Frank's Point of View.
SATURDAY!!!!!!!!!! Cartoons! I turned on the Television and sat in front of it like a child.
I couldn't help but feel happy. Gerard. Gerard. Gerard. My love.
Gerard's Point of View.
It's Saturday. I should go to Frankie's house and get to know his family.
#TimeLapse
"It was nice meeting you Gerard." Linda said kindly.
"You too. I hope to see you guys again later." I said giving Frank's parents both a hug.
"Take care of Frank." His Dad said before shutting the door on us both.
Frank's coming to my house. Remember that gift I was getting for him? Well I'm going to get it for him.tonight. The cake's ready, the whip cream is in the fridge and the roses are next the card and the kitchen table has table settings on it so Frank doesn't get hungry. Oh yeah, and the condoms and lube are out of sight where he can't find them. Eva!
"What are we going to do tonight?" Frank asked. He slowly reached for my hand and I assumed he wanted to hold it so I grabbed his first.
"I got something for you that I think you're going to love." I said. He started swinging our hands and I'm not gunna lie, it felt good.His tiny hands holding mine. How adorable.
"Okay, I can't wait. So wait...tell me what you thought of my parents so far." He looked up at me and we continued slowly walking down the street.
"They were fun. They liked me. I like them, and they seem to really love you too Frank." For the rest of the walk we just talked about his Mom and Dad. He talks a lot when it's just me and him.
"Is that Frank?" I looked to my right and seen a group of teenagers across the street.
"Don't say anything, come on." We started to walk faster and soon, I seen my appartment.
"Why were you hiding from them?"
"They're kinda the bullies of my school. Just stay out of their way, okay?" We crossed the street holding hands and got a funny look from the car waiting from us. It's almost 7 pm (19:00) and I can't wait for him to see. I think I have candles to light. You know, 'Set The Mood'. We came up to mine and we stopped at the door.
"Close your eyes." He brought his hands up to cover them and I held onto him as I opened the door. I walked him in and lowered down the lights using my other hand. I closed the door and let him go.
"Ta-Da! You can open now." I said. He moved his hands down and opened.
Frank's Point of View.
I opened my eyes and seen the present he got for me.
"Oh. My. Gawd! Gerard! This is so sweet! No one has ever done this for me before! I love it, thanks!" There was cake on the table, a bunch of roses he handed to me, the table was set, and the lights made everything come together. I gave him a big hug but it was hard because of the flowers I was carrying.
"You're welcome, I though you would. I remember you telling me you don't eat animals so I got you the chocolates that didn't include eggs. It's on the table over there, come on." I put the flowers on his kitchen counter before I went over to the table and sat down across from him.
"Why did you do all this?" I asked.
"A simple date." He winked at me and sliced the cake softly.
"You're amazing, you knowthat?What's this?" I took the envilope from the table and I opened it. (I did see my name on it.) and I opened it before he could even say anything. It was a card with glitter all over the front and a picture of a fat kid eating cake. I opened it and it said 'Love Has No Cost, & I Got You This Card At Wal-Mart, I Still Love You More Than A Fat Kid Loves Cake.' AWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Gerard Way, this is so sweet! Thank you, I'm sorry I couldn't get you anything back." Wait. I KNOW!
"It's fine."
"No wait. I have an idea! How about you come to Prom with me?" I asked.
"Frank. Wow, I'd LOVE to. How about tomorrow, we can go shopping for tuxedos." I took the slice he gave me and started taking small bites.
"Awesome. So that'd be our 2nd official date. This is our first then." I ate more cake and thought of Gerard wearing a dress. A small, short, tightdress-AND WHAT AM I THINKING!?!?
"I know the perfect place to get tuxedos. You'll love it. It's this place is Milan called Revenue Shop and they have the finest tuxedus that fit perfectly thanks to the tailors." I chewed and chewed my food until I realised what he just said.
"MILAN? That's not in the states, Gerard. I can't go to Milan. It caost WAY too much money."
"It's on me Frankie. Don't you remember?...I'm Gerard Way. Fashion Icon, Practically a Millionaire. It'll be fine."
"Really? Whoa, I can't-"
"YOU CAN! We can take a Private Jet tonight and then we'll be back in time for you to go to school." He's being serious?
"Okay Gerard, I'll go. But we have to tell my parents."
"Why? They know that you're with me." He DID have a point.
"Well what time can we leave?"
"NOW! Come on! I'll call my friend Billie. He's a pilot, so he should fly us down there in a day. Let's go to the airport, hurry." He got up and went to his room. I didn't have a jacket so I went to his closet to find one for myself. I closed the door behind me and turned on the lights.
What to wear... what to wear... Whoa. He has the 1918 collection by Paul Readfurn? Whoa, this guy must've love fashion when he was famous. Ooh, I kinda like that dark black blazer in the corner. It's really cute. AND IT FITS!
"Well-Well-Well. Trying on my stuff? Wait a sec that looks really really hot on you. I was going to throw it out becuase it was out of style, season and size. But when you have it on...I'm really turned on." Gerard said coming in. I looked in the mirror at myself and HE'S RIGHT!
"Keep it. You look adorabke, my love. I came in looking for a jacket, but none of them will look as good compared to yours. Anyways, you ready? He'll pick us up in half an hour. I called."
"Yeah. Let's go."