I'm really not okay.
Chapter 19- A new start
I could feel the beautiful boy’s eyes on me as I made down the stairs. I am feeling flustered under his gaze. So I make my way downstairs and kiss him briefly. “Hey, Baby. Who are they?” I ask the beautiful boy who I’m proud to call my boyfriend. Then I look up to see that both of the strangers staring at me. The girl is looking at me happily but the boy… he is looking at me with a strange look in his eye. I can’t quite place it but it seems to be a mixture of lust, jealousy and joy.
“This is my new family,” Frank says as he smiles at the somewhat older strangers perhaps eighteen or nineteen compared to me who is fifteen and Frank who is sixteen. I reach a hand out to shake the hands of Frank’s ‘new family’… what the fuck did that even mean? The boy with the blue eyes smirks as he grabs my hand and shakes it firmly.
“Hey, I’m Kellin Quinn,” he smirks at me. I feel like we’ve been shaking hands for uncomfortably long as I can see from the corner of my eye that the girl is rolling her eyes. Did I miss something? She punches Kellin in the arm.
“Kels! Get your shit together!” she snaps. Kellin releases my hand and instead holds his arm. Whoever this girl is she can throw a fucking punch! I’m not surprised because she is a girl but more at her height. She is barely above 5’ and seems to have given Kellin a painful hit, although Kellin may just be a bit of a pussy. Only now do I see his tattoo and realise that it was more likely the former because you have to be fucking brave to get a tattoo! THERE ARE HUGE MOTHER FUCKING NEEDLES INVOLVED IN THAT!!! “Anyway,” she hisses, glaring at Kellin. Seriously what is she so pissed at him about? “I’m Hayley Williams. Kellin and I share a mother but we have different dads!” she explains to me with a smile, shaking my hand. She has nice hands, they’re smooth and small, just like a girl’s hands should me. “Our mum just married Frank’s old man… Who is also called Frank,” she chuckles. That is a cute chuckle. Aww, she is so cute. I mean that in an endearing and not appealing way. I have only got eyes for my Fairy.
“It’s nice to meet you,” I smile at Hayley and Kellin. They both reply with a ‘likewise’. Hayley says this beaming whilst Kellin says it through gritted teeth. Guess he was still in pain. I’m quite proud of this girl! “Okay so I assume you’re here to move Frank?” I ask. They nod, again Hayley looks happy but Kellin is clearly in pain and looks pissed off at the cute little girl.
“I would really love to help,” Kellin says to me and Frank before looking at Hayley. “But I seem to have lost mobility in my right arm for some unknown fucking reason!” he snaps. He seems like a nice enough guy but he is more than a little bit sulky. Get your shit together, Kellin!
“C’mon Kellin, don’t be a pussy. That punch was hardly anything!” Hayley laughs. “Now c’mon everyone, grab the shit, pack the car, get in the car and we can be home by 8!” Hayley grins.
After the car is packed we climb in the car. Frank says that his new home in only about a fifteen minute walk from mine whereas this place was about twenty minutes away and having a shorter walk and more time with Frankie is a win-win situation! We get to his dad’s by 7:57PM.
“Mum, we’re home. Frank and his bo…” Hayley pauses to see Frank shaking his head. Did he not want his dad knowing who I was? “Friend, Frank and his friend are with us,” Hayley shouts throughout the home. I only now realise how big it is. There must be at least four bedrooms in this place. “Guess they’re still on date night,” Hayley shrugs. “Hey, you guys want dinner? We were going to order pizza as we’ve got shit tonnes of lifting because Frank’s room is on the second floor…” Hayley trails off turning to face us. “We didn’t really plan that bit through,” she says with another shrug.
By the time that we have taken all of Frank’s possessions to his new room, which I notice is pretty spacious with a comfy looking double bed that I’m sure will serve me and Frank well whenever we actually get a moment to ourselves, it is really fucking late and we decide that I should just spend the night. I change into a pair of Frank’s trackpants because my jeans are just not comfortable.
Kellin has hardly spoken since Hayley punched him but I do notice him staring at me as I’m helping Frank put his posters up and it is kind of creepy. We pack away all of Frank’s clothes and CDs. Frank gets his laptop out on the bed and plays some music as we sit around waiting for our pizza. We make small talk all night, and Kellin kind of joins in, but when it gets to 1AM we all decide that we should get some rest. Kellin and Hayley fuck off to their own rooms and Frank and I get into that beautiful bed of his. “I love you Gerard,” Frank whispers into my hair as I’m nuzzled into his neck.
