You're someone you're not

I woke with no memory of what happened last night. Not right away anyways. All I knew was I was definintely naked and defininetly not in my bed. The person next to me groaned and pulled me closer to them. They were warm. I didn't want to open my eyes in fear for the worst. (A gross old man a hooker you never know) But when I did I found I had nothing to fear. It was a sleeping Frank.
He looked so young like this. Almost flawless too. No wrinkles no smile lines. None of the things that made him look unique. He barely even looked like the Frank I know at all.
He moved again pulling me so that his chest and stomach were pressed against my side. I'm the goddamn little spoon I will not stand for this. Well I won't stand at all. Everything was sore. I attempted to stretch my back a little which sadly woke up Frank. He sighed and kissed my neck gently.
"You awake?" Frank's voice was horse and raw. It was so cute. I need to stop.
"Mmhmm" I didn't want to breathe my morning breath on him. "can I take a shower?" I turned away as I talked.
"Sure," Frank said letting me get up. which was kind of embaressing on it's own becuase I'm naked and this really attractive boy is staring at me as I grab my disgaured slacks and underwear off the floor and walk into into his bathroom. I was blushing everywhere.
"Hey Gerard?" Frank's voice sounded mischievous. Great.
"Yeah?" I stuck my head out of the bathroom door in attempt to obscure my nakedness.
"Nice ass" Frank smirked at me. I am tomato. We are one.
" Not so bad yourself" I said shutting the door. Frank did not need to see me in this vulnerable state of embaressed and shy.
Frank's bathroom was nice and clean. I turned on the shower and decided to snoop a bit through the cabinets while the water was heating up 'in search of a toothbrush' let's call it. The first thing that caught my eye was a large box of condoms. I guess being the president's son it's not really hard getting laid epescially since Franks hot. The next thing I saw was an altoids tin which of course was filled with weed. Seriously in the white house? It's one thing at a house party a good hour away but in the white house? The rest of the stuff was pretty standard.
I jumped in the shower and cleaned myself throughly. All of Frank's fancy soaps smelt like him and it was nice. It was like warm rain with the smell of Frank everywhere.
I got out and changed into my only clothes I had that weren't ruined. Which happened to concist of underwear and slacks. I found a spare toothbrush and brushed my teeth. Like three times. Yknow just in case Frank wants to makeout again.
I walked out of the bathroom to see Frank sitting on his bed playing video games still wearing just his boxers and with messy hair. Just the sight of him made me want to crawl ontop of him and replay last night.
"Hey you" Frank looked at me and smiled. He is so beautiful.
"Good morning," I smiled back, "So what you want to do today?"
"You at you so happy I wonder why.." Frank smirked at me and put down his controller.
"Well I had sex with a really hot dude last night. I'm talking smokin hot. We did some stuff you wouldn't want to tell you mother about" I smirked back walking over to Frank. Two can play at this game.
"Hmm that's funny I was going to say the same thing" Frank sat up and kissed my bare chest. He started kissing up chest to my collar bones and then to my throat. His soft butterfly kisses where giving me chills. I pulled his lips away from my throat and forced him to kiss my lips. Leaning so far down I lost my balance and fell ontop the bed knocking over Frank ungracefully.
Frank gigged as I rolled off of him. I heard him mummble something along the lines of 'youre so cute'. I thought I made it very clear I am punk rock.
"So," Frank said resting his chin on my chest, "I've got something I want to show you once I get dressed and stuff,"
He smiled at me then got up and opened one of his dresser drawers. He seemed to be looking for something specific pulling out handfuls of black clothes.
"Here," Frank tossed an armful of of clothes at me, "I think those will fit the jeans were way too long on me."
"Thanks" I muttered as Frank walked into the bathroom. I pulled off my slacked and pulled on Franks jeans which surprizingly fit like a glove. The shirt he gave me was a large faded smashing pumkins tee which I put on hiding my pale ass chest. He also gave me a plain black hoodie which I also put on.
Frank emerged several minutes later with wet hair and clothes on which I was a little disapointed with I kinda wish he would just lay around in his red plaid boxers and play video games with me all day.
"Sorry about being so abrupt yesterday I don't know what happened. Hormones maybe?" Frank said leading me out of his room.
"Thank god for those hormones," I muttered. Frank looked at me with a sideways smile and a glint in his brown eyes. "No but seriously it's ok. Like if you want to abruptly pull me into a maintance closet that'd be perfectly ok"
"God I wish maybe later, but I really want to show you this" Frank's voice sounded gruff. I was surprised by how sexy it was. But I mean it's Frank how can he not be sexy? Ok seriously I need to stop.
After a few twists and turns we came to an empty hallway with a large window at the end of it facing out towards a garden. Like in Frank's room the window cam equipped with a sitting area. As we got closer I noticed ther were carvings on the wood window seal.
"Don't worry about it we haven't come here to be cliche and crave our intials into it or anything" Frank said answering my next thoughts.
"All of the president's children come here and carve their name onto it when their dad gets elected. It's kind of a tradition I don't think my mom or dad know anything about it. I was showed it by the last kids" Frank said.
I looked at all of the names on this window seal. Just ordinary first names but famous last names. Ordinary kids who have to live under the pressure and scruntiny of the entire country I don't know how Frank does it especially with his taste for pot and the same sex. I ran my thumb over frank's name. It wasn't hard to spot seeing as it was the freshest carving.
"Here," Frank handed me a pocket knife.
"But I'm not a president's kid" I scrunched up my eyebrows.
"Yeah but you did save his life and I think you have the right to have your name on here" Frank said forcing my and to push in the tip of the knife. Carving your name into wood is not as easy as it seems especially with a long name like gerard.
After I was finished I looked down at the work. I stuck with basic stick lines not attempting to make the gs into curves. One girl even did her in cursive. Frank ran his hand over it.
"There was that so bad?" He said and kissed me softly.

Notes

I need ideas I have no clue where this is going let alone how it's going to end. And I really don't want it to drag on and on so help me out people.

you guys are all so nice. and this story was on the popular page which was super cool and i'm lame so that made me happy. so yeah I hope you all have really awesome days/nights