My Heart Beats Only For You

*A/N*I suggest you open another window while reading this so you can see what everyone is wearing. . . Everything is labeled for your convenience. . . link= Everyone’s outfits alright have fun. *A/N*

Mikey’s POV

It’s been about a week and a half since the accident and I was able to do a lot more, yet Gerard and Anita still insisted on fussing over me. Gerard was currently picking out my outfit to wear to Anita’s ‘mini Christmas party-extraordinaire’, which was Frank’s idea. Her closest friends and our, Gerard Frank and I, friends would be there too. Gerard pulled out my new outfit that we went shopping for that consisted of a long sleeve red V-neck, black skinny jeans, red and black vans, and my black jacket that was really warm. He laid them on my bed and before he could offer to help me change, I refuse to let anyone help me that far, I push him out the door.

I was grateful that I had already bathed which meant changing would be a lot less awkward for me. I gently slid my arm cast into my shirt with much difficulty then proceeded to pull my jeans on as much as I could, but unfortunately couldn’t zip or button them. I groaned then call a smirking Gerard back in.

“Thought you didn’t need help from me?”

“Just shut up and fix my pants, and no messing around! I don’t want to feel like I’m being fondled by my older brother.” He chuckled then mocked me by running his hand along my waist causing me to growl and shiver from annoyance. “Dammit Gerard stop it!”

“There you go, you big baby, it’s all done. I was only messing with you! Do you need help putting your shoes on too?” he asked while straightening out my shirt because the cast made it look weird. I nodded my head then sat on my bed lifting my feet for my brother, who happily put my socks and shoes for me.

“Why are you all happy?”

“It’s about who I got for that Secret Santa thing. I’m excited to give them their gift today.”

“You got Frank huh?”

“Mikey, obviously I couldn’t get Frank. The rules were Frank and I couldn’t get each other and Anita and you couldn’t get each other because the whole couples thing or whatever.”

“Oh, well are you going to tell me who you got?” I stood from the bed and started walking towards the bathroom with Gerard on my tail.

“Mikey, it would ruin the surprise if we tell each other! You heard what Anita said, no one can know until the day of!” I started re straightening my hair from earlier today thinking about the smart ass remark I was about to give Gerard.

“Gee, in case you haven’t noticed, it IS the day of, so just tell me because that smile is creepy.” Gerard simply told me ‘no’ before going back downstairs to wait for me with Frank. Some of our relatives had shown up for our parents’ party already and they spent their time meeting Frank. Lucky they wouldn’t have to meet Anita, I wasn’t ready for the embarrassing things they’d say about me to her.

I finished my hair and walked out very satisfied that I looked so damn good. I padded downstairs to let the guys know I was ready, apparently we were the only three not at Anita’s house yet. Even Anita’s dad had showed up and was surprised to see we hadn’t left yet. Gerard grabbed all three of our jackets and we all said goodbye to the party guests.



“Wow Gerard! You and Frank look really good! I love the matching belts, so cute.” My girlfriend is so mushy sometimes.

“Yeah, tell my gay brother and his boyfriend they look hot, but forget about me!” She giggles then wraps her arms around my stomach.

“You look good too Babe, how’s your arm?”

“It’s fine enough to pick my Baby up and kiss her while she spins,” I said with a smile. She packed up panic stricken and gave me a stern look.

“Don’t you dare Mikey Way! I hate when you do that, let alone when your arm needs to heal!” I giggled and told her I was only joking, before walking into the living room where everyone chilled. I was very surprised to see how everyone looked. For being teens who are only hanging around together, we all looked really mature and adultish, good enough to get into a club if I say so myself. Ray was kicked back in an armchair playing some type of racing game with Bob, while Stephanie and Sabrena were in the kitchen calling Anita in for help. I plopped myself next to Bob on the floor and called next, yeah I know I’m childish. Gerard sat on the couch with Frank on his lap who playfully slapped me in the back of the head and said he was next which I happily agreed to in exchange for never hitting me again, though I knew he couldn’t keep that promise for long. Soon the girls come out and sit either on the couch, or Anita’s case, next to me.

Another few hours pass and we are still just sitting around playing Anita’s brother’s x-box 360. Anita turns to us all and asks if we want to eat yet. Of course all the guys pop up pretty quickly because, well, we’re guys so obviously we won’t turn down food. She chuckles then leads us all to the dining room. We all sit around the table while the girls go get the food.

“Hey guys, doesn’t this seem real sexist? Shouldn’t we like, help them or something?” I asked.

“I offered Anita help when I first got here and she said it was here job, not ours,” Ray said shrugging.

“Her job?” I pulled a really confused face which caused Ray to further explain.

“Yeah, some shit about this being her house so it’s her job to serve us and stuff like that.”