“I love you too, Frankie. I love you so fucking much,” I smile. Frank grabs my chin and tilts my head back, my eyes meeting his. He closes the gap between our mouths in a hungry kiss. He quickly lifts me on top of him so that I am straddling his hips. His hands, as always, fall to my arse. I’m not complaining though because he clearly fucking loves my arse and that makes me feel good. I run my hands up the front of his top. I run my nails along his chest as our tongues are dancing. Frank’s hands are squeezing and massaging my arse through my trackpants which is when I realise that we are wearing way too many clothes. I quickly detach our moves to shed our shirts before I consume him in a powerful kiss again. I kiss down Frank’s jaw and to his throat. I mark him a bit before I move down to his collar bone, biting hard, before I soothe it with my tongue and kiss across to the other, repeating the same process. This causes a loud moan to escape through Frank’s beautiful mouth and he unintentionally bucks up his hips into mine, causing a surprised moan from both of us. I sucked love bites across his chest before focusing on his nipple, rolling the bud between my teeth, teasing it with my tongue, nipping, sucking, anything to make Frank moan those beautiful moans. I move onto the other nipple, treating it just as I had the first. Once he accidently started the grinding we found it a bit impossible to stop and actually increased our speed and pressure. Pretty soon Frank’s chest is covered in love bites and we are panting as our mouths reattach in a fiery kiss.
“Gee,” Frankie moans out, breathily.
“What is it, baby?” I ask Frank, huskily.
“I want you, Gee,” I stop grinding to look deep into Frank’s eyes, filled with lust and desire. “Not all the way tonight but, oh God, I need something Gee. Please, I need you to do something,” That was a relief because as much as I wanted that I knew that we should make it special. I look deep into Frank’s eyes and see that he means what he says. I nod and resume kissing and grinding with Frank. I slowly move my hands across Frank’s chest and stomach, eventually reaching the waist band of his trackies. I stop kissing Frank and lift my head up.
“Is this okay?” I ask Frank, who in response reaches his hand down to cup me through my layers of clothing. I moan aloud because it feels fucking good the way he is palming me.
“Only if this is,” Frank says with a smirk. I lurch forward captivating his lips with mine. Biting his lip for entry and explore his mouth with my tongue. My dominance was making Frank moan so I decided to increase my dominance. I slid one hand into Frank’s trackies, gripping his erection through his boxers. And slowly sliding my hand up and down, teasing his length. “Shit, Gee, that is so fucking- ungh- that is so fucking good,” Frank moans as he shoves his hand into my boxers, wrapping his fingers around the base of my cock.
“Fuck, Frankie,” I groan as he moves his hand up and down my erection, expertly. I slip my hand to the waistband of his boxers and trackies, yanking them down to his knees. I wrap a firm grip onto his cock and start moving my hand fast. Adding twist as my hand reaches the tip. Frank jerks his hips up and moans really loud as I graze his slit with my thumb. As I do so I feel my thumb soaked with precum and I’m pretty sure that there is a fair bit of precum escaping me at this moment in time.
“Shit, Gee, that…” Frankie pauses to moan louder than I’ve ever heard him. “That is fucking amazing, I’m so fucking close,” Frankie groans as he leans up, biting and sucking marks into my neck and across my collar bones.
“Me too, Frankie,” I grunt. Frankie and I start speeding up our movements and I am so close but I want to get Frank there first. I can tell that Frank is right on the brink by the way that he is thrusting upwards with every stroke and by how erratic his hand movements have got. I lean down and nibble on Frank’s earlobe. “C’mon, Baby, I want to see you cum for me,” I purr as I lean back to look at Frank with a smirk. That is what it takes to tip him over the edge.
“I’m cumming,” he moans. “Geeeee!” he screams as he releases onto my hand and his own stomach. Seeing Frank cum and hearing him scream my name along with the ridiculous speed of Frank’s smooth fingers around my cock is enough to send me there too.
“Fuck! Frankie!” I groan loudly and I cum all over Frankie’s hand and my boxers. I pull my hand away from Frank’s sensitive dick and he does the same. Frank reaches on the floor, grabbing his shirt and using it to wipe our hands and his stomach.
“Fucking hell, Gerard, that was fucking amazing” Frank gasps out of breath. I hum in agreement. “Thank you, Gee, I needed that. Goodnight Babe, I love you,” Frank whispers as he turns me on my side and spoons me.
“G’night, Sugar. I love you too and don’t thank me, it was my pleasure, literally,” I joke. Frank kisses my neck and we fall into a warm and satisfied sleep.
