"Shit!" I yelled looking at the clock.
"What is it?" He asked.
"My Mom is going to kill me! I didn't tell her I was coming here and she needed my help buying groceries. SHIT! That was yesterday!" I yelled.
"Relax. She won't kill you when I'm around." He assured me that everything would be okay.
I still had my clothes on, thank God.
"Come on, we have to go or I'm dead." We got ready in a hurry and left to my house. We talked until we couldn't talk anymore. I swear I almost lost my voice last night.
My house wasn't that far from his appartment. We walked because it wasn;t that far (like I said.)
My Mom's car was home and so was my Dad's. We stopped at my porch.
"I'll tell them we just lost track of time and accidentally fell asleep. It's the truth." I said.
"Okay." He was leaning fowards on me and my Dad opened the door.
"Hey Dad." I said.
"Hey Mr.Way." Gerard looked & sounded nervous.
"Dad, this is Gerard. We're friends. We've been friends." Now I sound nervous.
"Come in." Dad insisted he'd come in but to me, it seemed like a bad idea. Gerard was cool and all, but my Dad's a little over protective.
"I'm sorry I kept your son at my house last night and we talked and lost track of time." Gerard, Gerard, Gerard.
"Oh, okay. Nice to meet you. Thanks for taking my son home safely, Sir." He shook Gerd's hand and then he slowly backed out of my house.
"Bye Gerard." I said before closing the door.
My Mom was in the kitchen where she usually sat.
"He likes you." Mom said.
"Mom, he...I mean, I know. It's just... sorry for not coming home."
"What were you doing at his house last night hmm?" I sat by Mom with a happy look on my face. Even though I didn't sleep with Gerard, I was glad we were friends.
"What did you two do?"
"We just talked about things like our childhoods and then what we both like. We're very similar."
"JUST talking? Frank? Tell me the truth..."
"It IS the truth. We just talked until we got tired. I didn't intercourse with him or anything. I'm not ready for that yet. But at least now I have more than one friend. Speaking of friend, has Ray called?"
"Yeah, he wanted to know if you told your boyfriend that you love him."
"GOD NO! Dammit Ray! He was kidding about the whole boyfriend thing by the way. Me & Gerard aren't dating." Yet.
"I found a few of my old magazines over there I thought you might be interrested in." I looked at the counter and seen about 6 magazines (Mom likes these), I flipped through the first one and found a picture of Gerard and his ex. He did look happy with her. She was wearing this pretty blue and yellow one that shined well. It said his name at the bottom and hers too. I ripped it out and pushed it aside. On the secnd one, there was an article written by Lindsey. She only brought up her husband once, and quoted 'I have a wonderful life. A nice husband and plenty of pretty clothes. My first collection I ever started working on was..." And so on. The third was a magazine called 'Men of Style' and it was by some big fashion company and Gerard was on page 469. I tore out that page and then continued down the list. Mom fell asleep in her room and Dad was in the living room.
"Frank. Come here." My Dad called.
"Yeah?" I stood above the couch smiling down at him.
"You gay?" He asked. Well he's going to find out sooner or later so...
"Yes. Why?"
"Just wondering." He continued watching the television and I went back to cutting out pictures of him. Blushing replaying our kiss in my head. Over & over & over again because it'll probably be my only kiss with him.
Gerard's Point of View.
I stopped at Wal-Mart to find a gift for Frankie. Not the fanciest place to go but it was just the only place nearby in walking distance. My Frankie. I like saying that. I can't let anyone know I'm dating a boy. He's 17, and I'm 24. Only 7 years apart and that isn't too bad. I've seen worse. Okay, so there's a card with a cheesey peom on it, one that's funny, and one that's really dramatic. I didn't really like any of them. But I wasn't going to walk any further. Ooh! This one says 'Love Has No Cost, & I Got You This Card At Wal-Mart, I Still Love You More Than A Fat Kid Loves Cake.' Hah. That's funny. I'll get it.
"Gerard?" Crap. I know that voice anywhere.
"Hey Lindsey." Ooh roses! There's a whole bunch!!
"What are you doing here?" She walked towards me with her cart and put it next to mine, because I have some weird stuff.
"Getting a gift for someone." I looked at her, and she looked different. Her eyes had bags and she seemed thinner.
""Really? Who?" Fuck. I have to lie.
"My boyfriend." I tossed the card and a bunch of plastic roses in the cart.
"Oh. You been okay lately?" I seen a giant box of chocolates and I went to find some that didn't include eggs.
"Yeah. I got an apartment, a boy and a job."
"Where do you work?"
"Crows Nest?"
"You mean that scary looking gay bar? Why?"
"I always used to go there, they offered me a job there and I took it." YES! Found one that didn't include any animals in it. Frank told me that he was a vegan.
"Yeah, that's weird. My husband's in the NFL."
"Good for him."
"What's your boyfriend do?"
"He umm... doesn't have a job?"
"Why not? How old is he?" SUCH PERSONAL QUESTIONS, LINDSEY?!?
"Old enough. I've gotta go. Sorry." I tossed the chocolates in and slowly left.
"Tell me, I won't mind." I went into the aisle next to me and she followed.
"No. Wait, why are you even in Wal-Mart? I thought you didn't like it here because all the 'poor people' around." She looked suspicious and then nodded her head.
"I do but..."
"Hey Honey, I'm almost off my shift." That guy came up to her and kissed her.
"Hey Babe." That's what SHE used to call me. Was she lying to me? SHE WAS!!!!!!
"NFL alright." I pushed my cart around the corner and I started to book it towards the grocery side of the store.
From there I just went to the register to pay but her stupid boyfriend was the register. One of the few that were actually open. I swear. Why does Wal-Mart have 31 Check-out pplaces but everytime I come in, only 4 are actually open. I put all my stuff on the counter. The Whip Cream. The cake. The Card. The Lube. The condoms. The 3 dozen roses. The chocolates. And Gift Card I wanted to buy him. It was a Visa Gift Card for him to spend.
"Will this be all?" He asked nervously.
"You're Lindsey's boyfriend Chad, right?" I've gotta play bullshit.
"No. I'm her husband Bert. Why? Who's this Chad?" Got him right where I want him. Lindsey is going to pay.
"Oh. She was telling me about her boyfriend Chad. He's an NFL Player. She was telling me ALL about him. ANyway, I'm Leroy. Her friend."
"That'll be 78.97." I gave him that exact amount.
"Thanks for the advice Leroy." I nodded and went to the car quickly before I did anythig else. Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, right? I should go before she hunts me down and beats my ass.
Now I've got to get all this ready for my Frankie. Well... whos GOING to be my Frankie tomorrow night. I know that I can't get it on with Frank, but I can still have it ready in my house just in case I was to do it with him later.
Maybe my chances with him are tiny bevause he probably thinks I'm old but it's worth a shot. I think I want to be with him. I think I kissed him to roughly though. He might of didn't like it because I was to 'over-controlling' as Lindsey calls it. She always hated the way I kissed her. It wasn't like that at all with Frank though. He seemed pretty okay with it. We made out and got a little grabby but it was nothing serious. It was playful and cute. His little mouth was adorable and tiny. His small hands pulled me close to him and I went along with it. I don't know why he kissed me though. It's not like he actually likes an old guy like me anyways. Does he?