You Don't Know A Thing About My Sins

*Gerard’s POV*

“Gerard, can I sit on you? Frankie’s being mean to me and I don’t want to sit anywhere near that spider!” Charlie whined.

I opened my arms and patted my legs, Charlie crawled into my lap and sat and watched me draw for a few minuets.

“What ya drawing?” she asked leaning back on me so her head rested in the crook of my neck

“You.” I stated bluntly.

“Me?” she questioned, shocked.

“Yeah,” I replied.

“Why?” She asked, shock still written on her face.

“Your fun to draw,” I shrugged.

“You’ve drawn me before?” she asked, even more shocked.

Bollocks, shouldn’t have said that

“Once, I think it’s all you piercings and the way your hairs cut, its fun to draw,” I explained.

“Fair dues, you worry me you know that Gerard,” she said turning her head to the side and poking my nose.

“Yep, now shut up so I can concentrate,” I sighed, starting to get irritated.

“K…….Gerard?” she asked kind of cautiously.

“What?” I sighed impatiently.

I swear her and frank are incapable of shutting the fuck up for five minuets, one day I’m gonna challenge them to see who can be quite for longer. They won’t make it past a minuet.

“Who are the two people with me?” she questioned.

“Frank and me,” I Mumbled growing more embarrassed by the second.

“Awww, we look like a family!” she cooed.

“We are a family, a weird one, but a family all the same,” I half smiled at her.

“Huh, I never thought about it like that, we are, aren’t we” she smiled back.

Then Mikey Ray and Matt came over to us.

“Guys, do you know how long it’s been since we had a band practise?” Ray asked.

“Err….a while?” Frank answered.

“Three months dude three months,” Matt told us.

“Nah it can’t have been that long,” I tore my eyes away from my drawing in awe.

“It fucking has gee!” Mikey shouted at me.

“Don’t get pissed off at Frankie and Gee, it’s my fault, they’ve been looking after me”
Charlie said taking the blame so Frank and me didn’t get in shit with the guys, well it’s not like we’re the only fucking people who can arrange a practise is it!

“What ever, we have a gig in three days, did that also slip you attention?” Mikey asked.

My face dropped and so did Franks.

Fuck, I totally forgotten about that!

“Take that as a yes then,” he muttered

“Mikes its not like we’ve done it on purpose, we’ll just have to practise every spare minuet we have in the three days,” I proposed.

“Study hall last, want to bail after lunch and get straight to practising? You guys can stay over, the weekend that way we can practise non-stop,” Frank suggested

“Okay see ya then,” Mikey Mumbled, walking off with the other two in tow.

I went back to my drawing ignoring Charlie and franks fight about her being a slave or something.

After a little while I got so lost in my drawing I forgot they where near me till Charlie poked me to get my attention

“Hey Gee?” she said.

“What now?!” I half sighed half shouted.

“When did you draw me last time, I don’t remember you doing it.” she stated looking pretty confused.

Oh for fucks sakes, I really should have said anything!

She’s gonna think I’m a right weirdo now! I could make something up…..ahh fuck it I can’t think, looks like it’ll be the weirdo option

“The day you crashed out on the couch,” I muttered whilst turning red.

“You drew me while I slept?” she dragged out slowly.

Ok now she’s gonna start going into details and I want to get this picture finished

“Yes, now shut the fuck up so I can finish this picture!” I snapped.

“Ok, keep ya knickers on!” she laughed.

She got off my lap and sat back on Frank so I could finish the picture.

Looking at it I suddenly regretted saying we were a family, she was telling frank that she was his little sister, what if she thinks the same of me?

Oh great, looks like your in the friend zone again gee, way to go loser!

Not that you have a chance anyway, your like four years older then her, she probably thinks of you as a brother you dumb fuck.

So we spent the whole fucking weekend in Franks basement practising, Charlie stayed true to her word and ran around for us (I got Frank to fill me in on what I’d missed when drawing) and then when it came to the gig she was at the front of the crowd cheering us on wearing a home made tee shirt, she’d written *I am My Chemical Romances’ Whore* and on the back it said *support MCR* it was kind of cute.