I wake up and realise that I’m alone. I get up and fuck, I am practically fucking glued to my boxers, urgh, although last night was completely worth it. I go and grab a pair of Frank’s boxers and my skinnies and head off to find a bathroom. I found one and decide that Frank would be fine with me showering. I lock the door and hop in the shower. I quickly was off all of the cum and clean the rest of my body before quickly drying and putting on the boxers and jeans. I grab my dirty boxers and realise that I left my shirt in Frank’s room, oh well. I unlock the door and open it only to be pushed back in. At first I don’t realise who it is and assume that it’s Frank until I notice that this person is in fact taller than me. Kellin.
“Gerard,” he growls, grabbing my wrists and pinning my hand above my head. “You were so loud last night,” he continues. “It was so fucking hot,” he moans, grinding down into me. What the fuck? This isn’t cool. “You had little Frankie to get you off but I had to deal with myself after hearing you fucking moan and scream like that. That isn’t very fair now, is it?” Kellin pouts as he continues grinding into me. He leans down, kissing my neck then down to my collar bones and when he starts trying to mark me I lost it. I had been fighting him off before but now that he was trying to mark me I held nothing back. Only Frank gets to mark me! I am his and he is mine! I raise my knee right into Kellin’s groin and he stops his attempts and marking me as he stumbles back.
“What the fuck Kellin? I am in love with your step-brother, stop trying to get with me. That is so fucking wrong!” I hiss, growing frustrated I shout “I don’t like guys, okay?” and Kellin even manages a confused expression through his pain. “Frank is the only fucking exception!” I yell before I put my mouth to his ear. “I think you’re nice Kellin so I will let this slide and I won’t tell anyone but if you try this again I will hurt you and I’ll tell Frank and he’ll hurt you and then together we will hurt you,” I grit. “Do you understand the basic message?” I mock. “Do this again and I won’t forgive you and you will get hurt,” I clarify in a threatening whisper. I pull away and look at Kellin who just nods at me.
“Sorry,” he whispers. “It won’t happen again,” he finishes before he stumbles off, presumably to his room to cry. I grab the cum covered boxers and walk to Frank’s room, chucking the boxers in the wash hamper and throwing my shirt on. I make my way downstairs and see Frank and Hayley sat gossiping at the table.
“Heya, Sugar,” I smile and I wrap my arms around Frank’s waist, kissing his head. Hayley coos at us because apparently we are adorable.
“You guys are adorable!” she squeals… see what I mean. “Oh, guys I should warn you. I obviously know Kellin better than you guys so I think that I should warn you that I think that he has a crush on Gerard,” Hayley says. Really? No shit!
“Oh, I’m sure he’ll be decent,” I smile and Hayley says she hopes as much but he is a bit of a man-whore. She is right on the money, he is a right slut! “So, what were you guys talking about?” I ask, resting my chin on Frank’s head.
“Just talking about Izzy, I described what she was like and how she looks and Hayley thinks she sounds hot and awesome,” Frank states casually.
“Oh so are you a lesb…”
“Bi-sexual,” she corrects. I nod in acceptance because I never have and never will have a problem with someone’s sexuality. Well I did with Frank… well I didn’t… I pretended to. We all chat for the whole morning. Kellin joins us and is acting normal, no flirting, no staring, no awkward silence. It’s pretty awesome and, when he isn’t trying to jump my bones, he is a pretty awesome guy and he is really fucking hilarious.
Frank runs off upstairs to go and get his laptop to show us some funny cat videos on YouTube.
“So, what are you doing for Valentine’s day?” Kellin asks once Frank is out of ear shot. The way he asks it seems to be about ninety-five per cent curiosity and only five per cent jealousy, I can handle that.
“I don’t know, I still have ages to plan. Valentine’s day isn’t until…”
“This Friday,” Hayley cuts me off. WHAT?
“No fucking way! It’s the twelth?” I gape at Hayley and she nods. “Shit! I need to go home and do the classwork that I expect I have been emailed so that I can get on with planning something fucking perfect for my Fairy!” I panic.
“I know that I hardly know Frank but he seems like someone who’d prefer a quiet and romantic night in instead of like an elaborate date,” Kellin says and Hayley nods and fuck, they’re right.
“You’re right guys. Do you think we could come here for Valentine’s day? Spend the say being romantic and shit here?” I ask and Hayley grins.
“Give me your phone and I’ll add my number then I can organise the whole thing, space wise. I think mum and Frank senior are at a spa…” she leads off as I hand my phone and she taps in her number. “And I was thinking of maybe meeting with Izzy, just to hang out because I am not asking a stranger out, because she sounds awesome and I want to get to know her,” she smirks.
“What about you, Kels?” I ask. I felt awkward using his nickname at first considering what happened earlier but when he reacted normally I decided it was fine.
“I don’t know. I just moved in here from out of state, where I lived with my dad, so I don’t know anyone…” he trails off and then an ingenious thought pops up in my amazing brain.
