"Aw, sugar…"
Gerard's voice carried the last two words of the song over the audience, angelic as always. As with each performance, the crowd went wild and I had to restrain from laughing at all of the girls losing their minds over him. I could vaguely hear a few screaming my name, too, as well as those of the rest of the band.
The show was going like any other, and a few songs later I decided it was getting dull. A little too dull.
I wanted a little attention, and not from the audience.
An opportunity had to present itself… it always did. I just had to wait for the right moment.
And then, as if he had read my mind, Gerard fell to the floor, putting his entire being into his singing.
"Can you hear me? Are you with me?"
I didn't have to play at the moment… no guitars were needed for this verse. I slowly made my way closer to him, careful not to draw attention away from his performance.
"Can we pretend… to leave, and then… we'll meet again…"
My fingers automatically found their way to the next chord that would be played, and I waited in anticipation for the perfect moment to pounce on my prey…
"When both... our… cars…"
Literally.
"Collide!"
Gerard rolled onto his back with the last word. Striking the chord powerfully, I jumped forward and landed on him, straddling his hips as I played. He looked shocked at first, but recovered quickly and continued to sing. It wasn't anything too out of the ordinary for us. I grinned down at him, then jumped back up and ran to the other side of the stage, head moving along with the music.
As always, there were mixed reactions from the audience. Most of the girls shrieked in excitement and most of the guys looked horrified. More than the usual didn't seem to mind, however, and I was glad to see there were fewer homophobes in the audience this time.
Still, I had to keep it to myself. I wonder how many fans it would cost us if they knew…?