(Mikey) "This is perfect Frankie." I smile as he places his hand in mine.
The sky is star covered. We'd gone for a walk and lay down on the grass, just lay there for hours talking about stuff, but it was dark now. "Isn't it just?" He kisses my cheek and moves the hair out of my face. I hate my fringe.

After a while we got up and went back to Frank's place, his mom was out and my house was further away.
Frank has a basement room like Gerard only it isn't as dark.
He turns on the radio and lays down on the bed, awkwardly I sit next to him.
He sits up and smiles at me, edges closer and kisses me. I place my hands on his waist and soon the kissing turns rough and t-shirts are on the floor, hands are tugging at pants.
Frank looks at me, searching for permission. I nod.
The button on my pants is undone.
This is it.

I blink my eyes rapidly as I adjust to the light shining through the windows. I sit up in bed and notice I'm not in my room, at my home.
I'm in Frank's room, in Frank's bed.
He's asleep next to me and our clothes are strewn across the floor. I bite my lip and grab my underwear on the bedside table. After putting it on under the covers I slide out of bed and shuffle to wear my t-shirt is. I pick it up and then hear a giggle, I spin around holding my t-shirt to me and look at Frank who's sat up in bed watching me.
"How long have you been awake?"
"About twenty seconds." He smiles.
"We...um...did we like..."
"Yeah we did...we're on about the same thing?"
"We had sex?" I cringe.
"Yep...are you okay?" He grabs his boxers and wriggles them on then gets out of bed and walks over to me. I pull my t-shirt over my head and he hugs me tightly.
"I'm fine Frank, just...wow." I grin.
"Do you not remember?" He laughs.
I do...it all flashes in my head. "Yeah, I remember. It was amazing. You're amazing."
I pull away from the hug and put my pants on, Frank gets dressed and we head upstairs to see his mom sat down at the table eating toast whilst reading the newspaper.
"You boys were quite...loud last night she says and puts the newspaper down?"
I feel my cheeks burning and I know I've gone bright red. "Mom!" Frank hisses.
"Well it's true! Sounded like you were going to go through the wall!" She sniggers. "Anyway. We need to talk later Frank so you better come home."
I notice Frank has gone bright red too, we leave quickly.
"I'm so sorry Mikey." Frank sighs as his hand grabs mine halfway down the street.
"It's okay. Not your fault...oh God, your mom heard us." I laugh and blush.
"I know! How awkward." Frankie laughs too.

When we get to my house I get changed, not bothered that Frank was there.
Then we go downstairs to see Gerard, music is blasting out and we hear it from the top of the stairs but our parents are out so it doesn't really matter how loud he plays it.
We just push the door open and I'm pretty sure both of us are shocked.
Ray.
Gerard.
Making Out.

"Fucking hell." I whisper.
We pull the door shut and head back upstairs, once we hit the top step I burst out laughing. "Oh my God, never thought I'd see that."
"Same here." Frank chuckles. I hear the music turn down and a slam, suddenly Gerard is stood in front of us looking awkward.
"Hey guys...what are you doing?"
"Nothing, just came home to change."
"You stayed at Frankie's?" He raises his eyebrows then grins. "Oh! You guys...um...did it?"
I nod and blush. "What you doing Gerard?" I giggle.
"Nothing! Just...drawing, you know."
"Really?" I laugh.
"Yeah, are you leaving?"
I look to Frank with a 'are we?' look. He shrugs and gives me a 'sure' look. "Yeah."
"Okay, leave then...now."
"Pushy! Say hi to Ray for me and please, resume sucking faces."
Gerard looks horrified.

(Frank)
I'd said bye to Mikey and gone home, not really looking forward to the chat with my mom.
As soon as I walked through the door. "Frank! Living room, hurry up sweetie."
I sigh, grab a can of Coca-Cola from the fridge and sit in the living room in the arm chair. I bring my legs up onto the chair and curl up. "What do you want to talk about mom?" I ask as I take a sip of the Cola.
"You and Mikey...I know you've had the sex talk with your Dad but you wont see him for a couple of weeks now so I have to tackle this one."
I sigh but let her go on. "So...you and him, last night. You did do what I think you did right?"
"Yes Mom we had sex." She goes bright red and chews her lip.
"I don't know what to say Frank...I can't defend you because you're seventeen and I believe you're old enough to make decisions to do stuff like that but Mikey, he's only fifteen Frankie."
"I know Mom but I didn't make him do anything! He wanted to as much as me."
"Okay! I get he wanted to too but he's still so young."
"It's just two years Mom!"
"Don't hurt him Frankie, he's fifteen, he's had sex with you, you could crush him if you did anything stupid."
"Mom! Believe it or not, I love him so much. I wont hurt him...ever."
Mom tuts but nods her head. "Okay then. I'm going to go have a bath Frankie, see you in a bit."