“I have a friend, Bob. He doesn’t have anything to do and I know that the two of you would get along great! I am pretty much his only friend but considering the fact that I’m going to be with Franks a lot more now I’m sure that he would be grateful to have someone as awesome as you as a friend!” I smile to Kellin.
“Okay,” Kellin nods with a small smile. “That sounds awesome, thanks,” he adds.
Frank comes back down with his laptop and I turn around and give him a long sweet kiss. “I have to go home and catch up on work, Baby,” I say. I’m not lying but the main reason that I am going home is to plan Friday.
“Oh, that sucks,” Frankie pouts before putting his laptop down on the counter and putting his arms on my hips, pulling me into another slow and loving kiss. “Text me?” Frank asks.
“Of course, Fairy!” I giggle. “I’ll be over on Friday for Valentine’s day and no, before you ask, you may not know what I have planned!” I laugh as Frank pouts.
“Fine,” he sulks. “Bye, Babe, I love you,”
“I love you too, Frankie,” I say as I kiss him again, much quicker this last time and leave. Luckily his house is right by the school so I know my way home. I get home in no time and find Mikes on the sofa.
“Hey, Gee. I heard about Frank’s mum. I was going to call him but I thought best leave you to do the comforting,” Mikey says considerately.
“Good thinking, Mikes. Don’t worry about Franks though. He has moved in with his dad and step-siblings, which are awesome, which is even closer,” I inform Mikey and he nods. “What you doing on Friday?” I ask Mikey.
“Me and Ray are having a movie night with a take away. Nothing flashy but it’ll be nice,” Mikey smiles at the thought.
“Okay, thanks, Mikey. I was thinking of a movie night and cooking Frankie dinner. Is that lame?” I ask, concerned that I was going to fuck up our first Valentine’s day.
“No, dude! That sounds lovely and really down to Earth… just like you and Frank really,” Mikey says with a fond smile.
“Okay, thanks, bro. I’m going downstairs to catch up on missing work and then I’ll be going to bed. I’ll see you in the morning when we have school,” I remind Mikey.
“Sure thing, bro. Sleep well,” Mikey says with a smile.
“You too!” I replied as I ran downstairs.
I got all my work done; texting Franks cute messages whilst I was of course, and was now in bed. I had been trying to sleep for about forty minutes and when I can’t I decide to call Frank.
“Gee?”
“Hey, Baby,”
“Hey. I’m not complaining but why are you calling?”
“Because I couldn’t sleep and thought maybe hearing you and talking could help me,” I explain.
“That is so fucking sweet, Babe,” I hear him smiling.
Me and Frank talk for about twenty minutes about absolutely nothing, just talking for the sake of it.
“Okay well I’m pretty tired now, Gee,” Frank yawns.
“Me too, Sugar. Thanks for helping me sleep. I love you and have gorgeous dreams,”
“You too, Babe, love you,” I hear Frank smile as he replies.
“Bye, Baby,” I say and after hearing a shy bye from my Fairy, I hang up and drift off to sleep.
Thursday is uneventful. I attend classes, hang out with Bob, Ray, Mikey and Izzy. We talk about music and Valentine’s day. I find out that Frank has gotten Bob and Izzy in touch with Kellin and Hayley and that they are all hanging out tomorrow, which is awesome. I text Frank a lot and refine my Valentine’s day plans. By bed time I am exhausted and after a quick call to my Fairy and exchanging beautiful ‘I love you’s’ it is time for me to sleep. I dream of Frankie and how our Valentine’s day goes and let’s just say that I hope that we have the opposite to the shitty day that I dream.
I wake up and dress nice but casual. I am spending all day with Frank, meaning that I successfully went to one full school day this week… oops. As I leave my house with the movies and ingredients for our day I am panicking. I get to Frank’s and grab the key that Hayley had left for me under the welcome mat. I let myself in, set up our movies in the living room and put away the ingredients. I start cooking the pancakes and when I set the onto the tray with a rose and two cups of coffee I feel like a cheesy fuck. What if Frank thinks that this breakfast in bed is stupid and cheesy?
Then I realise that won’t happen. Frankie is always the one sending cheesy texts. The boy loves corny romantic shit. I open the door to Frank’s bedroom and wake him with the tray of breakfast for us. As soon as he sees me and the breakfast he cries. “Oh my God, Gee. You are so fucking sweet and romantic,” he grabs the breakfast and places it on his bedside table, grabbing my hips and pulling me down on top of him. Frank is immediately pushing his perfect tongue into my mouth, exploring it in such a way that has me moaning. I am already moaning and we are two minutes into our twelve hour date.
I can already tell that this is going to be a great fucking day!
