Life On The Murder Screen

(Mikey's POV)
I am typing an essay and I keep getting notifications on my phone from Frank. I sigh and I open up his texts.

"Hey. Uh. I have nobody to sit with at lunch so may I sit with you?"
"sorry if I'm annoying."
"I'll go."
CRAP! I frantically type back, "hey! It's okay! Sorry! I was busy. Sure. You can. I sit alone anyways." I finish typing it and I save it on my USB key then my screen goes black. I scream. I literally scream. My computer just stopped working! I get up and I try and turn it back on. Fuck! I run out to my parents and tell them. They tell me it's time I get a new computer. I look at them. A new laptop? Sweet! I sigh as they go outside to the car, they take Gerard. He knows what I like. They leave and I anxiously walk around the house. I hear my phone ringing and I pick it up, "hello?" I hear shaking voice on the other end, "h-hi, it's Frank. I'm sorry I called I just need to talk to someone. Could you possibly meet me somewhere?" I filter the words. "Yes. Of course. Where?" I ask. He pauses. "Richland Park?" He questions. "Okay. I'll see you there." I say as I get my coat. I hang up and put it on. I put my shoes on and I clutch my phone to my chest. I walk outside and down the street. I see Frank in the distance. I run up to him and he pulls me behind a tree. "Okay. Um this may sound crazy, but this guy called me the other day saying he needed two guys to do a job for him. He says it pays a lot." I nod and smile, "I'm in." He grins. "There's something else I've been meaning to say…" he hangs his head, ashamed. "you can tell me…" I say, assuring his secret to be safe. He breathes out. He opens his mouth to speak then stops. He means in and gently kisses me. I kiss back, sure, I'm gay, but nobody knows. I kinda want Frank to kiss me… I pull back and I look at Frank, blushing. "I'm sorry! I should go!" Frank stammers and he is about to get up and I stop him. "I kinda liked it…" I admit. "Now about that job?"

Notes

FEELS. FEELS. FEELS.