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Title: My Heart, Your Hands
Author: Me --> maxwelldeamon
Pairing: All within MCR + The Used - you’ll see
Rating: PG-13 this part
Summary: Introduction (I know there’s no MCR in this part but I promise they’ll show up in the next part!)
A/N: Comments = ♥ and make me write more :hint:
X-posted to my journal, mychemicalslash and theusedslash
Bert is laughing loudly, an alcohol-induced laugh no doubt, Branden and I glance at each other and that starts the two of us off. If you’ve ever seen Bert just lose control and laugh, you’ll understand why it’s so funny. But despite the fact that I’m preoccupied with Bert, my eyes keep wandering over to Quinn. He’s sitting in a chair with his knees pulls up to his chest and his arms locked around them, his blonde hair falling over his eyes. Quinn’s always been the shy one of the band, but he usually seems to be enjoying himself anyway. I’ve stopped laughing and I’m just staring at Quinn, trying to work out why he looks so lost. He seems to have felt me looking at him, because he slowly lifts his head so that his sad eyes meet mine. I look away quickly, embarrassed at being caught staring.
“Hey, guys,” I say, directing it mostly to Branden because Bert’s too busy attempting to open his next beer to care what I’m saying. “I’m beat. I’m gonna go crash for the night, k?”
“Right mate,” Branden replies, taking the beer off Bert and opening it for him before taking one for himself. As I leave the room, I hear Branden offering Quinn a drink. I don’t know weather he takes it or not. I step into the small bathroom and, deciding that I’ll shower in the morning, brush my teeth and strip to my boxers. I move to my bed, throwing my clothes underneath so I don’t lose them, and crawl under the covers. I stare blankly at the wall for a while, until I hear someone coming over. Looking up, I see that it’s Quinn. He smiles shyly at me,
“Hey. Erm…mind if I sit down?” He asks, gesturing to my bed.
“Go for it,” I tell him, sitting up myself so he has some room. He sits and fixes his eyes firmly on my covers, picking at a loose thread. “Quinn?” I ask softly. He looks up at me, as if he’s surprised to see me there. “You okay?” He lowers his eyes, trying to avoid mine.
“Why you ask?” he answers with a question, so quietly I almost don’t hear him. His head is slightly turned away from me, and his hair is covering most of it.
“You just…I dunno. Been a bit more quiet than usual,” I tell him, not wanting to hit a nerve or anything. To my surprise, he turns to me and smiles.
“Just been…thinking a lot,” he pauses. “I’m so lonely Jeph.” I don’t know what to say, so I just let him continue, “I just feel like I don’t have anyone…” he trails off.
“You’ve got me,” I tell him, “and Bert, and Branden. And the My Chem guys-” he cuts me off.
“Yeah, yeah, I know, I’ve got mates and stuff. It’s just, well, I just wish I had someone I was really…close…to. You know?” he says sadly. “Never mind.”
“But-” I want to tell him that he’s one of my best friends and I love him and I want to be there for him if he’s feeling like that. But he doesn’t give me a chance.
“Shh. It doesn’t matter. I’ll talk to you in the morning yeah?” he says as he stands up and walks out the room. Just before he reaches the door, he turns back to me. “Hey, Jeph? Thanks for listening.” Before I can reply he’s walked out and shut the door. I sigh, punch my pillow and try to sleep.
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So, what do you think? Shall I continue?
I know there are no pairings/My Chemical Romance boys but you get plenty of both in the next chapter!
Comments make me happy and if you like it, I will update really soon, promise!
♥
Author: Me --> maxwelldeamon
Pairing: All within MCR + The Used - you’ll see
Rating: PG-13 this part
Summary: Introduction (I know there’s no MCR in this part but I promise they’ll show up in the next part!)
A/N: Comments = ♥ and make me write more :hint:
X-posted to my journal, mychemicalslash and theusedslash
Bert is laughing loudly, an alcohol-induced laugh no doubt, Branden and I glance at each other and that starts the two of us off. If you’ve ever seen Bert just lose control and laugh, you’ll understand why it’s so funny. But despite the fact that I’m preoccupied with Bert, my eyes keep wandering over to Quinn. He’s sitting in a chair with his knees pulls up to his chest and his arms locked around them, his blonde hair falling over his eyes. Quinn’s always been the shy one of the band, but he usually seems to be enjoying himself anyway. I’ve stopped laughing and I’m just staring at Quinn, trying to work out why he looks so lost. He seems to have felt me looking at him, because he slowly lifts his head so that his sad eyes meet mine. I look away quickly, embarrassed at being caught staring.
“Hey, guys,” I say, directing it mostly to Branden because Bert’s too busy attempting to open his next beer to care what I’m saying. “I’m beat. I’m gonna go crash for the night, k?”
“Right mate,” Branden replies, taking the beer off Bert and opening it for him before taking one for himself. As I leave the room, I hear Branden offering Quinn a drink. I don’t know weather he takes it or not. I step into the small bathroom and, deciding that I’ll shower in the morning, brush my teeth and strip to my boxers. I move to my bed, throwing my clothes underneath so I don’t lose them, and crawl under the covers. I stare blankly at the wall for a while, until I hear someone coming over. Looking up, I see that it’s Quinn. He smiles shyly at me,
“Hey. Erm…mind if I sit down?” He asks, gesturing to my bed.
“Go for it,” I tell him, sitting up myself so he has some room. He sits and fixes his eyes firmly on my covers, picking at a loose thread. “Quinn?” I ask softly. He looks up at me, as if he’s surprised to see me there. “You okay?” He lowers his eyes, trying to avoid mine.
“Why you ask?” he answers with a question, so quietly I almost don’t hear him. His head is slightly turned away from me, and his hair is covering most of it.
“You just…I dunno. Been a bit more quiet than usual,” I tell him, not wanting to hit a nerve or anything. To my surprise, he turns to me and smiles.
“Just been…thinking a lot,” he pauses. “I’m so lonely Jeph.” I don’t know what to say, so I just let him continue, “I just feel like I don’t have anyone…” he trails off.
“You’ve got me,” I tell him, “and Bert, and Branden. And the My Chem guys-” he cuts me off.
“Yeah, yeah, I know, I’ve got mates and stuff. It’s just, well, I just wish I had someone I was really…close…to. You know?” he says sadly. “Never mind.”
“But-” I want to tell him that he’s one of my best friends and I love him and I want to be there for him if he’s feeling like that. But he doesn’t give me a chance.
“Shh. It doesn’t matter. I’ll talk to you in the morning yeah?” he says as he stands up and walks out the room. Just before he reaches the door, he turns back to me. “Hey, Jeph? Thanks for listening.” Before I can reply he’s walked out and shut the door. I sigh, punch my pillow and try to sleep.
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So, what do you think? Shall I continue?
I know there are no pairings/My Chemical Romance boys but you get plenty of both in the next chapter!
Comments make me happy and if you like it, I will update really soon, promise!
♥