“This is my new family,” Frank says as he smiles at the somewhat older strangers perhaps eighteen or nineteen compared to me who is fifteen and Frank who is sixteen. I reach a hand out to shake the hands of Frank’s ‘new family’… what the fuck did that even mean? The boy with the blue eyes smirks as he grabs my hand and shakes it firmly.
“Hey, I’m Kellin Quinn,” he smirks at me. I feel like we’ve been shaking hands for uncomfortably long as I can see from the corner of my eye that the girl is rolling her eyes. Did I miss something? She punches Kellin in the arm.
“Kels! Get your shit together!” she snaps. Kellin releases my hand and instead holds his arm. Whoever this girl is she can throw a fucking punch! I’m not surprised because she is a girl but more at her height. She is barely above 5’ and seems to have given Kellin a painful hit, although Kellin may just be a bit of a pussy. Only now do I see his tattoo and realise that it was more likely the former because you have to be fucking brave to get a tattoo! THERE ARE HUGE MOTHER FUCKING NEEDLES INVOLVED IN THAT!!! “Anyway,” she hisses, glaring at Kellin. Seriously what is she so pissed at him about? “I’m Hayley Williams. Kellin and I share a mother but we have different dads!” she explains to me with a smile, shaking my hand. She has nice hands, they’re smooth and small, just like a girl’s hands should me. “Our mum just married Frank’s old man… Who is also called Frank,” she chuckles. That is a cute chuckle. Aww, she is so cute. I mean that in an endearing and not appealing way. I have only got eyes for my Fairy.
“It’s nice to meet you,” I smile at Hayley and Kellin. They both reply with a ‘likewise’. Hayley says this beaming whilst Kellin says it through gritted teeth. Guess he was still in pain. I’m quite proud of this girl! “Okay so I assume you’re here to move Frank?” I ask. They nod, again Hayley looks happy but Kellin is clearly in pain and looks pissed off at the cute little girl.
“I would really love to help,” Kellin says to me and Frank before looking at Hayley. “But I seem to have lost mobility in my right arm for some unknown fucking reason!” he snaps. He seems like a nice enough guy but he is more than a little bit sulky. Get your shit together, Kellin!
“C’mon Kellin, don’t be a pussy. That punch was hardly anything!” Hayley laughs. “Now c’mon everyone, grab the shit, pack the car, get in the car and we can be home by 8!” Hayley grins.
After the car is packed we climb in the car. Frank says that his new home in only about a fifteen minute walk from mine whereas this place was about twenty minutes away and having a shorter walk and more time with Frankie is a win-win situation! We get to his dad’s by 7:57PM.
“Mum, we’re home. Frank and his bo…” Hayley pauses to see Frank shaking his head. Did he not want his dad knowing who I was? “Friend, Frank and his friend are with us,” Hayley shouts throughout the home. I only now realise how big it is. There must be at least four bedrooms in this place. “Guess they’re still on date night,” Hayley shrugs. “Hey, you guys want dinner? We were going to order pizza as we’ve got shit tonnes of lifting because Frank’s room is on the second floor…” Hayley trails off turning to face us. “We didn’t really plan that bit through,” she says with another shrug.
By the time that we have taken all of Frank’s possessions to his new room, which I notice is pretty spacious with a comfy looking double bed that I’m sure will serve me and Frank well whenever we actually get a moment to ourselves, it is really fucking late and we decide that I should just spend the night. I change into a pair of Frank’s trackpants because my jeans are just not comfortable.
Kellin has hardly spoken since Hayley punched him but I do notice him staring at me as I’m helping Frank put his posters up and it is kind of creepy. We pack away all of Frank’s clothes and CDs. Frank gets his laptop out on the bed and plays some music as we sit around waiting for our pizza. We make small talk all night, and Kellin kind of joins in, but when it gets to 1AM we all decide that we should get some rest. Kellin and Hayley fuck off to their own rooms and Frank and I get into that beautiful bed of his. “I love you Gerard,” Frank whispers into my hair as I’m nuzzled into his neck.
