Chapter 14

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Ray's P.O.V


​Mikey leaned in and ....kissed me? Oh my god. I can't believe it. 

​Mikey pulls away. He turns away. But not before I notice the tears. I put my hand on his shoulder but he shrugs it off.

​"It's fine." He says. "You don't feel that way about me. I'll stay out your way."

​I grab his arm and spin him around. Then I pull him to me and connect our lips. He's surprised at first, then kisses back. I pull away and look down at him. "I'd rather you didn't stay out of my way."

​"I thought you loved Gerard." He said.

​My eyes widened. Gerard told him? "He promised he wouldn't say anything."

​"No." Mikey said, quickly. "He never said anything. He would never do that. I...kinda...heard."

​"You were eavesdropping?" I asked, surprised. 

​He pulled away and sat down. "I always did when it came to you." He looked down at his hands, a sad look on his face. "When I heard you tell Gerard that you love him....I was devastated. Because I've...a...always l...loved you."

​I stared down at him. How could I have been so blind? I look at Mikey. I REALLY look at Mikey. He's always been there. When I was in hospital after I broke my leg. He was there. When I was stuck in bed ill. Mikey was there. Maybe we could give it a go? I do kinda love him. I do kinda love him? Fuck. I mean I've just realised that the love I have for Gerard is actually infatuation. Hero worship. But Mikey's different. I really felt something when I kissed him. I'd kissed Gerard before. When I told him I love him. But I didn't feel anything. I'd put it down to the fact he didn't kiss back.

​"Mikey." I said, crouching down infront of him. He looked at me, sadly. "How about we give us a try? Take it slow."

​He looked at me in surprise. "What are you asking?"

​I sigh. "Mikey." I said as I took his hand in mine and smiled at him. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

​His face lit up. "Yes." He said. I pulled him in for a kiss.


​Gerard's P.O.V


​I groaned as I woke up. Bob was shouting me through the door.

​"What's up?" I call back.

​"Dr D has another message for us." He answered.

​Frank and I got dressed, quickly and headed to the garage.​​​​​​

​"Bad news from the zones, tumbleweeds. It looks like the exterminators have ghosted a entire colony of motor babies. ​​ Dusted out on route Guano. So it's time to hit the red line and up-thrust the volume out there. Keep your boot's tight, keep your gun close and die with your mask on if you've got to. Here is the traffic report." I zoned out after thàt. Fuck.

​"What's it mean?" Frank asked, pulling me out of my thought's. 

​"It means blind has murdered a full colony of our guy's." I muttered.

​"Wait. We have guy's?" Frank asked.​​​​​​

​"The motor babies are ​​the people who are working with D."

​"So what's ghosted mean?" Bob asked.

​"Killed."​​​​I answered. "The rest is basically  telling us to get out there and make our presence known. We have to go now. We're out of time."

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