I kissed my parents goodbye and drove across town. I love my parents but this was the only suitable appartment closest to them. Mikey's next to move out, and I can't wait for him to have a place of his own and finally become an adult.
I went into the building and was greeted by the Land Lord.
He gave me the key to the room and I went up. It was on the 10th floor and when I went up there, I dropped my papers and my books made a loud noise in the halls and I sat on the floor trying to scoop everything up. I hope I didn't alarm aryone.
"Whoa. Are you okay? Need help?" I looked over my shoulder at the voice. A really cute guy, I better not stare.
Yeah, thanks." I looked back down at my papers.
"Do they go in a certain order?" He said putting some in a pile. I took a glimpse at his pretty face, he had bright green eyes that reminded me of summer grass and his black shiny hair reminded me of my black paint. The way the lines were arranged, I would love to paint this man. He has the perfect bone structure for that and his tattoos made everything beautiful. It's the cute little bow on the present. This way it stuck out and was styled. It was cute!
"No. It's fine, they didn't scatter too much." I said. Our hands met and they stayed there, and when he both looked up at each other, we smiled and moved them. For a moment, everything was perfect. My life, my appartment, my body, and time stopped.
"You're new?" He asked. Whoa, his voice was perfect.
"Yes. I live in room J5, and you?" I asked. CRAP!! SMOOOOOOOTTTTHHH ONE GEE.
"J4, right across from yours, I was on my way up when I seen you. I take the stairs though." His voice AGAIN!!!
"Sweet. Well, I'm gunna move my boxes now, okay?" I said, he shook my hand and we stood awkwardly staring.
"Do you...need help?" He said shyly. I nodded and gave him the spare key and we went inside.
"It's in the moving van downstairs." I said.
We took the stairs and walked down together. He was graceful in every step and I couldn't help to blush. We started grabbing boxes and placing them in the rooms (using the elevator) and eventually...we were done...halfway.
"You have a lot of things." He said.
"Mainly comic books and art stuff. My clothes are in the last boxes." I said.He went to the elevator and pushed the buttons.
"You didn't tell me your name." He said to me.
"Its Gerard. And yours?"
"Frank." OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! Adorable!!!!!!!!1!!!11!!!!11!!!
"Nice.By the way, thank you. For helping me move boxes. I never could have done it on my own." I said. He gave a small giggle and I blushed a bit.
"So your alone?" He asked.
"Yeah." I was embarressed. I had no one. And he probably has a wife, a girlfriend that fucked him everyday and touched him when she pleased.
"Me too. Hey, we should totally be room mates." YEAH! Without the 'room' part.
"It's not too late, is it? I'm fine with it, but your girlfriend wouldn't mind... would she?" I asked putting my hands behind my back.
"What? No dude. I'm... not..." GAY? GAY? GAY? PLEASE?
"I understand. But I'd love to move in. I've never had a roomie before. I can't wait. Should we go see the landlord/manager dude though?" I asked. He nodded and we stepped out of the elevator and to the front desk.
The manager came and she didn't have much of a smile.
"I want to be room mates with him. I'm supposed to be in appartment J5, but he's in the one across from me. We just thought-"
"Okay. Sign this." She gave me the room papers and made us return the key and gave me one for HIS room. Oh my god! A ROOMIE!!!!! A HOT ROOMIE!
She went back to what she was dong and we took the elevator back up. Frank didn't seem too nervous, but I was standing on a tightrope. Wondering if I'd fall or fly.
"Come on." We stepped out and started moving my boxes of boxes again. But this time, it was easier because the room was across from my ex-room and didn't take as much time.
"We can put your stuff in the spare room for now and find you a bed later. I had a small party here a few days ago and now my couch is gone. Crap." He said. I looked at my boxes crowded in the spare room and the big gap in the living room.
"I can buy you one tomorrow. When there's daylight. I can just... sleep on the floor for now-"
"NO! You're my guest. Sleep in my bed & I'LL sleep on the floor." We went to his room. It was a fair sized room with grey plain walls that had no pictures of anyone, no posters of anykind, but books layingeverywhere.
"Frank. Please? Sleep in your bed, I'll be fine." I offered.
"How about...never mind. It's stupid." He said. SLEEP TOGETHER?!?!?YES? YES?
"Tell me. It's okay, I dont judge." I started taking my shoes off and he did too.
"We could... sleep together? AS FRIENDS!" I just got friend zoned.
"Yeah. I mean, it's only for a night." I took my shirt off and my other clothes too. Frank slept in a shirt and some sweats, and I was almost naked? How does that-
"Goodnight Gerard." He said. He got in the covers and I did too. I faced the wall so he doesn't get freaked out by me.
"Goodnight Frank."

Notes

I'm a lame-o!
But not you. Your pretty.

YES YOU!!!
P.S., Hannah, don't overdo it with the makeup.
I've been there.