“I love you too, Frankie. I love you so fucking much,” I smile. Frank grabs my chin and tilts my head back, my eyes meeting his. He closes the gap between our mouths in a hungry kiss. He quickly lifts me on top of him so that I am straddling his hips. His hands, as always, fall to my arse. I’m not complaining though because he clearly fucking loves my arse and that makes me feel good. I run my hands up the front of his top. I run my nails along his chest as our tongues are dancing. Frank’s hands are squeezing and massaging my arse through my trackpants which is when I realise that we are wearing way too many clothes. I quickly detach our moves to shed our shirts before I consume him in a powerful kiss again. I kiss down Frank’s jaw and to his throat. I mark him a bit before I move down to his collar bone, biting hard, before I soothe it with my tongue and kiss across to the other, repeating the same process. This causes a loud moan to escape through Frank’s beautiful mouth and he unintentionally bucks up his hips into mine, causing a surprised moan from both of us. I sucked love bites across his chest before focusing on his nipple, rolling the bud between my teeth, teasing it with my tongue, nipping, sucking, anything to make Frank moan those beautiful moans. I move onto the other nipple, treating it just as I had the first. Once he accidently started the grinding we found it a bit impossible to stop and actually increased our speed and pressure. Pretty soon Frank’s chest is covered in love bites and we are panting as our mouths reattach in a fiery kiss.
“Gee,” Frankie moans out, breathily.
“What is it, baby?” I ask Frank, huskily.
“I want you, Gee,” I stop grinding to look deep into Frank’s eyes, filled with lust and desire. “Not all the way tonight but, oh God, I need something Gee. Please, I need you to do something,” That was a relief because as much as I wanted that I knew that we should make it special. I look deep into Frank’s eyes and see that he means what he says. I nod and resume kissing and grinding with Frank. I slowly move my hands across Frank’s chest and stomach, eventually reaching the waist band of his trackies. I stop kissing Frank and lift my head up.
“Is this okay?” I ask Frank, who in response reaches his hand down to cup me through my layers of clothing. I moan aloud because it feels fucking good the way he is palming me.
“Only if this is,” Frank says with a smirk. I lurch forward captivating his lips with mine. Biting his lip for entry and explore his mouth with my tongue. My dominance was making Frank moan so I decided to increase my dominance. I slid one hand into Frank’s trackies, gripping his erection through his boxers. And slowly sliding my hand up and down, teasing his length. “Shit, Gee, that is so fucking- ungh- that is so fucking good,” Frank moans as he shoves his hand into my boxers, wrapping his fingers around the base of my cock.
“Fuck, Frankie,” I groan as he moves his hand up and down my erection, expertly. I slip my hand to the waistband of his boxers and trackies, yanking them down to his knees. I wrap a firm grip onto his cock and start moving my hand fast. Adding twist as my hand reaches the tip. Frank jerks his hips up and moans really loud as I graze his slit with my thumb. As I do so I feel my thumb soaked with precum and I’m pretty sure that there is a fair bit of precum escaping me at this moment in time.
“Shit, Gee, that…” Frankie pauses to moan louder than I’ve ever heard him. “That is fucking amazing, I’m so fucking close,” Frankie groans as he leans up, biting and sucking marks into my neck and across my collar bones.
“Me too, Frankie,” I grunt. Frankie and I start speeding up our movements and I am so close but I want to get Frank there first. I can tell that Frank is right on the brink by the way that he is thrusting upwards with every stroke and by how erratic his hand movements have got. I lean down and nibble on Frank’s earlobe. “C’mon, Baby, I want to see you cum for me,” I purr as I lean back to look at Frank with a smirk. That is what it takes to tip him over the edge.
“I’m cumming,” he moans. “Geeeee!” he screams as he releases onto my hand and his own stomach. Seeing Frank cum and hearing him scream my name along with the ridiculous speed of Frank’s smooth fingers around my cock is enough to send me there too.
“Fuck! Frankie!” I groan loudly and I cum all over Frankie’s hand and my boxers. I pull my hand away from Frank’s sensitive dick and he does the same. Frank reaches on the floor, grabbing his shirt and using it to wipe our hands and his stomach.
“Fucking hell, Gerard, that was fucking amazing” Frank gasps out of breath. I hum in agreement. “Thank you, Gee, I needed that. Goodnight Babe, I love you,” Frank whispers as he turns me on my side and spoons me.
“G’night, Sugar. I love you too and don’t thank me, it was my pleasure, literally,” I joke. Frank kisses my neck and we fall into a warm and satisfied sleep.
I wake up and realise that I’m alone. I get up and fuck, I am practically fucking glued to my boxers, urgh, although last night was completely worth it. I go and grab a pair of Frank’s boxers and my skinnies and head off to find a bathroom. I found one and decide that Frank would be fine with me showering. I lock the door and hop in the shower. I quickly was off all of the cum and clean the rest of my body before quickly drying and putting on the boxers and jeans. I grab my dirty boxers and realise that I left my shirt in Frank’s room, oh well. I unlock the door and open it only to be pushed back in. At first I don’t realise who it is and assume that it’s Frank until I notice that this person is in fact taller than me. Kellin.
