Miles had been released from school for the rest of the day so he just drove around town. He didn't want to go home since he didn't want to hear his mom going on about how this was the 100th time he was in the principal's office. Miles knew the school called him which was why his phone was blowing up, but oh well.

He drove around mindlessly till he noticed he was low on gas. He pulled into a gas station and filled up the tank. He also walked in to get a Snickers since he was sorta hungry and a Mountain Dew. He put the things on the counter and the cashier started scanning the two items.

"$3.25" he said. Miles pulled out his wallet to get the money. "Has anyone ever told you that you look sorta like Gerard Way? You know the vampire lookin like guy" Miles froze as the guy kept going on. "Actually you look slightly like Frank. Didn't they get married?"

Miles cleared his throat and pulled out $4 and handed it to him. "I get that a lot and yeah they're married"

The guy gave Miles his change and he grabbed the items. He sighed in relief as he walked back to the car. Miles never really showed his face to the public. If his parents went to an event they would invite him and he would decline. He didn't want to feel like a show dog.

'Hey look. That's Gerard and Frank's baby. He was born from a guy' He knew how people were because of Dylan.

Dylan had always been in the public eye. His dad always had to go to events for publicity or for the band's he has signed. The whole Wentz family was always invited and Dylan always had a hard time saying no to his mom, even though he hated cameras.

Every once in awhile Dylan would get some hate on social media for his becomings. Miles just wanted a private life. That's why all his social media accounts were on private and he never told strangers his last name.

Of course all the students at the school knew who he was, but they never told the internet or anyone since they were terrified. The only person that did say something on social media ended up getting his ass kicked. Ever sophomore had told the freshmen that story causing them to know not to mess with Miles.

On Dylan's social media accounts he would sometimes post pictures of the two. It would be of them just chilling and people would ask who he was, but Dylan never said who he was.

Miles realized that school got out awhile ago and he remembered he was suppose to met with the guys. He pulled out the piece of paper from his pocket and drove to the unknown location.
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Patrick, Pete, and Bliss had got off the car and walked into the police station. They walked to the main desk where one officer was sitting at.

"We'll like to file a report" Pete said.

"Alright. What seems to be the problem?" the officer asked.

"My daughter here was sexual assaulted" Pete said.

"Alright. Any proof?" Pete rolled his eyes and turned to Patrick who handed him the camera.

"Here. My daughter, Bliss Wentz, went to a party last night with her siblings and a family friend found her sorta unconscious and clothes messed up. My husband found these pictures earlier today"

The officer was about to talk but the phone rang. He answer it and Pete stood there as Bliss and Patrick went to sit down.

The officer hung up and looked at Pete. "I believe we might have the guy who did the crime to your daughter already. Come in tomorrow with Miss Wentz at noon and she would pick the guy out of line"

"Thank you"
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Miles pulled over in front of the house and turned off the engine. He took the last sip of his drink and got off the car, making sure to lock the doors. He walked up the pathway and hesitated before knocking. He waited nervously for someone to answer the door.

"Hey man" Zach said opening the door. "Come on in"

"Thanks" Miles said walking in. He looked around the living room as Zach closed the door. "So uh where are we gonna be playin?"

"Oh this way. We normally just set up in this empty room I have" Zach lead the way down the hall and Miles were looking at the pictures hanging.

"Where's your parents at?" Miles wondered.

"They're at work. They're like workaholics"

"Oh" was all Miles can say.

"Hey guys. Look who just got here" Whistler was behind a drum set while Jake was mindlessly strumming his guitar.

"Hey dude" Jake said once he looked up.

"So how do you wanna do this?" Whistler asked.

"Um" Miles sat down on the desk chair in the room thinking. "How bout you guys just play what you got?"

"Alright" Zach went and picked up the bass from the stand. Whistler counted down and they started playing. Jake then start singing.

I cannot tell what you claim to see
That your heart is black, and mine is so green
Jealously is men, someday you'll see it
Oh you know, you know, you know

You cry out, Rachel, you scream and you moan
You're sick of this joyride you want to find home
Adulthood has found you scared and alone
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, doll
Art school and girl with ignorance and bliss
Peace, freedom, and other shit
Will bring peace on earth, someday you'll see it
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, doll

As they were playing, Miles had his head down listening really closely. When they finished they just looked at the new friend.

They noticed he was moving his left hand as if he was playing chords and would softly say, "No. That's not it"

The three looked at each other with confused faces. They had no idea what the he was doing.

"Hey, Miles" Zach said.

Miles lifted his head fastly to look at them. "Yeah?"

"You good?" Jake asked.

"Yeah" He then looked around and saw a black electric guitar on a stand. "You mind if I use this?" Miles asked as he walked over to it.

