You're someone you're not

In what seemed like five minutes Frank was at my apartment building. Of course it wasn't five minutes it had actually been more like an hour and a half.
Me and Mikey walked down the clunky metal stairs in silence knowing our dad had walked down them not so long ago. I mean what can you really say. 'Oh hey Mikey sorry I may have just ruined the one chance we had to matain contact with our already flighty and unstable father'? Now didn't seem like the right time. Or ever for that matter. I never want to talk about it ever again.
"I'm sorry I'm so late," Frank said opening the door for me from his seat which is a feat in and of it's self because that boy was tiny. He looked really nice. In fact he looked like he wanted to look really nice. Which was sweet and sad because I am in such a pissy mood. He beamed up at me making my heart melt against my will.
"It's ok no hurry," I smiled at Frank dispite myself. Mikey gave me a look but I promptly ignored it.
Frank drove with one hand on the wheel and the other holding mine running his thumb over my knuckles. He was just so cute I don't understand.
We arrived at the manor house and it looked just the same as the last time I'd seen it. Lawn chairs litered the yard along with beer cans and cigarette butts. I felt oddly comfertable. I looked back at Mikey.
"Ok here are the rules, No getting piss drunk, No hard drugs anything over acid is a no, No pressuring girls into doing shit they don't want to, and finally no embarressing me. I like these people I want them to like me so don't blow it," I said looking him the eye. Mikey nodded mummbling something about me being bossy at which Frank laughed.
"AYYY! Who's over favorite hero?!" Christa screamed as I walked in and ran to hug me. She wouldn't let go after the hug though clinging to my side.
"I'll Take her from here she a little shit faced. Started earily yknow" Ray the afro kid I met the last time I came here with Frank Christa by the waist and lead her away.
"Are they dating or something?" I asked Frank. He quirked an eyebrow.
"Or something. Why are you interested?" Frank said smiling even though I knew he was the jealous type. I need to phrase this very carefully.
"Nah I'm invested in some kid punk with gorgeous eyes" I mummbled into his ear. He blushed and kissed me as breif as it was there was something beneath it. A promise for later. I can hardly wait.
We made our way down stairs Mikey trailing awkwardly behind. I felt bad because he didn't know anyone here and since he's such a shy kid I'd hoped booze would help it a bit. Lucky it did. After two red solo cups of jack and coke he opened way up trying shamelesly to pick up girls. Fuckin lightweight.
On the other hand I wasn't doing too great either I doubled Mikey's amout by drink four jack and coke's and a beer. And to top it all off Frank convinced me to smoke with him. It's not like I hadn't done it before. You don't make it to senior year without smoking pot. But the thing is last time I smoked it I coughed hot ash into my eye and it formed two giant ass blisters on my eyelid. Hey it was my first time using a pipe. Rookie mistake ok? (A.N. this is based on true events this actually fucking happened to me)
Frank haned me the joint. I inhaled deeply. It's been a long time since I smoked one of these I forgot how ashy it was. I can actually feel my lungs filling up with tar. Frank giggled as i sputtered and coughed. Frankly it was rather unpleasant but then an eerie calm washed over me.
"Aw look how fucking cute you are" Frank leaned over and kissed the side of my mouth and I slowly realized I was smiling and each time I tried to forced my lips down they'd just come back up. We finnished the joint and I went back to drinkng which I'll be it wasn't the greatest plan but I was high so nothing fucking mattered.
I also lost track of Mikey which kicked in the paranoia.
"Frank where's Mikey?" I said concerned grabbing the sleeves of his shirt. He looked at me and smiled.
"I'm sure he's fine Gee. Calm down" Frank laughed petting my hair. I scrunched my eyebrows.
"Are you sure you know it's my job to protect him" I said proudly puffing out my chest. God why am I doing this. I feel myself doing this and I know it's stupid I just can't stop it.
"Is that so?" Frank said sputtering out another giggle. He's so adorable.
"Yeah from bad guys and stuff" I responded gleefully sitting down next to Frank and nearly spilling my drink on him.
"Woah there big boy," Frank steaded me, "What sort of bad guys?"
"huh?" Frank laughed
"What sort of bad guys are you protecting Mikey from?" Frank clearifyed.
"Oh right," I giggled, " Oh you know standard stuff scarecrow my dad that sorts of things"
"Your dad?" Frank looked concerned but I was already off the topic.
"Huh? yeah. Hey Frank?" I asked fully of innocence.
"Yeah babe?" Frank looked at me with adoration in his eyes.
"Can we have sex now?" I fluttered my eyelashes. I hoped that would work.
"I don't know Gerard you are kinda..." Frank trail off as I tried my best puppy dog eyes on him. He laughed but I cut his off by taking his face in my hands and kissing him sloppily on the lips.
He rolled his eyes and pulled me up from my sitting postion leading me through the maze of people to his beat up car.
He opened the door and pulled me inside the backseat with him. There really wasnt much room. But I tried sitting on all fours on top of him. Frank of course didn't seem to notice because he was so goddamn tiny. I was kissing him hard and fast trying to rip off his clothes as fst as i could it seemed. I wasn't really sure why but I think it had something to do with the built up anger and angeression I still had from the confrontation with my dad today.
Frank pulled away just as I'd pulled his shirt off.
"Gee I don't think this is right," Frank looked like he had sobered up tenfold. His eyes were concerned but I really didn't want his pity I wanted his dick.
"It's right," I said leaning back down to kiss him. Frank pushed me away sitting up.
"No Gerard it isn't you are completely shit faced not to mention high and something clearly happened today I thnk concerning you dad that you are not telling me about. Which is ok you don't have to but all of this is making you imapair your judgment and I wouldn't be a good boy-I mean I wouldn't be a good friend to let you do this." Frank said coressing my cheek but still blushing at his words. Which of course in my disorented state I didn't even notice.
"But I wanna" I whined. Frank smiled at me.
"Of course you do I'm hot as fuck," He laughed. I kissed him again lighter this time. He kissed me back running his hands through my hair. God that's the best sensation in the world. But of course since the universe hates me and all I felt a sudden urge in the pit of my stomach. The urge that anyone who has ever drank knows.
I quickly climbed out of Frank's car just in time to spew my lunch all over the brown grass. As i coughed and choaked I felt Frank's hand on my back rubbing small circles on my shoulder blades. I pretty much don't remember anything after that.

Notes

Ok so real quick can we talk about the fact that gerard looks like billy corgan (smashing pumpkins) so much it's freaky. or at least when he has hair. Like the jawline the nose pretty much everything.

Also oh my god there are so many of you now. I'm so happy. So like to all you people. What's your favorite color? It's a really very important question and i'd really appreciate it if all was is it like 80 somthing of you answered or even like random people who read this you could hate the fic just tell me what your favorite color is and i'll love forever k bye!