You're someone you're not

"Holy fuck" I breathed in utter shock.
"Yeah the things being the president's son can get you.." Frank said looking at me with this shimmer in his eyes. It was that look that I never understood.
"Seriously?" I looked at the venue again my smile growing impossibly bigger.
"No I'm not a douche. C'mon let's get in line. We only got here two hours early" Frank parked the car and we walked around the block to get into the incredibly long line. Good thing Frank didn't tell me who we were going to see otherwise I would've camped out. Smashing pumpkins are my favorite band right next to the smiths.
"So you've never tried to use your being the president's son to get anything before?" I asked as we stood in line.
"Nope," Frank said sitting down. I followed him crossing my legs and putting my hands in my lap like a kindergardener about to be read a book.
"Really?" I would think anybody would at least once. As horrible as it sound I probaby would even if it's jsut to get my starbucks quicker.
"Uhuh. Why you don't believe me?" Frank smirked pulling out a pack of cigarettes. Damn it's been a while since I've seen one of those let alone smoked. Frank offered me one and I took it. It was cold and it's not like I was really trying to quit or anything.
"Nah I just think most people would" I shrugged lighting my cigarette with the end of Frank's.
"Maybe," Frank shrugged.
We sat in silence for a little bit watching the line grow longer. It was nice. We didn't need to talk to feel connected, Or at least I didn't need us to talk to feel connected to Frank. I have no idea how he feels. But I mean he's taking me to a goddamn smashing pumpkins concert. Occasionally I would catch Frank staring at me unapologetically with that same look on his face and I'd duck my head and look somewhere else.
Once again I couldn't wrap my head around why Frank would have any interest in me. I have nothing to offer him except geekiness and bad sex skills. I guess he's into that.. I don't know. He's just this super attractive fiery funny interesting guy he has so many more options than me. Wheras Frank is probably the best I'll get. I'm lucky to even get a second glance from him to be completly honest. I just don't get it.
"What's the matter?" Frank said looking at me concerned bringing me back to reality.
"Nothing. Why?" Why would he think anything's wrong? Tonight is practically the best night of my life and nothing has even happened yet.
"Your eyebrows were all scrunched up. What were you thinking about?" Frank moved his hand ontop of mine rubbing his thumb over my knuckles delicately. Frank was the only person I have ever known to do this. It was soothing and uniquely his.
"You, mostly," I answered honestly. Immediately Frank looked hurt his teeth pulling at his lip ring.
"Not anything bad, all good, I swear" I added. I forgot how sensative he could get.
"Then why did you look so upset?" Frank said softly running his thumb down each of my fingers mindlessly.
"I just.." I sighed running my hand through my hair looking down at my other hand that Frank was holding. Frank looked at me nudging me on with his eyes. " I just don't understand why you like me. Like at all." I laughed dryly I feel kid a little kid saying in.
Frank furowed his eyebrows and said nothing. I took this as a tip to explain.
"Well like I'm not really attractive, Like average at best. Then you're just fucking... wow. And a whole bunch of other things. You're just so much better than me. I think term for it is out of my league. I just wonder what you're getting out of it?"
At this Frank raised his eyebrows then his serious looked turned to a cheeky smile then full laughter. I just stared at the boy next to me while he bent over laughing. Every once and a while he would look up at me then fall into another fit of laughter.
"You don't get it do you?" Frank looked at me. I looked back unblinking. "God you really don't huh? Well for one Gerard you are so fucking far from average. I don't how to explain it to you but you look like a fucking murderer vampire loner and it's actually really sexy. You wouldn't think it would but it does. Next I was practicaly in love with you when I saw your entry for the art contest," Frank blanched a little. My heart doubled it's pace, "Then when I saw you at the park with your fucking cigarette and Smiths shirt I thought you were a pretentious bastard. But then I went to talk to you... and I don't know you were just you. And I just-"
And that was the end of Frank's speech becuase I was kissig him. Out in public I was makeout with the president's son and it felt fucking fantastic. Frank pushed his hand into my hair as I moved my tongue across his lower lips but he wouldn't let me in. Frank pulled away.
"Babe people are staring" Frank said pushing some hair out of my face and holding my face.
"Screw them," I said but I sat back glancing around at the other concert goers. Frank was right they were staring. At first I thought it was because we were two guys kissing but then one man piped up.
"Aren't you Frank Iero the president's son?" The man looked at Frank wide eyed. Shit.
"Yeah," Frank responded without hesitation. I looked at him eyebrows raised.
"what are you doing?" I whispered at Frank.
"I wasn't going to lie," He shrugged.
"Nice music taste," The man said then turned back to his friend.
Of course other people in line had heard and began asking Frank random questions. Was he gay? Was I his boyfriend? Was that a tattoo? What the fuck happened to our economy? Each question Frank answered polietly and truthfully smoking another cigarette.
Yes. Hopefully. Yes. I have no fucking clue.
Even when the question got a bit more personal (for my taste anyways) Frank still answered.
"Can I ask," it sounds like you're going to anyways I rolled my eyes internally, "Who tops"
"I do" Frank said in the same tone as he answered the rest of the questions. I turned bright red I'm sure.
"FRANK!" I glared at him. He just smirked.
Or when the questions (More like requests) turned a bit more violent.
"Hey will you slap your dad in the face for me?" A beefy dude asked.
"I can't sorry" Frank answered. The man began yelling political thigs at Frank. ome he answered some he ignored btu it didn't go on for too long because they opened the doors and we started moving.
I started jumping a bit and grinning and making weird squealing noises. I couldn't help it. I'd held in my fangirl for two hours. Frank just smiled and held my hand as we walked.
We got pretty good standing spots. Soon the opening act came out. They were alright but I was too hyped for Smashing Pumpkins to pay them much attention.
It felt like in a blink of an eye Billy Corgan was onstage and it really started.
From the second I heard the ripping opening guitar riff I knew.
"My reflection, dirty mirror

there's no connection to myself

I'm your lover, I'm your zero

I'm the face in your dreams of glass

Save your prayers

for when you're really going to need them

throw out your cares and fly

wanna go go for a ride?

She's the one for me

she's all I really need

cause she's the one for me

Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness And cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness Bullshit fakers, enchanted kingdoms The fashion victims chew their charcoal teeth I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship I never let on that I was down You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore You blame yourself for wanting more She's the one for me She's all I really need She's the one for me She's my one and only"

I sang along next to Frank who as it may be was filming me. Usually I'd be embarrassed but I'm so fucking happy right now. The setlist was perfect just great song after great song even an impromptu three minute guitar solo. They didn't sound tired to scratchy. It was awesome.
And all of this was because of Frank. He took me here and bought the tickets (I wouldn't let him buy me a shirt but he was willing to) and cared enough to remember my favorite band.
I looked over at him singing along to tonight, tonight and All could tink about was how I am certainly and completely in love with him.

Notes

I know I always end the chapters kinda shitaly but I don't know how to end things so yeah.
sorry I didn't update sooner I went to an of mice and men concert last night so I was kind writing out of actual feeling I had yesterday

anyways I hope you enjoy it and if not ok cool man