Through Tragedy, I Found You

The teenager keeps his head faced the other way, in a certain angle that I can only see his layered black hair instead of his face. I sigh and keep my fingers curled over the steering wheel, and without a care in the world, and speed towards my apartment. It wasn't that large of an apartment, there was a bedroom and a living room and a kitchen and a bathroom. The only luxury in the complex was the absolute silence, which is hard to come around in Jersey.

I opened the door for him, and he smiled innocently like a kid. "Um thanks for inviting me."

A smile like his was contagious, and before I knew it, I was grinning like a Cheshire cat in mere seconds. "No problem, kiddo. I didn't catch a name?"

He made an "oh" sound and ran a finger through his raven hair. "Call me Frank."

"Well, I'm Gerard. But if you're a polite person, you'll call me Mr. Way."

"Hmm. Well, I like Gerard just fine."

"Glad you do, you rude little guy," I laughed, mentioning his lack of height.

" I like you."

"Well, Frank, I like you just fine too."

Notes

I can't believe I forgot about this story! but I got a new chapter c: