My Frerard Romance.
Chapter Thirteen.
When the day finally came...
She went through a lot. She madea big deal out of which socks I should wear. In between my black ones, or my dark grey ones. It took a good 15 minutes for her to decide. She picked the black ones. DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HOW SHE PICKED OUTMY SHIRT! She found my old black v-neck shirt, and my sunglasses I hardly wore. Plus, she picked out my Black jacket I forgot I had, and my black tight skinny jeans, she also grabbed her make up from her car. She didn't put on any eyeshadow, or none of that girly shit on me.
"What you need is some eyeliner Gerard. I'll let you do that, just not too much, alrite?" she said, she went too her car and came back with her bright hot pink backpack. By this time, I've already got my liner on.
"Mind if I change here? I would do it at home, but I needed help too." she said, I nodded and sat there on my bed, being quiet. Crap. I'm still nervous. Amber has been making me go with her to go shopping, and getting her hair done, and setting up her party, and getting everything ready. It was just two days ago when she started doing this, but it feels like it's been YEARS!'Gerard, can you do my eyeliner?' 'Can you tie my shoe?" 'Open the door.', 'Does this dress make my boobs lookbig?" 'How about this one, or this one?" ORG.
"Okay. I'm ready. I just need to do my makeup, and we'll go back to my house, okay?" she said. I looked up at her, and she had on a short dress that was a bit innapropriate for her age. But I do admit, it made her look hot. I WASN'T INTO HER OR ANYTHING. Damn, she's just a friend. Don't go into assumptions.
"Hey Gerard, can you zip me up?" she said, and walked over to me, and I did. But when I did, I noticed something on her back.
"Amber, what's this on your back?" I asked, and she froze.
"It's nothing." She said, looking nervous.
"Reallly. It's cool Amber, you can tell me." I said, and I zipped her dress up in the back.
"I can't."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I said, and I went back to the mirror to look at my outfit. All black, felt good. She nose my style, and I liked it.
"I'm not gunna lie Gerard, you look hot. I think Frank's gunna think the same thing." she said, putting on her freakishly high heels.
"Thanks. You too." I was still looking at my outift.
"Let's go now, I'm ready. How abou we walk there, I don't want anybody to scratch my car, it's new." she said, and she grabbed her drink from her backpack, and went out my door, and down the stairs. I foolowed her outside. It's 7:30
"Does my hair look good? I don't want to look bad in front of my boyfriend." she said.
"I didn't know you had BOYFRIEND. I said with a smile.
"I do. He's Wendall, the all-star dude. He's from another school though." she said, and started on her way to her house. It was a few blocks away.
"Cool. So, about Frank. You think he'll say yeah?" I said shyly. Whenever I brought up Frankie's name, I felt extremely giggly.
"Of course. Who wouldn't say no to you. Just be yourself, and don't worry. Let it all out." she said.
"I will, and by the way, thanks for your help. I'm happy you did, otherwise, I would've went looking like shit." I said.
We arrived at her house, around 8:00 p.m., and the party starts at 8:30. Since Frank took me, Mikey, Ray, Bob, Billie, Ray to SO MANY parties, I just know that guests will arive around 9:00. I've been told I'm always 'fun' when I'm drunk. So, I could see why Amber wanted my help. To make her look good, in her short dress, high heels, and pounds of makeup look. I suppose I feel the same way. All black, sunglasses in the dark, and shaggy hair, eyeliner, a bit lip gloss, but not too much. It wasn't MY idea, Amber said too. She practiced on my yesterday.
<* Self Note: Say "Here's a full cup. Now shut the full cup." when you bring that H.S.M. Ice Tour cup to school.*>
"So, thank YOU for helping me Gerard, without YOUR help, my party would be a freaking train wreck. And nobody likes train wrecks. Your an awesome friend." she said. We went into her house, turned on the lights, and seen the room, all set up for the party, and we just had to wait. I went to her room, by myself. I needed to rest for a while, considering I didn't get any sleep last night, and helping her. 'Gerard, do you think my ass looks big?" 'How should I fix my hair?', 'What color looks good on me?' ORG!!!I'm sleeping first, then when I wake up, I should be good to go.
"Hey Gerard, I know your about to sleep, but, if you need to use my room tonight, go ahead." said Amber, and she shut the door. Yes.
I'll be using her bed, what a nice friend.