“Don’t forget her saying she’s the girl and it was her job to serve us, the guys. So really she’s being the sexist one, don’t even trip about it Mikey,” Bob carried on. Right then the girls came in bearing dish upon dish of what looked like the most delicious meal I would ever eat.

“I’m not sexist you know. Well, I kind of am, but that’s only because that’s how I was raised. The women take care of the home; cleaning, feeding, and making sure everyone’s comfortable. The men go out and provide for the needs of the house. The only reason I say I’m only kind of sexist is because I refuse to live my life in a home, I have a job and I provide for myself perfectly well. Ignoring all that though, dinner is served. I made a bunch of different things from vegetarian casserole to an authentic turkey.”

“Anita, how’d you know I was vegetarian?”

“I believe Gerard told me once, that and I’m sort of vegetarian too. I will eat meat soemtimes, but don’t really like the taste much. I’m used to making two dishes; one with meat and another without because my family can’t have a meal without it. OH! And if you’re interested, I made cheese tamales. It’s a family tradition to make them every Christmas and since you guys are like my alternative family, thought you guys would love them.”

“They are amazing! We have them with her family every year and I swear they get better every time we eat them, though we both prefer the beef or chicken ones, you did make them too didn’t you?!” Stephanie asks sort of panicking toward the end.

“Yes Steph, they are in the kitchen. Go ahead and help yourselves, except for you Mikey.”

“What? Am I not allowed to eat?” I asked pouting.

“No I meant you kind of can’t with your arm cast, I don’t need you accidently dropping the plate and breaking it. Just tell me what you want and I’ll be happy to serve you.” She smiled and I looked around the table picking the food I’d eat. We all ate in a peaceful and comfortable silence; it had to be one of the nicest dinners I’ve ever had. We finally finished and a huge grin came across Stephanie’s face as she shouted out the thing we all had our minds on, presents. We got up, took our plates to the kitchen, and against Anita’s wish Ray and Bob did the dishes.

“Alright how are we doing this?” Bob asked Anita once we were all seated in a circle with our gifts.

“Well I guess since Mikey is the odd one out, with his cast and all, he can start. Mikey pick a person and whoever that person has, gets to open their present first and so on and so on.”

“Alright.” I thought really hard and looked around the group at each face before picking someone. “Frank.”

“I have Ray, here you go.” Ray opens his gift and laughs before throwing Frank a gift. “What’s this?”

“I had you and it’s pretty funny because I got the exact same thing you got me. Guitar strings, picks, and a $50 gift card to that music store at the mall.” We all laughed at the coincidence. “Alright, but since it ends there, who goes next?”

“I guess Frank could pick someone now, go for it Frank.”

“Gerard of course, he’s dying to give his gift already.”

“Wait! Before Gerard gives his gift, can I give him what I got him.”

“But Anita!!! I’m dying to give my gift already!” Gerard whined and pouted.

“Gee Bear, just open it real quick then you can give Mikey his present.” Wait, Mikey? Nope I want my gift first!! “Mikey don’t be selfish, let Gee get his gift then you can, and stop whining like a bitch.”
I knew Frank was joking, but I was more shocked that I had actually said my thoughts out load. Anita pulls out her gift and hands it happily to Gerard who tears open the small bag and squeals. “YES! I’ve been needing a new sketchbook for like ever now! Are these the pencils I’ve been wanting? AND PAINT BRUSHES?! Oh my gawd Anita, how the hell did you know I needed all this?”

“Gerard, you only tell us at lunch EVERYDAY that you can never have enough sketch books, or that you are tired of your old paintbrushes. And who can forget your POOR hands because the drawing pencils you want are just too expensive and you won’t be able to afford them because of MY secret santa thing. Gawd, you made me feel bad! I figured you deserved a wonderful gift for the horribleness I put you through.”

“Oh stop being so sarcastic, you know you were just itching to get me so you could buy me all these wonderful things,” Gerard said with a wink.

“True, I’m glad you like them, but Mikey is about to piss his pants so could we move this along Gerard.” Gerard bounces up, runs over behind the Christmas tree, and hauls a huge box that read ‘MIKEY’ in huge red letter on green wrapping paper. I got up and walked over to him examining the box carefully.

“Just open it already!” he yelled excitedly. I decided to tease him so I slowly peeled the wrapping paper back until it was de-taped at which pointed he got tired of waiting and yanked all the paper off revealing the most beautiful thing in the world. It was a bright red and black Gibson Les Paul Bass Guitar, the one that I’ve drooled over for about 4 months! I didn’t think he was listening, let alone had the money to buy me it.

“Gerard! How did you get this?!”

