All I Want For Christmas Is You

All I Want For Christmas Is You

I frowned as I looked at the wide range of comic books. Which one would Gerard like? I sighed in frustration, Gerard was so hard to buy for and I wanted his present to be perfect. I put my head in my gloved hands, time was running out. Christmas was soon and everyone else had finished present shopping. I finally gave up; I’d try again tomorrow or something. I walked out of the small shop, pulling my jacket tightly around me to fight off the cold wind. I walked quickly through the dark streets wanting to get back to the warmth of the house. During the Christmas break we’d rented a house where we all lived.

I opened the door and was immediately greeted by warmth. I grinned; the house was always warm because Mikey despised the cold. I took off all my jumpers and collapsed on the couch. It was hard being in love with your best friend. Yes, I was in love with Gerard Way and had been since we first met. I knew that Gerard was straight so I never acted on my feelings. I closed my eyes and wished for all my troubles to go away. Suddenly something large jumped on me; I let out a squeak of fright. I heard the girlish giggle that I loved.
“Get off me Gee” I groaned
“What wrong fwankie?” he asked in a baby voice.
I mumbled nothing in particular; he looked at me weirdly. I remembered what I needed to ask him.
“What do you want for Christmas?” I asked
Gerard averted his eyes. He seemed…nervous? He cleared his throat several times before answering.
“Umm...Nothing” he murmured

There was an awkward silence. I would’ve spoken but I was eyeing him suspiciously and I can’t multi-task. Gerard avoided eye contact, got up and left the room. I was confused; I had to get him something…but what?
I thought a nice warm shower would calm myself and somehow get my mind off Gerard. I turned the taps on and let the warm water cascade down my back. I let my thoughts leave me; my mind was like a blank canvas. Well it was until someone barged into the bathroom.
“Oh my God Gerard! I’m in the frickin’ shower!!”
He blushed. “I’m only brushing my teeth”

I found it really awkward; the only sign that Gerard found it awkward too was that a dark red blush had taken over his face. I stood awkwardly; he looked so cute with a blush. Gerard grinned maniacally, I gulped. Gerard walked over to the toilet and flushed it. Blinding hot water hit me and I jumped out of the way and squealed. Gerard started chuckling before doing it again. I squealed again and Gerard doubled over in laughter. I turned off the taps, quickly grabbed a towel and got out of the shower with the towel wrapped around my waist. I walked over to where Gerard had collapsed. I let the water from my hair drip on him. He looked up and stopped laughing. He was staring at my wet exposed chest. I wrapped my arms around myself feeling unworthy in his gaze. He blushed and looked away. I shook my hair like a dog, spraying water all over Gerard.
“EWWIES!” he whined before running out of the room. I shook my head at his immaturity and put some clothes on.

When I walked down the stairs I decided to annoy Mikey by turning the heater off. I walked into the lounge to see Mikey with his nose pressed up against the glass of the window. Mikey turned to look at me.
“It’s snowing Frankie!” he said like a five-year old.
I giggled at him. He ran over and started piling on layers of warm clothes. I followed him. We ran out of the front door together, giggling as we jumped into the glistening white snow. I immediately made a snowball and threw it at Mikey. He squealed and fell over, making me giggle. We made a snowman and snow angels. During this I could feel someone watching me. I looked towards the house to see Gerard gazing out the window. I waved at him seductively, his eyes widened and he waved back. I cracked up laughing; the look on his face was priceless.

After Mikey started whining about being cold we went back inside only to be greeted by a freezing house. Mikey started having spazs then ran upstairs to have a shower. I grinned when I saw Mikey pull a portable heater into the bathroom; that kid has issues! I pulled off the layers of clothes so that I was in jeans and a t-shirt. I grabbed a small vegetarian snack before retiring to my bedroom. I shared it with toaster boy (Mikey) so the room was always ‘toasty’. I put a trusty ice-pack in Mikey’s bed before settling myself in my own. I cuddled my teddy, ‘Skittles’ and closed my eyes. I heard Mikey walk into the room; he fiddled with a few things before going to his bed.
“AH! COLD!!” he squealed, jumping out of the bed.
I couldn’t contain my giggles. Mikey glared at me,
“Screw you Frank!” he said bitterly
I giggled, I did every night and he still didn’t know it was coming. I heard Mikey grumbling to himself as I slowly drifted into wondrous sleep.

I woke to the sound of Ray yelling at Mikey. Mikey had apparently put a knife in the toaster. I groaned as I got up, all my muscles were aching. I stumbled down the stairs and collapsed on the couch. Bob walked into the room and sat on me. Why does everyone seem to enjoy sitting on me?
“Get of me Bobbo” I grumbled
‘Never! Oh, Gerard left a note for you in the kitchen” he told me
I jumped up immediately, sending Bob flying. I ran into the kitchen to find Mikey about to put a fork in the toaster and a letter on the bench. I took the toaster away from Mikey and took the letter to my room. I lay down on my bed and carefully opened the letter.