“Gerard,” he growls, grabbing my wrists and pinning my hand above my head. “You were so loud last night,” he continues. “It was so fucking hot,” he moans, grinding down into me. What the fuck? This isn’t cool. “You had little Frankie to get you off but I had to deal with myself after hearing you fucking moan and scream like that. That isn’t very fair now, is it?” Kellin pouts as he continues grinding into me. He leans down, kissing my neck then down to my collar bones and when he starts trying to mark me I lost it. I had been fighting him off before but now that he was trying to mark me I held nothing back. Only Frank gets to mark me! I am his and he is mine! I raise my knee right into Kellin’s groin and he stops his attempts and marking me as he stumbles back.
“What the fuck Kellin? I am in love with your step-brother, stop trying to get with me. That is so fucking wrong!” I hiss, growing frustrated I shout “I don’t like guys, okay?” and Kellin even manages a confused expression through his pain. “Frank is the only fucking exception!” I yell before I put my mouth to his ear. “I think you’re nice Kellin so I will let this slide and I won’t tell anyone but if you try this again I will hurt you and I’ll tell Frank and he’ll hurt you and then together we will hurt you,” I grit. “Do you understand the basic message?” I mock. “Do this again and I won’t forgive you and you will get hurt,” I clarify in a threatening whisper. I pull away and look at Kellin who just nods at me.
“Sorry,” he whispers. “It won’t happen again,” he finishes before he stumbles off, presumably to his room to cry. I grab the cum covered boxers and walk to Frank’s room, chucking the boxers in the wash hamper and throwing my shirt on. I make my way downstairs and see Frank and Hayley sat gossiping at the table.
“Heya, Sugar,” I smile and I wrap my arms around Frank’s waist, kissing his head. Hayley coos at us because apparently we are adorable.
“You guys are adorable!” she squeals… see what I mean. “Oh, guys I should warn you. I obviously know Kellin better than you guys so I think that I should warn you that I think that he has a crush on Gerard,” Hayley says. Really? No shit!
“Oh, I’m sure he’ll be decent,” I smile and Hayley says she hopes as much but he is a bit of a man-whore. She is right on the money, he is a right slut! “So, what were you guys talking about?” I ask, resting my chin on Frank’s head.
“Just talking about Izzy, I described what she was like and how she looks and Hayley thinks she sounds hot and awesome,” Frank states casually.
“Oh so are you a lesb…”
“Bi-sexual,” she corrects. I nod in acceptance because I never have and never will have a problem with someone’s sexuality. Well I did with Frank… well I didn’t… I pretended to. We all chat for the whole morning. Kellin joins us and is acting normal, no flirting, no staring, no awkward silence. It’s pretty awesome and, when he isn’t trying to jump my bones, he is a pretty awesome guy and he is really fucking hilarious.
Frank runs off upstairs to go and get his laptop to show us some funny cat videos on YouTube.
“So, what are you doing for Valentine’s day?” Kellin asks once Frank is out of ear shot. The way he asks it seems to be about ninety-five per cent curiosity and only five per cent jealousy, I can handle that.
“I don’t know, I still have ages to plan. Valentine’s day isn’t until…”
“This Friday,” Hayley cuts me off. WHAT?
“No fucking way! It’s the twelth?” I gape at Hayley and she nods. “Shit! I need to go home and do the classwork that I expect I have been emailed so that I can get on with planning something fucking perfect for my Fairy!” I panic.
“I know that I hardly know Frank but he seems like someone who’d prefer a quiet and romantic night in instead of like an elaborate date,” Kellin says and Hayley nods and fuck, they’re right.
“You’re right guys. Do you think we could come here for Valentine’s day? Spend the say being romantic and shit here?” I ask and Hayley grins.
“Give me your phone and I’ll add my number then I can organise the whole thing, space wise. I think mum and Frank senior are at a spa…” she leads off as I hand my phone and she taps in her number. “And I was thinking of maybe meeting with Izzy, just to hang out because I am not asking a stranger out, because she sounds awesome and I want to get to know her,” she smirks.
“What about you, Kels?” I ask. I felt awkward using his nickname at first considering what happened earlier but when he reacted normally I decided it was fine.
“I don’t know. I just moved in here from out of state, where I lived with my dad, so I don’t know anyone…” he trails off and then an ingenious thought pops up in my amazing brain.
“I have a friend, Bob. He doesn’t have anything to do and I know that the two of you would get along great! I am pretty much his only friend but considering the fact that I’m going to be with Franks a lot more now I’m sure that he would be grateful to have someone as awesome as you as a friend!” I smile to Kellin.
“Okay,” Kellin nods with a small smile. “That sounds awesome, thanks,” he adds.
Frank comes back down with his laptop and I turn around and give him a long sweet kiss. “I have to go home and catch up on work, Baby,” I say. I’m not lying but the main reason that I am going home is to plan Friday.