"Yeah. Sure. All yours" Jake responded since it was his.

Miles put the strap over his shoulder and tuned the guitar after plugging it to one of the amps. He also got one of the pedals they had and plugged it in. The guys watched him intrigued. They noticed the boy knew what he was doing.

Once the guitar was tuned, Miles turned to look at them. "So, do you mind if I give some suggestions to the lyrics?" He asked Jake.

"No. What do you have in mind?" The singer asked.

"Alright instead of Rachel sing Eliza. Also instead of Peace, freedom, and other shit sing Peace, weed, cocaine, and mushrooms and shit"

"Okay" Jake said. "Should we start from the top?"

Miles nodded his head and Whistler counted down. The three played their parts and they couldn't help but look at Miles in amazement. He played this cool sounding guitar riff that made the whole song come together.

Once they were done they stared in Miles in awe. Miles just kept looking down at the guitar.

"Who are you?" Whistler asked amazed.

He looked up at over at the blonde. "I'm Miles. You know that already" he said confused.

"Yeah. That was amazing" Zach complemented.

"Thanks" Miles looked back down.

"So does that mean you're gonna join the band?" Zach asked hopeful.

"Can you like give me a day to sleep on it?"

"Yeah. Of course, man" Jake said.

Miles was gonna talk but his phone started to ring. "Sorry" he said as he went to grab his phone from the inside pocket of his leather jacket. He looked at the screen to see who was calling. "Fuck" he whispered.

He answered the it and put the phone to his ear. "Hey Dad"

"Why have you been ignoring your Mom's texts?" He asked.

"Cause I know he's pissed at me" Miles said like it's the most obvious thing.

"We're not mad at you. Dylan explained what happened to Patrick who explained to us. We understand why you beat the shit out of the kid. He deserved it" Frank said.

"Good to know" was all Miles could say.

"We're at Wentz's right now. All of us are. Pete thought it might cheer up Bliss. So get over here. Stop at the house first to pick up your Mom's drawing book and you know what else he might need"

"Alright see you soon, Dad" he hung up and looked at the others.

"I sorta have to go. I'm sorry guys" Miles said putting the guitar back on the stand. "Actually do you guys wanna come with? I'm going to Dylan's place for a get together. We're trying to cheer up his sister"

"What happened to Sally?" Whistler asked worried.

"No. She has a twin sister. Something sorta happened and she needs some cheering up" Miles explained.

"Oh okay. We're down" Zach said.

"Alright. We're gonna have to stop at my place though"
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Everyone was all hanging out all over the Wentz household. Brendon, Dallon, Pete, Frank, Joe, and Andy were sitting out back. Sally, Dylan, Kit, Crystal, Bronx, and Bandit were sitting in the living room. The two oldest had came down after hearing the news. They had started college and were staying at the dorms to focus on their studies. Gerard and Patrick were in the kitchen cooking food for everyone. Bliss had decided to stay in her room.

"Hey you two" Patrick turned around to see Meagan.

"Hey girl" Patrick walked towards her to hug his best friend.

"Where's Bliss at?"

"She's in her room" Patrick said going back over to the stove.

"I'm gonna go talk to her" Meagan said.

"Thank you" Patrick sincerely said.

Meagan said hi to the other kids before walking down the hallway to Bliss's door. She lightly knocked and then opened the door.

Bliss was sitting on her bed in black skinny jeans that had holes in the knees and black shirt with a denim like flannel over it.

"Hi B" she said as she walked over to the bed. "You mind if I sit down?" Bliss shook her head. Meagan sat down but with space between them. "How you holdin up?"

Bliss shrugged her shoulders and Meagan just sat there. "Is mom and Dad mad at me?"

"Why would you say that?" Meagan questioned.

"Cause I'm not talking much"

"They're not mad, B. They're just worried about you. They want to be sure you're okay" Meagan explained.

"It's just hard to talk to them about it. I mean how would they understand?" She asked.

"Your parents have gone through a lot. They've been through pain. They would understand" Meagan assured

"What do you mean by they've been through pain?"

"They haven't told any of those stories" Meagan said confused. She thought for sure the couple told their kids.

"No"

"Well it's not my place to tell you them, but they have been though pain" she said.

"Does it always hurt?" Bliss asked quietly.

"No. It doesn't" Meagan knew what she was talking about right away. "Once you find someone who loves you, it feels great cause they care. What that guy did to you was horrible. He's gonna get what's coming to him once the police catch him"

Bliss nodded her head knowing Meagan was right. "Can you get Mom and Dad?"