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don’t need to hang my stocking
Way up on the fireplace

This is a clue to what I want; when you figure it out you will understand fully.
xox Gee

I stared at the piece of paper...he wanted me too solve a riddle to find out what he wanted for Christmas. Wasn’t it easier to just tell me? I sighed and racked my brain trying to figure out where I’d heard this before...it was at the back of my mind and would not come out. I groaned, this was going to annoy me for ages. I’m going to complain to Gerard next time I see him.

I was sitting in bed; the other band mates had decided to go out to some party, but I wanted to stay home and try to figure out this riddle. It was getting to me, frustrating me extremely. I just couldn’t figure it out…and I’d only been trying it for a couple of hours! Christmas was in a couple of days…so if I didn’t figure it out soon, I won’t be able to get it in time! I let all my anger out by trashing the bedroom…Mikey won’t be happy.

I decided that since I was alone and bored that I might as well hijack Mikey’s precious laptop. I grinned; he always had the easiest passwords. When the password thing came up I immediately typed ‘Coffee’ and unsurprisingly it worked. Now that I’d hacked into his computer, not that it was hard, what was I supposed to do now? I didn’t like invading other people’s privacy so I couldn’t search through his files, so I decided I’d search up random stuff on Google. Me, being the immature person I am, Googled ‘Poo and wee’ and the results came up with ‘The Poo & Wee Song’. I laughed, but then stopped when I realized that there was no one around to share it with.

After Googling every immature thing I could think of, my mind was brought back to Gerard’s note. What did it mean? I didn’t think it would solve the riddle but I typed the exact words into Google then clicked ‘search’. My eyes lit up with what I found.

Gerard’s POV

I was getting worried. Had he figured out my letter? If so…was he disgusted? Would I have to live the rest of my life in agony and shame? If he didn’t figure out the letter, would I have the courage to tell him? I lay down on my bed as I started feeling dizzy. I needed to relax, but how could I? Tonight was Christmas Eve, two days after I gave him the letter, and I would have to wait until the morning. I could clearly tell that I wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. I slowly walked down the stairs and noticed that someone had turned the heater off. I smirked; everyone just loved to annoy Mikey. I continued into the lounge room where Mikey was sitting under the tree eyeing his presents, Frank was lying on the couch with Bob sitting on him and I could hear Ray humming to himself in the kitchen.   

We all sat around the table in the dining room waiting for Ray’s glorious food. I sat silently watching the Mikey and Frank have an argument about something whilst Bob snuck into the room with ice cubes in his hands. I tilted my head at him, but soon realised what he was doing. He stuffed them down the back of Mikey’s top.
“COLD!!!” Mikey screeched jumping up and running out of the room.
Everyone burst out laughing. Mikey’s passionate hate for the cold was always used against him…and it never got old. Ray came into the room bearing his magnificent cooking. We waited impatiently for Mikey to return so we could eat.  Dinner was loud and everyone was bright and joyful. I sat quietly watching the cheery faces that surrounded me. The food was absolutely delicious and you could clearly tell that Ray was proud. After the food was devoured by the 5 hungry men I offered to clean up as the others went into the living room to sit by the fire watching Christmas specials on TV. The dishes didn’t take long and soon enough I was joining the others. Mikey was playing with the decorations on the tree, Ray was…knitting and Bob was sitting on Frank who was lying on the couch.

Everyone soon retired for the night, excitement of tomorrow filled the air. I was the only one that had their own room because no one could put up with my late night reading, drawing and writing. I sighed, I was usually content with having my own room, but on nights like tonight I just felt plain lonely. I crawled under the covers of my bed feeling both anxious and exited about tomorrow…if that’s possible. I thought that sleep would never come to me, but soon enough I was under its spell.

I woke up and I automatically felt weird. I rolled over and glanced at my clock; 6:30 blinked back at me. I was surprised that Mikey hadn’t woken me up yet…I best make the most of it and go back to sleep whilst I can. I was about to roll back over when something caught my eye. It was a note. I picked it up and read it.

To Gee,
I won’t ask for much this Christmas
I won’t even wish, I won’t even wish
I won’t even wish for snow
I’m just going to keep on waiting….

Underneath the mistletoe

xxx Frankie xxx

I grinned. He’d figured it out! HE FIGURED IT OUT! He was asking him to meet me underneath the mistletoe! I jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs skidding into the lounge room. Frank was sitting on the couch obviously not expecting me for a while. I cleared my throat slightly to catch his attention. When he turned around I pointed towards the roof where the mistletoe was hanging. He grinned and made his way over to me.

Before I knew it his lips were on mine. It was only a short kiss, but it was filled with the love that we’d contained for many years. We pulled apart slowly looking into each others eyes. His Hazel ones showing the happiness and love we both felt.

We whispered together “All I Want For Christmas Is You”