“Oh, that sucks,” Frankie pouts before putting his laptop down on the counter and putting his arms on my hips, pulling me into another slow and loving kiss. “Text me?” Frank asks.
“Of course, Fairy!” I giggle. “I’ll be over on Friday for Valentine’s day and no, before you ask, you may not know what I have planned!” I laugh as Frank pouts.
“Fine,” he sulks. “Bye, Babe, I love you,”
“I love you too, Frankie,” I say as I kiss him again, much quicker this last time and leave. Luckily his house is right by the school so I know my way home. I get home in no time and find Mikes on the sofa.
“Hey, Gee. I heard about Frank’s mum. I was going to call him but I thought best leave you to do the comforting,” Mikey says considerately.
“Good thinking, Mikes. Don’t worry about Franks though. He has moved in with his dad and step-siblings, which are awesome, which is even closer,” I inform Mikey and he nods. “What you doing on Friday?” I ask Mikey.
“Me and Ray are having a movie night with a take away. Nothing flashy but it’ll be nice,” Mikey smiles at the thought.
“Okay, thanks, Mikey. I was thinking of a movie night and cooking Frankie dinner. Is that lame?” I ask, concerned that I was going to fuck up our first Valentine’s day.
“No, dude! That sounds lovely and really down to Earth… just like you and Frank really,” Mikey says with a fond smile.
“Okay, thanks, bro. I’m going downstairs to catch up on missing work and then I’ll be going to bed. I’ll see you in the morning when we have school,” I remind Mikey.
“Sure thing, bro. Sleep well,” Mikey says with a smile.
“You too!” I replied as I ran downstairs.
I got all my work done; texting Franks cute messages whilst I was of course, and was now in bed. I had been trying to sleep for about forty minutes and when I can’t I decide to call Frank.
“Gee?”
“Hey, Baby,”
“Hey. I’m not complaining but why are you calling?”
“Because I couldn’t sleep and thought maybe hearing you and talking could help me,” I explain.
“That is so fucking sweet, Babe,” I hear him smiling.
Me and Frank talk for about twenty minutes about absolutely nothing, just talking for the sake of it.
“Okay well I’m pretty tired now, Gee,” Frank yawns.
“Me too, Sugar. Thanks for helping me sleep. I love you and have gorgeous dreams,”
“You too, Babe, love you,” I hear Frank smile as he replies.
“Bye, Baby,” I say and after hearing a shy bye from my Fairy, I hang up and drift off to sleep.
Thursday is uneventful. I attend classes, hang out with Bob, Ray, Mikey and Izzy. We talk about music and Valentine’s day. I find out that Frank has gotten Bob and Izzy in touch with Kellin and Hayley and that they are all hanging out tomorrow, which is awesome. I text Frank a lot and refine my Valentine’s day plans. By bed time I am exhausted and after a quick call to my Fairy and exchanging beautiful ‘I love you’s’ it is time for me to sleep. I dream of Frankie and how our Valentine’s day goes and let’s just say that I hope that we have the opposite to the shitty day that I dream.
I wake up and dress nice but casual. I am spending all day with Frank, meaning that I successfully went to one full school day this week… oops. As I leave my house with the movies and ingredients for our day I am panicking. I get to Frank’s and grab the key that Hayley had left for me under the welcome mat. I let myself in, set up our movies in the living room and put away the ingredients. I start cooking the pancakes and when I set the onto the tray with a rose and two cups of coffee I feel like a cheesy fuck. What if Frank thinks that this breakfast in bed is stupid and cheesy?
Then I realise that won’t happen. Frankie is always the one sending cheesy texts. The boy loves corny romantic shit. I open the door to Frank’s bedroom and wake him with the tray of breakfast for us. As soon as he sees me and the breakfast he cries. “Oh my God, Gee. You are so fucking sweet and romantic,” he grabs the breakfast and places it on his bedside table, grabbing my hips and pulling me down on top of him. Frank is immediately pushing his perfect tongue into my mouth, exploring it in such a way that has me moaning. I am already moaning and we are two minutes into our twelve hour date.
I can already tell that this is going to be a great fucking day!
Notes
There were orgasms!I am so damn embarrassed!
If I don't update ever again it's because I am hiding under a rock!
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DOUBLE LENGTH CHAPTER BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU GUYS!
Yeah so I know that the breakfast in bed is cheesy but sometimes cheesy romance shit is exactly perfect and amazing so shu'up! :P
Thanks for reading this, gorgeous people.
Charley <3
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Well it might not have tied up all the ends, but I read the last chapter & it seems like an ending, although the author said "no more than four more chapters" so yeah p much the end.
12/22/18