"Sure" Meagan kissed the top of her head and walked to the kitchen. "She wants you two"

Patrick and Pete looked and each other in question. They held hands as they walked to the room. They both sat beside Bliss and she was just staring at her hands.

"You okay, sweetie?" Patrick asked holding her hand.

"Tell me all the bad thing that happened to you two" she said.

Pete looked at his husband scared. He feared this day. "Now isn't the time sweetie. One day when it's right we will"

"When's that?" Bliss said with that impatient tone that was similar to her father's.

"When everything gets a little better" Pete said.

"When we can sit you kids down and tell you all" Patrick said finishing off the thought.

"Promise"

"We promise"
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"You guys can get off. Might take awhile" Miles said parking the car.

The three got off and followed Miles into his house. They walked in and looked around amazed. The place was huge, at lease for the three boys from the suburbs.

"Who are you?" Jake said.

"You know who I am. Follow me" Miles lead them to his Mom's art room. He opened the door and grabbed the backpack his Mom always used. He grabbed the notebook on the desk and got a pencil pouch for the drawing pencils and other such things. Meanwhile his new friends were looking at everything in the room in amazement.

"Don't touch that" Miles said to Whistler who was gonna touch one of figurines his Mom had on the bookshelf.

"Who are your parents?" Whistler asked.

"People. Follow me" he lead them to the basement where they got even more hyped. They were looking at all the instruments and the small recording booth that was there.

Miles grabbed his Mom's laptop he forgot down there. He remembered the other day his dad had his mom go down there to hear what he had done for his new album.

"Is there a reason why you don't wanna tell us who you're parents are?" Zach quietly asked Miles.

"Hey. Come here you guys" he walked to where a few pictures were. "These are my parents" Miles pointed at the picture of his mom and dad sitting on the floor with guitars in their laps. It was taken when the two were talking.

"My Mom is the lead singer of My Chemical Romance and my Dad was the guitarist"

"They're the band that sings I'm Not Okay?" Jake asked.

"Yeah. That's them" miles had found himself staring at the picture that was of him as a kid. His Dad was behind him trying to show him how to play a chord. The was the day he figured out he was born to play.

"I'm in"

"What?" The three said in unison.

"I'll be in your band" Miles said.
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Dylan was sitting on the couch bored. Everyone was talking about god knows what. He decided to go to the kitchen and get some water.

"Hi sweetie. What's up?" Patrick asked.

"Nothing really. Just bored" Dylan said back.

"Well Miles should be getting here soon. He's running a little late cause I had him stop at the house. I got a lot of work" Gerard said.

"Oh yeah. How's the comic coming along?" Dylan was always intrigued with the comic book writer.

"Pretty good. Gabriel is working on the drawings I had given him. We should be done in a couple of months"

"Hi Mom" Miles said walking in. Dylan looked over and was happy to the other boy. He also noticed the other three.

"Hi Cal" Gerard said kissing his son's cheek.

"Here's your stuff" Miles said handing him the backpack.

"Thank you dear. You're a life saver" Gerard then noticed the other unknown people. "Who are they?"

"Oh everyone this is Jake, Zach, and Whistler. Guys that is Dylan's parents, Patrick and Pete Wentz. This is the gorgeous Meagan Camper. Last, but not least, my mom, Gerard Iero" he introduced.

Miles and Dylan had introduced them to everyone else. Everyone welcomed them with opened arms.

"So not to be rude, son, but you never bring friends over. Why now?" Frank asked.

"I'm gonna be in their band" Miles said.

Frank smiled and said, "That's great kiddo. I know how much you wanted to be in a band growing up"

"Thanks Dad"

Everyone ate and talked amongst each other. At some point, Spencer, Kenneth, Mikey, Ray, and Frank's band mates showed up.

Brendon felt like the night was getting dull so him and the guys decided to get the instruments from the Wentz's band room to put on a show.

Everyone was singing along and dancing. Bliss had even came out of her room, but kept close to Gerard who was drawing and smoking a cigarette.

"Can we go talk?" Dylan asked Miles.

"Yeah. Of course" Dylan held his hand as he pulled him into the house and into his room. "So what's up?"

Dylan just pulled him down to kiss him. Miles was caught off guard at first but then kissed back. This time Dylan was the one to deepen the kiss. He had his arms draped over Miles shoulders as Miles griped his hips tightly.

"Wait" Dylan said breaking the kiss. "So are we like boyfriend's now?"

"Yeah. If you want to"

Dylan smiled and nodded his head. "I want to" he softly said.

"Then it's officially" Miles sat on the bed and pulled Dylan to sit on his lap. "Dylan Kingston Wentz is my boyfriend"

"And that means Miles Calix Iero is my boyfriend" Dylan finished the statement by kissing Miles lips softly.

