Never Mind About The Shape I'm In

"Hey, Frank!"

"Kitchen!" I tilit my head to shout, but only look up and away from my microwave s'mores as Mikey enters.

"We should go to the cinema tonight." He grabs a s'more off the plate as he goes to sit beside me on the counter.

"Today. It's like 2 in the morning." I take a bite of my own s'more.

"Late night. Early morning. We should go watch something." He shrugged.

"Sure, but not Muvico. I wanna watch an oldie this time."

"Sweet. The other theater's cheaper." He hops down and dusts off his hands. After dusting down the skeleton onzie Gee loaned me, I hop down as well, but I pause when I feel the cool tile under my left foot.

"You seen my shoe?" I shove another s'more in my mouth and try to remember where it could be.

"When'd you last see it?"

"Locker room." Several beats are missed in the conversation.

"I don't know how to help some one like you." He went for the living room. "You can borrow some of mine"

"Mikey, your feet are huge." Was he spewing shit on purpose.

"Dude, just put on some sandals." He was texting whoever at that point, so I knew this conversation was officially never going places.

"I hate sandals." I whine. "They make my toes cold."

"Socks."

"Fine." I run to me and Gerard's shared room for now. I may have entered lousy because I startle Gerard out of his seat on the edge of the bed and onto his feet."Sorry." I murmur and look for the shoe or my sandals.
He holds his hand over the phone in his hand. "It's cool." He then moves to the adjoined bathroom and lucky for me the acoustic is great so his voice is clear.
"Yeah. Sure... I'll be right over. Babe, it's okay. My mom's still out of town... Til tomorrow night, I guess... My friend. Frank's my fucking friend for the last time... Yeah, I know... I'm literally walking out the door... See you soon, baby." He sighs and I go back to looking as if I wasn't eavesdropping. I tug off my shoe and puts the sandals on. Socks and sandals could work. I don't bother changing out of the jammies because we're goin to a late movie and I'm already wearing socks and sandals so I haven't much to lose. I still pass Gee as he steps out of the bathroom on my way to throw on some guy liner.

Gerard's not in the room when I come out so I just shuffle to the living room.
"The movies."
"With who?"
"Frank."
"And?"
I look between them as they... I honestly have no idea what the hell they're doing, but I decide to sit this one out, so I plop down next to Mikey on the couch, throwing a friendly arm around his middle, resting my head on his shoulder and pulling my knees up.
"Some friends."
Gerard crosses his arms. "Like who?"
"Ray, Pete, Bob, the new kid, Andy-"
Gerard cuts in before I can. "The new kid?"
"Ryan and since when did we go to the movies with Andy?" I chime
"I don't know I like him. He's cool."
"My Andy or?"
"Pete's Andy."
"Oh, yeah! He's cute!" He's so frickin adorable. I let a fond smile tug at my lips and kinda crinkle my eyes.
Gerard turns to me with a tinge of madness in his eyes that I didn't know how to feel about. "Frank!"
"What?!" I hiss. Don't back down. Manipulate all jealousy.
"Cute?! Andy?! Please!" I sit up straighter but keep my arm slung around Mikey.
"I meant like teddy bear cute and what do you care what I think of who?!" He faltered so I went on. " Aren't you going to Kellin's? Wouldn't want to keep your significant other waiting now would we?" I tilt my head.
"What the fuck ever." He huffed. Making an exit.
"Wait-" the door slammed harder than it could ever need to and I hopped to my feet faster than I knew I could and scrambled outside after him, leaving a very confused Mikey Way on the sofa.

I cling to Gerard's wrist once I'm close enough. "I'm sorry." None of that would have ticked him off if he had genuine feelings for Kellin though... Right?

"Dont be." I let his wrist go when he stopped, but wouldn't turn around to look at me.
"I am though. I don't want you to be upset... Especially with me." He turned then.
"Frank..." His eyes were too strong so I looked down at my sock clad toes.
"I want you to always be happy with me." I swear I don't know where that line came from, but it felt true. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be." He held the back of my neck and kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry I freaked you out. We good?"
"Um..." He fucking kissed me, not on the lips but- "Sure, yeah. Great."
"Great. I gotta go... Um...Kellin." He gathered himself from his daze, pulled his warm hand away and turned his back to me.

This boy is confusing the hell out of me.

Notes

This one's kind of a bridge chapter too pretense the event of the next.
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