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Well, shit.

You're Just My Style

I woke up just after 7am because I heard yelling.
Correction, I heard Mikey yelling. At Gerard.
I looked through my window to see Gerard talking calmly in the kitchen, while Mikey was getting more and more pissed off.
Gerard shrugged and walked away. Probably to his room.
Gerards bedroom was the basement, but mine, was EVERY PART of upstairs.
Seriously there's like three rooms just for me, two bathrooms, a study room even?!
I got to choose which room I sleep in, so I chose the one with the least amount of sunlight, and the one that face Gerards house.
My bedroom had a fucking walk in closet.
I went downstairs to see if dad was up.
"Frank! What are you doing up so early? Are you sure you're 16?" I laughed at dads question.
"Im gonna go get something from Starbucks, the coffee you have here is shit, dad. Anyway, you want anything?" He laugheed.
"You're going to Starbucks in Batman boxers and a Star Wars shirt?"
"No dad, I'm going to Starbucks in jeans and a hoodie. Seriously, did you want anything?"
"No, I'm fine with my breakfast bagel. Go and get ready for your day with Gerard. I'm glad you two get along so well, he doesn't really have many friends apart from his brother, who is a major social butterfly.." He has friends apparently, I've just never seen them."
Dad doesn't know we're together?
"Dad, Geraard isn't just friend, he's my boyfriend."
"Already? Sooner than i expected."
I just raised an eyebrow before running upstairs.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time lapse~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"What can I get yu sugar?" Fuck she's fake.
Wow. This must be the girl Gerard told me about.
"Caramel macchiato, a hazelnut scone and a raspberry white chocolate muffin please."
"For?"
"Frank." I handed over the money and sat down to wait.
When they called my order I got my coffee and food and drove home.
I gave dad the muffin and ran up to my room. I finished my coffee and scone while I picked out what to wear.
I decided on tight as fuck black skinny jeans, an Iron Maiden shirt, black converse and my hooded leather jacket. I put black eyeliner and eyeshadow on my left eye, and the same with red on my right eye.
When I felt like I was ready, I texted Gerard.

~Hey xx can I come over yet? c;

It only took seconds for him to reply.

~You shouldn't even have to ask xx c;

By the time I'd finished reading his text I was already at his front door. I love being his neighbor.
I knocked three times and heard a muffled 'I GOT it' from inside, a loud thump and Gerard opened the door.
"You should know to just walk in Frank."
He pulled me into a hug before kissing me.
"Wow, um, hey Frank... Gerard can you not suck his face in the open? Thanks."
I laughed. "Nice to see you too, Mikey."
Gerard just dragged me to his door.
"Frank, what you are about to see is pretty fucking important, okay? I've never let anyone see it, only you."
Fuck... I'm scared.
He opened his door and I gasped.
"Is that- I mean, um... I- Are those... Me?"
I pointed at his drawings on his desk. The only ones not on the walls, were all of me.
"Yeah, everything on display in here is what I think about. Welcome to every part of my mind, Frankie."
I can't honestly be on his mind that much... Can I?
There's so much stuff in here I love! One corner was just Star Wars, Batman, Lord Of The Rings, basically nerd heaven. And all the art on the walls... Fuck he's talented!
I looked over on the bed and saw several pieces of paper on it.
When Gerard saw me looking he stiffened a bit.
"Normally, I would've hidden those. But since today I'm completely letting you in, read them. Please."
When he looked at me there was just one emotion showing in his face. Love.
When I looked closer at the sheets of paper I saw that they were all lyrics.
"These are amazing Gerard! Can you please sing one to me?"
He chose one and started to sing.
"Hand in mine into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you
We could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition too,
I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets
I'm trying, I'm trying,
To let you know just how much you mean to me
And after, all the things we put each other through
And I would drive on to the end with you
A liquor store or twoo keeps the gas tank full
And I feel like there's nothing left to do
But prove myself to you
And we'll keep it running
But this time, I mean it,
I'll let you know just how much you mean to me,
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of everything."
When he finished singing, I was close to tears.
Wow. He threw the lyrics on his desk, and moved the others from the bed onto the desk.
He sat down on the bed next to me and looked at me, once agin, his face ws full of love.
I was speechless. So I hoped my kiss would say everything that I couldn't.

Notes

HEY GUYS! LOOK! AN UPDATE! sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, im on my little android netbook and its slow as fuck. but yeah... LOVE YOU ALL! I CANT SEE ANY OF YOUR AMAZING COMMENTS ON THIS LITTLE GREEN PIECE OF SHIT EXCUSE FOR A COMPPUTER GODDAMNIT so il look through them on the weeken when i get the good laptop back! <3

Title credit: You're So Creepy - Ghost Town

~Chrissiewillkill

Comments

How many of my subs on here are still active? I found all my shit, lets get this fuckin thing finished!

GrymmCreeper GrymmCreeper
8/30/17

This story is so awesome and I'm willing to wait as long as I need for you to update. I think it's awesome that you went to see the Mifists I wish I could! Anyway this story is amazing and it's just fucking fabulous.

TwistedKnife TwistedKnife
1/23/14

There's nothing to apologise for, this story is worth the wait, it's by far my favourite fic, it's awesome going to your first ever concert isn't it? There's nothing else like it, especially when it's an incredible band that pops your concert cherry haha mine was hot chelle rae, they were amazing, even better live and that's saying something, this was in 2012, then last year I saw all time low, they put on such an amazing show im STILL not over it! Haha can't wait for the next chapter, if your still suffering writers block maybe you could ask your readers for ideas and say thatif you use any of them you'll put their names in the credits

Nine Inch Nails? Frerard smut? Jesus H. Christ.
...I must be dreaming.
Nah, don't worry about the wait. Shit happens, books become suddenly nonexistent, it's all good. S'all good.

Stitches Stitches
1/22/14

There is nothing wrong with it as far as I'm concerned, im fascinated by blood, like fire I find it entrancing and beautiful, I guess the -oh my fucking god my new kitten keeps playing my guitar!- way I like it is creepy x3 oh and this chapter was so fucking good