"I forgot I was gonna do this earlier" Miles got his phone out of his jacket while Dylan fixes his beanie from falling off.

Miles opened Instagram and went to account options. Dylan watched as he hit the button to make his account public.

"What made you make this decision?" Dylan asked.

"I just realized I shouldn't be ashamed for who I am. Where i came from. Who my family is"

"I love you" Miles looked at his "boy friend" and smiled.

"I love you too" Dylan kissed him since he really couldn't get enough of it. He raised Miles hand with his and took a picture of them.

"We should get back out there" Dylan said since he knew people were probably wondering were they were.

When they were sitting outside, Dylan took Miles phone and logged into his account on Instagram. He posted the picture of them kissing and didn't put a caption. Just tagged Miles.

He logged out and handed Miles his phone back. Miles looked at him with a questioning look and went on his account. He saw he was tagged in something and smiled at the picture once he saw it.

He saw that lots of people were liking and commenting. He then saw on his notifications that several people had started following him. He was glad he had the notifications off before hand.

He clicked on the photo and commented, 'Love you, babe'

Dylan saw and kissed his cheek and said, "Love you too"

Miles noticed that his three friends were having a lot of fun. He walked over to them to see how they were doing.

"Dude this is like best party ever" Whistler said.

"You haven't been to one of Brendon's party. You'll then realize this is weak" Miles said laughing.

"You're sister Bliss seems pretty tight from the small moment I talk to her" Jake said to Dylan.

"Yeah. She's a catch"

"You know what we should do" Zach said.

"What?" Miles asked him as his friend put his arms around his shoulder.

"We should take our first band picture right now"

"Alright I'm down" Miles said pulling out his phone. The three sat at the table making an Instagram account.

"What should we name the account for now?" Miles asked his bandmates.

"How bout 'The Halocline?" Jake said.

"Alright" Miles fully made the account then they took the picture. Miles was crouched down on the floor and the face camera on.

He had it so only his eyes were showing and the guys standing in a circle around him posing. Miles tagged each of them and posted it.

People started following the account and liking and commenting. Miles didn't know how he felt about the fact that people might follow their band just because of his parents being famous.

He decided to post a old picture he had of him when he started senior year. He then started writing how he was feeling.

'Hello to everyone who is following me. I just want to state why I always had my account on private. I never liked the fact that my parents are famous and felt like I would get hate for how I came into the world. When I started high school I never liked telling people my last name or talk much about my parents, but now I realized I should be proud of who I am. I am Miles Iero, son of @gerardway and @frankieromustdie. I'm 18 years old and I have a wonderful boyfriend, @dylanwentz. You have no idea how far I came to finally make myself known to the public eye. So thank you for welcoming me with open arms'

He read a few of the comments people posted. One girl said, 'I'm sorry if people came off that way. I promise I'll only ever call you by Miles and treat you like if you were an average kid my age'

He clicked on her account and followed her since he respected the comment she left. He realized that maybe this was the right decision.
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Patrick and Pete were in the kitchen cleaning up. Patrick washed the dishes as Pete dried them with a dishrag and put them away.

Once Patrick was done, he just watched the soapy water go down the drain. "Am I a bad mom?"

Pete stopped drying the cup and looked at his husband shocked that he would say such a thing. "Of course not, baby. Why would you say that?"

"I just been feeling like I have been"

Pete put the cup away and left the rag on the counter. He walked over to Patrick and turned him around so he can hug him. Patrick hugged his slightly taller husband tightly as he was trying not to cry.

"You're not a bad mom, Trick. You never have been and never will. It's like you were born to be a mom"

Patrick moved back out of Pete's arms a little bit to look at Pete's face. "You mean that?"

"Of course. You're a wonderful mom for the kids and..." Pete moved his hand to be on Patrick's stomach. "This one especially"

Patrick smiled and put his hand over his husband. Pete kissed him softly and Patrick smiled into the kiss.

*Sneak Peek For Next Chapter*

"Do you see the guy who assaulted you?"

"We'll be back, Bliss"

"This is gonna be so much fun. First band practice"

A/n: I just wanted to tell you guys everyone's age.

Wentz Family
Pete- 46
Patrick- 41
Bronx- 24
Dylan- 19
Sally- 17
Bliss- 17
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Iero Family
Gerard- 49
Frank- 44
Bandit- 25
Miles- 18
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Trohman Family
Andy- 46
Joe- 40
Kit- 16
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Weekes Family
Brendon -38
Dallon -44
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Dun Family
Josh- 36
Johnny- 18
Trinity- 15
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Other
Meagan- 36

If you have any questions or any ideas for future chapter just comment or message me. Thank you for reading. Love you guys.