You're someone you're not

Me and frank (frank and I, but fuck the grammar police) drove for 45 min to get to this party he had planed. And that would've been fine if and that's a big fucking if he told me any information about the party other than the actionable giggle or snicker.
where are we going?
giggle
whos going to be there?
Silence
why are we going?
snicker
you get the picture. So finally we pulled up to a long drive way of cars. Frank parked his beat up Honda and got out. I followed tentatively. I could already hear the music it sounded like Alice unchained but I can't be sure.
we arrived at the top of the hill to a old house that is like 20x larger than my old house. It looked like it's been threw one too many keggers, though. there was more toilet paper in the trees than leaves and shit was thrown around the yard. Shit such as half a couch bras deflated mini pool common I teams you'd find at a dollar store. I turned to frank to get any clue of what was about to happen he didn't look at me but there was a smile on his face. It wasn't the adorable frank smile that would reassure you it was a phsycopath smile that would give small children nightmares. He must be high.
a guy with an Afro stumbled out of the house. He didn't see us at first but then he started walking towards frank.
" Yo frankie how's it going? How's the big house treating ya? Better that jersey I hope." The boy fist bumped frank.
" Ah ya know still trying to hide the fact that I'm a teenager from the world" he smiled and started to walk inside. As soon as we passed the threshold of the door the music blasted through our ears.
" Oh ray! This is Gerard he's for jersey too! Gee this is ray. He is the best guitarist I know!" Frank yelled over the music and grabbed a beer.
" Cool nice to meet you" I nodded at ray.
" Let's go to the basement. That's where the real fun is" he smiled and took a big swig on his beer. I rolled my eyes and followed pushing past people. No body seemed to identify frank as the presidents son.
frank pushed a door open that led to a set of stair. He jumped down them taking two at a time. I followed causly behind. The room was filled with smoke and people. People were coming up to frank and staying stuff like 'hey man' or 'long time no see'. I felt like it was my first party all over again.
" Gerard have you ever played a drinking game?" A fir who had been talking to frank earlier came and asked me.
" Sure I have" I shrugged. Whenever your bored in jersey you just find a abandoned six pact or raid your parents liquor cabinet and get drunk with your friends.
" Cool" she smiled and dragged me away from frank.
" Don't look so scared we'll take good care of you" she smirked through her red lipstick.
I bit my lip.
" Ok I found another person to play! His names Gerard this is his first manor party so be nice!" She anonced to a group of people who were already in a circle on the floor. The girl, I think her name was christa, pulled me down to sit next to her. A guy next to me handed me a beer.
" So have you ever seen the movie hick?" Christa asked me.
"um no..." I hate when I haven't seen movies because I usaully pride myself to being a movie expert.
" Ok there's a drinking game in it. Basically you take three decks of cards take out the face cards and shuffled them and put them in a pile. Someone turns over a card if it's a queen the girls take a sip of their drinks and if it's king the guys do. But when it's a jack we have to name a catogory like things you'd find in a hardware store and we go around through the alphabet and whoever can't think if one has to drink" it sounded easy and I probably wouldn't get too drunk...
boy was I wrong. Everybody basically did really hard categories and I ended up getting stuck with all the hard letters and I went through a six pack of beer by myself. Christa ended up having to deliver me back to frank who had been smoking pot in the corner for him to drive me home.
" Hey frankie" I hiccuped. We were walking out. At least frank didn't seem annoyed he seemed almost entertained.
" Hey Gerard" he smiled and lead me out the forint of the house.
" You should've played with us it was fuuuun" I giggled.
" Yeah I know " frank put out the joint he's been smoking on the entrey way.
" Frank thank you for bringing me here I liked it" the sides of his mouth quirkiest up higher.
" Yeah? Your welcome we should come back soon. But I won't let christa get you so drunk next time" he said patting me on the shoulder.
" I'm not drunk" I frowned then hiccuped " well just a little tipsy..."
frank just nodded.
"frank," I grabbed his face between my hands. " I like you"
he smiled at me like I was a little kid.
" Yeah? I like you too Gerard. And your going to like me a lot more when I say I'm going to get you coffee so you can sober the fuck up because your mom would kill me if I delivered you home like this" he say motioning to my walking/ stumbling.
" Coffee?" My eyes widened.
" Sure, c'mon" he smiled as we walked to the car.

Notes

It's kinda a long crappy chapter but I couldn't figure out another way to get gee to tell frank that he may have a crush on him. Also I'm just going to put this out there because a lot of people are starting to take a stand against people shipping frerard. I ship it but I don't actually think they had anything happening. And I think they are both straight. So yeah. Rate subscribe comment. I love you guys!!!