He wants to hang out with me? No Frank he means it in a friend way, I mean he is straight…right?
I nod as he smiles, “let me just call my dad” I say to him as I take out my phone and dial that assholes number,
“Hey, this is Frank. Your son? Anyway I just wanted to tell you I’ll be at a friend’s house so I’ll be home late, ok?” I say before he even say hello,
“Real funny, fag. Like you could ever find a friend, I bet he’s a faggot just like you, have fun with your new fuck buddy! Your mom and I are going out of town for the week and you better not call us, got that?” he hung up and I looked at Gerard, he looked scared.
“Hum…he said yes” I tell him
“Cool, hum, look if I’m causing you any trouble-“
“No!” I cut him off “I-its ok, he’s always like that” I mumble the last part. I think back at the father-son relationship I have with my dad. I remember the 17 stitches I have along my tummy thanks to him; I hadn’t even realized a tear had escaped my eyes until I felt gees cold hand on my cheek, brushing the tear away with his thumb.
“Its okay, Frankie. I’m here for you” he said in a loving tone.
Just then the bell rang.
“We should get going” Gerard says as he stands and holds out his hand for me to take and get up.
We walk back to the front of the school and in to the parking lot. Gerard starts walking towards a black Mercedes, wow. Cool car.
He opens my door and I feel myself blush as I mumble a thank you. Mikey is already in the car, cell phone in hand, texting like his life depended on it.
“Hey, Mikey?” Gerard says
“Humfrl”
“Uhm, well anyway, frank is going to be at our house today okay.”
“Humfrl”
I giggle at his childish answer. And we start our ride to the Way residence.
About halfway through the trip I realize I have to pee, good timing Frankie boy! Not.
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Gerard’s P.O.V
I saw Frankie move awkwardly in his seat, huh, wonder what’s up with him?
“Hum, Gerard?”
“Yeah, frank?”
“Uhm, you think maybe we could, err, stop…?”
I gave him a puzzled look.
“At a…err…rest stop?”
Ohhh, okay I get it now.
“Yeah, sure, lemme just pull over.” I said to him, just as I parked the car he basically ran out as fast as his little legs could carry him.
Once he was out of sight Mikey spoke up,
“Do you plan on telling him?” he said in a calm tone of voice.
“I don’t know, I mean I obviously have to, I just don’t know when, or how, he probably doesn’t even like me.”
“Don’t say that, he defiantly likes you-“
“No Mikey, he doesn’t like me, he can’t like me, no one can, I’m a m-monster”
“You are not, you’re just different, and it’s not even your fault, he likes you, and once he gets to know you I’m sure he will love you”
“I hope” I murmured.
Frankie came back shortly after
“Ok, so let’s go frank” I said as he buckled up his seat belt.
--Time Laps To Way’ House—
When we got to my house Frankie was gapping at the house before him
It was in fact quite large, 5 stories tall, 3 master bed rooms, 3 guest rooms, 6 bathrooms, kitchen, dining room, living room, my art room and the game room. You see my ‘father’ was a very rich man, and when he passed away it was all left to my mother, Mikey and I.
Franks P.O.V
Wow. What huge house. I wonder if they are like a mob family or something that would make Gerard even sexier than what he already is. God frank stop thinking about him like that! He probably doesn’t like you. But just maybe he does? Maybe.
He parked the car in front of the house, and as he got out he walked over and opened my door, oh god he is such a gentleman!
When we got inside the house was even more beautiful that outside and it looked even bigger.
“Geraaaaaaard, Miiiiiiiiiiiikey!” a women’s voice sang from another room.
“How was your day at schoooooool? Meet any one new? Mikey did you finally as Aliciaaaaaa out? What about you Geraaaaaard did you get yourself a boooooyfri-“she stopped as she saw me standing there aquardly. Wait, what
? Boyfriend? Gerard is gay?
“Mom, we are going upstairs to do… homework, yeah, homework” Gerard is seriously the worst liar in the world.
We went upstairs to Mikeys room and played video games after a couple of hours of playing and talking Mrs. Way came up to tell us diner was ready.
“Yeah, mom-“Gerard answered “- we’ll be there in a sec.”
Diner was delicious; nothing compared this incredible meal to the utter shit my ‘mother’ cooked.
After diner we all sat down in the living room and watched T.V, Gerard disappeared for a couple of minutes but he came back shortly after,
“Frank”
“Yeah?”
“C’mere, I want to show you my room”
I nodded and excused myself before walking with Gerard to his room. It was all the way up to the 5th floor, dam I really hate stairs.
Once we made it there I was impressed by the many beautiful paintings and sketches all over is room, his walls were painted black, his bed had black covers and black pillows there was also a rug and a couch set in front of the T.V., guess the color…black.
I stared in awe at one of his paintings, it was an angel standing in the middle of the lake looking at the moon her wings were torn and looked burnt, and it was utterly beautiful.
“Wow, Gerard this is…” I hadn’t noticed how close he was to me; I could now feel his breath on my neck.
I turned around and looked him in the eyes, his beautiful hazel green eyes. He looked at me too, and I could feel him getting closer. I was currently baked up against a wall and he was getting very close. We were a mere inch apart when he leaned forward and closed the space between our lips. It was the most beautiful kiss ever.

Notes

HELLO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
ok, so like i said before this is my fisrt fic ever so if it as bad as i think it is please pleaaase tell me
and love at first site, ok so gerard is vamp°hum cuz' of some crazi scientist and he fisrt saw frankie when frank was 7, love at first site, blah blah blah, so coments pleas! and if it is bad then i would like for some brave volenteer to tell me so, m'kay? kay.
i dont realy wanna say anything a bout "the incident" cuz i would probably start to cry i will just say KEEP RUNNING
so yeah, bye beautiful people!