She went through a lot. She madea big deal out of which socks I should wear. In between my black ones, or my dark grey ones. It took a good 15 minutes for her to decide. She picked the black ones. DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HOW SHE PICKED OUTMY SHIRT! She found my old black v-neck shirt, and my sunglasses I hardly wore. Plus, she picked out my Black jacket I forgot I had, and my black tight skinny jeans, she also grabbed her make up from her car. She didn't put on any eyeshadow, or none of that girly shit on me.
"What you need is some eyeliner Gerard. I'll let you do that, just not too much, alrite?" she said, she went too her car and came back with her bright hot pink backpack. By this time, I've already got my liner on.
"Mind if I change here? I would do it at home, but I needed help too." she said, I nodded and sat there on my bed, being quiet. Crap. I'm still nervous. Amber has been making me go with her to go shopping, and getting her hair done, and setting up her party, and getting everything ready. It was just two days ago when she started doing this, but it feels like it's been YEARS!'Gerard, can you do my eyeliner?' 'Can you tie my shoe?" 'Open the door.', 'Does this dress make my boobs lookbig?" 'How about this one, or this one?" ORG.
"Okay. I'm ready. I just need to do my makeup, and we'll go back to my house, okay?" she said. I looked up at her, and she had on a short dress that was a bit innapropriate for her age. But I do admit, it made her look hot. I WASN'T INTO HER OR ANYTHING. Damn, she's just a friend. Don't go into assumptions.
"Hey Gerard, can you zip me up?" she said, and walked over to me, and I did. But when I did, I noticed something on her back.
"Amber, what's this on your back?" I asked, and she froze.
"It's nothing." She said, looking nervous.
"Reallly. It's cool Amber, you can tell me." I said, and I zipped her dress up in the back.
"I can't."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I said, and I went back to the mirror to look at my outfit. All black, felt good. She nose my style, and I liked it.
"I'm not gunna lie Gerard, you look hot. I think Frank's gunna think the same thing." she said, putting on her freakishly high heels.
"Thanks. You too." I was still looking at my outift.
"Let's go now, I'm ready. How abou we walk there, I don't want anybody to scratch my car, it's new." she said, and she grabbed her drink from her backpack, and went out my door, and down the stairs. I foolowed her outside. It's 7:30
"Does my hair look good? I don't want to look bad in front of my boyfriend." she said.
"I didn't know you had BOYFRIEND. I said with a smile.
"I do. He's Wendall, the all-star dude. He's from another school though." she said, and started on her way to her house. It was a few blocks away.
"Cool. So, about Frank. You think he'll say yeah?" I said shyly. Whenever I brought up Frankie's name, I felt extremely giggly.
"Of course. Who wouldn't say no to you. Just be yourself, and don't worry. Let it all out." she said.
"I will, and by the way, thanks for your help. I'm happy you did, otherwise, I would've went looking like shit." I said.
We arrived at her house, around 8:00 p.m., and the party starts at 8:30. Since Frank took me, Mikey, Ray, Bob, Billie, Ray to SO MANY parties, I just know that guests will arive around 9:00. I've been told I'm always 'fun' when I'm drunk. So, I could see why Amber wanted my help. To make her look good, in her short dress, high heels, and pounds of makeup look. I suppose I feel the same way. All black, sunglasses in the dark, and shaggy hair, eyeliner, a bit lip gloss, but not too much. It wasn't MY idea, Amber said too. She practiced on my yesterday.
<* Self Note: Say "Here's a full cup. Now shut the full cup." when you bring that H.S.M. Ice Tour cup to school.*>
"So, thank YOU for helping me Gerard, without YOUR help, my party would be a freaking train wreck. And nobody likes train wrecks. Your an awesome friend." she said. We went into her house, turned on the lights, and seen the room, all set up for the party, and we just had to wait. I went to her room, by myself. I needed to rest for a while, considering I didn't get any sleep last night, and helping her. 'Gerard, do you think my ass looks big?" 'How should I fix my hair?', 'What color looks good on me?' ORG!!!I'm sleeping first, then when I wake up, I should be good to go.
"Hey Gerard, I know your about to sleep, but, if you need to use my room tonight, go ahead." said Amber, and she shut the door. Yes.
I'll be using her bed, what a nice friend.
Notes
Lol.Shut the full cup.
This is my first fanfic and it is amazing!!
12/7/16