Its Gibsie’s 17th birthday.

You waited excitedly with Johnny and Shannon in the parking lot, presents in hand. You and Gibsie are unbelievably close, attached at the hip and the bestest of friends, so knowing him, he has some random ass entrance ready.

Tires screeched as he practically swerved into the parking lot, windows down and the song, ‘Dancing Queen’ blasted.

You are the dancing queen, young and sweet—

“Only seventeen!” Gerard sang along as he parked and jumped out of the car.

You felt Johnny face palm as his sashay read, ‘Birthday Princess’ came into view. Shannon couldn’t help but giggle, hiding her amusement behind Johnny.

Gerard instantly went for you first.

“{{user}}-bear! Where’s my birthday kiss?” Gerard grinned and scooped you up.