The show went amazingly, better then any of us could have imagined!

The crowd really seemed to like us! After wed finished playing a talent scout came up to us and said that they would be watching us and after we got a few more years under our belts we could have a record deal! It was a dream come fucking true! Nothing could make this night any better!

*Franks POV*

“Hey guys why don’t we go out and celebrate?!” I said excitedly.

“Good idea Frank,” matt said rolling his eyes at me.

What the hells his problem? Seriously he needs and attitude adjustment.

“Aren’t you forgetting Gerard’s the only one who can legally buy alcohol?” he continued in a patronising tone.

No dumbass I’m not.

“I don’t see the problem it’s never stop us before,” I pointed out.

Everyone else agreed and I smiled triumphantly.

“Erm hate to piss on you parade, but people are gonna notice this shirt, and I’m not about to wander round in my bra….” Charlie piped up.

Everyone looked at Charlie then I remembered she was wearing the shirt to support us.

“Ok then new plan, we give Gee the money he gets the alcohol and we go party down in the basement, Mom wont be home for another two days so its all good,” I grinned.

Everyone agreed and we made our way back to mine.

That was yet another great idea from the amazing Frank Iero.

Ok I’m gonna shut up now cause I sound like and ass…

It was kind of cold outside and I couldn’t help but shiver, I was the jackass that didn’t bring a jacket.

Charlie noticed this and jumped on me.

“I’ll keep ya warm Frankie!” she said wrapping her arms round me.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her.

“You’re cold to aren’t ya,” I laughed

“Yes but shhh I look like I’m really kind and thoughtful,” she giggled at me

This made me laugh again.

I heard matt let out some sort of pissed of grunt from beside us and he sent me a look of daggers.

Ok seriously what is his problem? I would have asked him by now normally but I didn’t want to start a fight and ruin a nice night.

I was gonna have a good time tonight and I don’t give if a fuck if matt likes it or not!

We’d been in the basement for like two hours and we were all pretty wasted by now.

No sleep + alcohol = lots of pissed teens……and a pissed Gee.

I was thrashing around “dancing” to American waste by black flag, and Charlie was watching me practically falling off the couch laughing.

“I bet you can’t dance any better!” I slurred.

“Ha bet I can, I worked in a dance club back in England!” she announced proudly.

“Oh really, well come on the show us what ya got!” I encouraged her.

“Ha, you won’t like it!” she protested.

“What’s stopping me from liking it?” I questioned.

She rolled her eyes and muttering something under her breath and walked up to me.

“You’re my dance partner then!” she stated.

“Huh, no, wait I can’t dance like that!” I said waving my hands in a “oh god no” fashion.

“You don’t have to, stand still, move you hands and hips if you want, if not I’ll do it for you.” She shrugged pulling me to her.

Ok, seriously, I wasn’t expecting that! I swear there isn’t one part of either of our bodies that didn’t couch each others.

She was right, at first she moved my hands and hips with hers, and I didn’t even notice it but after a while I was moving them in time with her on my own.

“Well, that was, interesting.” I Mumbled still in shock.

Charlie smiled at me and sat down, as she walked away everyone burst out laugh at me.

“Ok what the fuck is so funny?” I demanded.

“Check ya pants Frankie!” Gee giggled at me.

Looking down I noticed that my tight jeans where now even tighter.

I felt my self blushing pretty badly now.

“I’m really sorry Charlie; I don’t know why that’s happened seriously!” I explained as I turned an even brighter shade of red.

I don’t even see Charlie that way.

“Nah its ok, it’s the contact from the dancing, it’ll do that to any guy,” she shrugged.

Well that’s a relief! Right now, think un-sexy thoughts…err…..grandma in a bikini….eww! Well that’s done it.

“Gerard it really wasn’t that funny, you want to shut up laughing now please?” I bitched at him

“I can’t!” he giggled.

Ha-ha I love Gee drunk, he gets all giggly and can’t stop. It gets really funny after a while.

“Where did you learn to dance like that Charlie?” Mikey asked still in shock.

“I worked in a dance club when I lived in England,” she said shrugging her shoulders again like it was nothing.