“Well it’s kind of a gift from all of us, but I went to pick it out because I knew the exact one you wanted.” I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed the life out of him until he was nearly choking. “Alright Mikes, chill! I knew I’m like your favorite brother in the world because of this, but you should probably thank everyone else too.”

“Gee, you’re my only brother and I loved you even before the bass, just a little bit more because of it!” After he playfully punched me I ran over and tackled Bob and Ray together thanking them with all the strength I had. Next came Stephanie and Sabrena who, surprisingly, hugged me like they had been my best friends forever, they even squeezed me just as tight as I did them. I ran over to Frank and tackled him just as bad as Ray and Bob, except I might have got so carried away that I attacked my best friend with excited kissed to his cheeks.

“Mikey! Come on man, I know you’re really happy and in some English that can translate into being gay, but not my gay so get off and go smother you’re girlfriend with the kisses and leave my cheeks to Gerard! Geez man, I’ve never seen you so damn expressive with your hugging and kissing and shit!” I giggled, yes GIGGLED, then crawled over to my girlfriend giving her a deep, long kiss that had to be broken by Gerard clearing his throat and the girls giggling. I blushed a bit because I came into realization that Frank was right, I’m not usually this comfortable with showing a lot of overwhelming emotion, I had even began to cry happy tears as I hugged my Les Paul to my body. Gerard sat down with Frank again satisfied, then kissed both cheeks that Frank was frantically rubbing at. “Alright Mikester, who do you have?”

I hand over a small gift that was pretty badly wrapped over to Bob who happily tore it open revealing the Pet Smart gift card I bought him which he looked at confused. “Is this some ‘taunt the new guy in the group to scare him’ thing, because if it is, it isn’t fun.”

“No! I kind of adopted you a cat because you’re forever talking about them so just take that there, tell them Mikey sent you, and use that gift card to buy the necessities. And if you keep looking there’s a camera to replace the one Frank and I broke in Math. Again, I’m really sorry, but Frank wouldn’t let me see it so it felt necessary to pull until one of us accidently let it go, causing it to fly across the room and shatter.” Anita hit me and looked at me shocked, but Bob just laughed because in all honesty, it was fucking hilarious! Bob handed Sabrena a card which she opened to reveal a shitload of gift cards to places like Victoria Secret, the local theater, and McDonald’s (which honesty I didn’t get).

“I asked Anita what her friends liked and she said underwear, food, and movies. I thought about taking you to the mall, movies, then dinner, but then realized how awkward that would be so I decided I’d just get you gift cards.”

“Awkward?” she asked confused.

“I really don’t want to shop for underwear with you. That and someone threatened to kill me if I even thought about taking you out on a ‘date’,” he said with air quotes glancing at our now very red friend, Toro, who suddenly found Anita’s window curtains very interesting. Sabrena giggled then handed over a huge bag to Stephanie, who excitedly tore it open baring about 20 different blue and pink outfits, a pillow pet, and a pair of Toms. She hugged Sabrena then wore a devilish grin before we all realized the only one without a gift was Anita. Saying Anita looked horrified was an understatement, she even whimpered before trying to get up and run. Unfortunate for her, Stephanie tackled her and kept her still gaining a questioning look from all of us.

Anita’s POV

Shit. That wasn’t supposed to happen! She wasn’t allowed to get me! I tried to make a run for it, but the tiny bitch tackled me to the ground and giggled.

“Stephanie, is the gift appropriate?!” I hissed in her ear so only she could hear.

“Of course it’s not! Why would you even THINK I’d get you something appropriate, I’m your best friend for gawd sake! Now come on, you have to open it!” She pulled me back over to Mikey and sat right in front of me with the little bag she bought. “Now, I was really tempted to go buy you a hundred things that cost $1, but then I had a brighter idea, so open it and find out!”

I unwrapped the strings holding the bag shut and peered inside. “STEPHANIE! I am not pulling this shit out!”

“Oh come on! Stop being a wuss and show the group what your best friend bought you,” she then leaned in close and whispered to only me, “and your boyfriend I suppose.” I shook my head violently and she tried to grab the bag from me, but luckily I made a dash for my room and quickly threw the gift in my closet before locking it with a key. “Poor sport! You could’ve at least showed them.”

“Downstairs, now! If they ask, you bought me underwear and bras, but I was just too embarrassed to show anyone, got it?” She giggled then nodded her head before leaving the room. We both walked in to a very confused looking group and before I can answer, of course Stephanie has to blurt something out.

“She’s too embarrassed to admit I bought her condoms, a vibrator, and strawberry scented lube! Don’t believe a word she says about bras and underwear, because she’s lying, I’m way to rated R for that PG shit!” I glare at her and she quickly sits beside Bob, I had half a mind to tell kill her right there, but instead hesitantly took a seat by my no very turned on boyfriend. This is going to be one hell of a long night.