again, the smirk spreading across her face.
“What about you Seville, is umm… is Gerard going to have a good night too?” Claire asked.
“Claire it is soo not like that, I’m not into the one night stand thing especially if we’re working together,” Seville said blushing madly.
“Who said it had to be one night…” Gina said paying the barista and taking her java.
Seville and Claire followed suit, grabbed their coffee and headed their separate ways when Ray joined Claire’s side blushing.
Back on the bus their had been a change up in the crowd. Jack had come back with some girl Seville had never met, Hannah had joined Bert, Gina and Frank came back and remained in the front this time, and Jepha had returned with Quinn and Gerard while everyone else seemed to have dispersed elsewhere.
“Whoa! Hanny! Where’d you come from? I thought you were meeting us at the show?” Seville said hugging her attempting not to spill the java in her hands; she had grabbed one for Gerard too.
Returning tot their seats, they all decided to throw in a movie for the rest of the trip. Within minutes of having decided to watch Boondock Saints, Hannah and Bert decided ot make up for lost time with an intense game of roaming hands and tonsil hockey, which fortunately enough for everyone else was interrupted when Thor reboarded the bus and decided that is their was going to be action on the bus he wanted in on it and proceeded to tell Bert so.
“Whatever you say big sexy...” Bert said pulling away from Hannah. Soon each was cuddled up against another, most snoring or drooling, while Gerard and Seville had managed to stay awake engrossed in everyday chatter.
“so you’re good, I mean really good at what you do, where’d you learn to do sound.”
“high school.” Seville said finishing off the last of her caramel macchiato.
“Really? Oh and thanks for the bean?” Gerard said sipping on his own drink.
“no prob; yeah I used to be a theatre techie, you name it I ran it…what about you Gerard ever a thespian”
“I gave up dramatics when I was in fourth grade,” Gerard asked chucking his empty cup at a sleeping Bert who didn’t even flinch.
“what not make it into a play or something?” she asked innocently enough.
“No I did, that was the problem I made lead,”
“and what a bad case of stage fright or something?”
“No worse. Tights…” Gerard said pushing the hair from Seville’s eyes as she lay her head down on his lap looking into his hazel hues slightly chuckling.
Seville quickly threw her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter.
“What you think that’s funny do ya?” he said playfully
“no no I don’t hahaha you couldn’t handle tights! She said laughing out loud then stopping quickly noticing Gerard’s hurt expression, “not that that’s an easy thing to deal with in fourth grade…” she said redeeming herself.
“Nor is it a good way to win a popularity contest,” he said with finality but when he realized Seville was still laughing he pulled his frown into a smile and asked, “and what exactly are we laughing at now sugar?”
“oh …nothing…haha its just that you…you …you… seemed so serious for a second…”still laughing.
“and you think its hysterical don’t you?” he asked with a smile and a devious look.
“no no I …yes yes I do!” she said breaking into a hearty laugh after having quickly adapted her shaking head from no to a nodding yes.
“well I can think of something more hysterical!” Gerard said quickly flipping Seville around so that he could tickle her.
She tried like hell but couldn’t fight him off. And finally he paused, sitting on top her stomach, “you gonna quit laughing at me?”
Gasping for air, “It’s really hard to stop laughing when you have a face like that!” sending her into hysterics again but this time Gerard did not vigorously attack her sides. He gazed into her eyes as she spoke, her voice enchanting him like a sweet song from the should that beckoned a response. She felt her heart stop as Gerard suddenly leaned in close to her face, he whispered, “It’s really hard to stop staring when you have a face like that.”
Once more she felt the life surge through her body, feeling as though parts of her she never knew she had or had long forgotten were awaking from the deepest slumber as Gerard caressed her tongue longingly with his own. Her hands quickly found themselves around his neck, pulling him tighter into the kiss, while his hands slowly moved over curves accentuating every touch, every thought, every desire the tickle of his fingers on her bare skin beneath her shirt made her gasp for air while her hands busied themselves removing his shirt. Suddenly, with one thing leading to another….

Suddenly, one thing leading to another they pulled away from one another almost simultaneously.
In unison, “we can’t.” they both giggled at their exactness.
“Well, I guess that settles that,” Seville said with a smile, Gerard responding with a giggle and smile that covered half his face, “It’s just that…” he began but was cut off, “yeah I know. Me too.” She said sitting up as both of them returned their shirts to their backs and sat upright on the sofa.
“We’ve got to work all summer together…” Gerard started,
“There’s time yet…”
“And we don’t need to be like, well, all of them….”
“It would only ruin things…” Seville said leaning into Gerard as he gingerly placed his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.
“and I don’t want that to happen….”
“We’re not like that….”
“and I really like you Seville…
“I really like you too Gerard,” she said as he entwined his free hand with hers, laying his head upon hers, the two of them quickly fell asleep in each others arms.