My Frerard Romance.
Chapter Two.
(2:30 P.M.) Afterschool.
I seen Mikey come out of English class,and waited for him by this shaded tree. The usual.
"Hey. Are you mad at me?"I heard. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned to see who it was. It's just Franklin Iero. He's been bugging (mainly,) me all day. Asking me questions, calling me a retard, and occasionally hitting me. I nodded my head no, and faced back toward's Mikey, but he pushed my shoulder against the shoulder, a little hard.
"Are you telling me the truth 'Way'?" he looked at me with his red eyeliner being the only thing I noticed.
"Yes." I said.
"Hey. So you met Gerard." said Mikey, whiping his glasses, giving a light smile.
"Yeah, this morning. Second period art." said Granklin.
"Hey Franklin-" said Mikey.
"NO! Don't call meFranklin. It's Frank." he said, interrupting Mikey.
"Well Frank, how would you like to come toour house as a replacement for Ray Toro. He's got a stomach bug, and left home early." he said.
"Sure. What are we going to do? Watch horror movies?" said Frank. He smiled big on that idea.Which didn't sound too bad to me, I like horror movies.
"Sure. We can watch it in my room." I offered. Mikey nodded his head and started walking home, side by side with Frank. They were talking about unicorns, Skittles, movies... all guy things.
I just listened, not saying a word, to either of them. Until we reached my doorstep. Mom & Dad's car was gone, which ment that Mom probably getting her hair done, or shopping with Dad tagging along.
We went in, and I went straight to my room, which was the basement, I closed the door, and threw my stuff in a neat pile by the dresser. My room is fairly clean. Dark floors & walls, filled with posters. Flat screen. Not the biggest, or the newest, but it was good enough for me. I layed in my bed for about 30 minutes, and my door opened, and Frank & Mikey rushed through the door, closed it, and sat down. Mikey was sitting on the couch by the television, and Franksat on the other side of my bed. He didn't lay down. Just sat.
We started watching old classics. Frankenstein, Dracula, 6th sense, and to newer movies. Hilld have eyes, and Twilight. Which I had no idea we owned. It midnight now, Mikey fell asleep, and Frank was next to me. I would'ce slept too, if Frank wasn't on my bed.
"I'll sleep over. It's Friday anyways." said Frank.
"What about your parents?" I asked him quietly. He pulled out his phone, and started texting.
"Just texted them, telling them I'm staying. 69 Salter Place right?" he asked me, I nodded my head, and closed my eyes. Almost sleeping.
"Hey, don't sleep. It's only 1:08 a.m., the night's still young." He whispered. I opened my eyes, he was laying next to me. I was against the wall, and he was more to the edge. Keeping a safe comfortable distance.
"I'm tired, bored, nothing to do." I said, I looked over to the couch and seen Mikey was gone.
"Where's Mikey?" I said a little louder than normally.
"He walked to his room 15 minutes ago to sleep more." he said. Frank looked wide awake still.
"Oh. Hey, I got extra shirts, and pajama's in that top drawer in my dresser drawer there. Help yourself. Grag me something too." I said, I sat up, and he went to my dresser, going through it, he handed me my Captain America shorts, and old black shirt. He took his shirt off. Oh god.
"What the hel you doing? There's a bathroom you know." I said, sheilding my eyes with my hands. I felt a hand on each of my wrists. He pulled my hands down, and I opened my eyes.
"Why you doing that? Am I too scary for you? Look 'Way;, I have nothing to hide from you." he said. He winked at me, and he let go, and put a shirt on. It was my other old one, with Red Splatters all over, in other words; white with red splatter paints. He took his pantd off, gross. He let me look the other way, and he had black shorts on.
"This outfit, I like Gerard." He said, looking in the mirror smiling at himself.
"Thanks." I said normally. I took off my shirt quickly, and put the black shirt on, then my shorts quickly before he noticed. He was one weird kid. But it's not that I cared. I don't judge. After all, he was a bit attractive. The first guy I've ever actually noticed.
I shut off the television with the remote, and I laid back down. I could really go for some coffee, but I'm too tired to get up.
Frank leyed where he was earlier, next to me. Stillkeeping that distance I liked.
"Gerard, you didn't answer my question earlier. Why don't you ever get noticed?" he said, he looked at me, and didn't make a move.
I shut the lights off, so all that was on was the small night light in the other side of the room, I could still see though.
"I just don't like attention. Thats all." I said, and he scooted closer.
"Why not, your voice is nice, and your bodysperfect & ready for anything, and your face is cute." he said. His eyes glistened in the dark, still visible too.
"Thank you?" I said awkwardly. He leaned in closer to me, and was kind of ruining the distance thingy. He was now really close.
"Don't thank me. Thank you. Now I have something hot to look at everyday." he said. I tried rolling so I could face the wall, but failed miserably. I felt his small warm hand touch my shoulder, and pulled me so I was laying on my back. He leaned over me,and kissed me.
"Good night Gerard. I'm sleeping next to you tonight." he said. He rolled to his sidde of the bed, & pulled a blanket over uds.
"Why did you kiss me, Frank?" I asked. I wanted an answer.
"Good night kiss, duh." we were now side to side.
"Frank, I barely know you." I turned my head to look at him, he looked back, smiling.
"You have a breif description that describes everything you need to know about me. It's all on that paper." he said, he layed toface me now, as I did the same.
"Tribekka Expelled, bad kid, low grades, needs to be obedient and respectful. I'm not good at obeying any rules, or anything like that. 16 1/2 years old, and I think your cute." said Frank.
"Oh. Well, I'm Gerard. Artist, fan of rock music, D&D, Audrey Hepburn, Fan-"
"Yeah. Whatever." he said, we both laughed a bit.
"So, I guess, I don't like attention, which is why I'm never noticed." I said.
"Well, your going to hate me then, because I'm going to be giving you lots of my attention." he said, he stroked me cheek. I let him because i was tired.
I'm turning off the light over there, good night Gerard Way." he said, he got out of bed, and I closed my eyes. It was dark in here, I barely heard anything, but I felt the bed move again, right before I was almost sleeping.
"You were serious about sleeping by me?" I asked Frank.
"Yeah. Relax,I locked the door." he said, and I nodded and went to sleep.
When I woke up, I felt extra comfortable. But, what I didn't notice, was that I was cuddling with Frank.
"Sweet dreams?" he askd, I opened my eyes, and rolled back to my side.
"It's fine with me, if it's fine by you." said Frank.
"What are you taking about?" I asked.
"Your cuddng.I did it all the time in New York. But none of those guys were as cute as you, Gerard." he said, putting his arm on my shoulder. I layed on my back so we were side by side again.
"Thanks." I whispered to him. The ceiling was clean, this would be an excellent place for a poster.
"Quit thanking me, It would be nice to get a compliment in return." he said seriously. I smiled, and looked at him.
"You have nice hair Frank." I said, and smiled.
"No, you're doing it wrong. I want a better one!" he laughed, he rolled over onto his side, (and again,) I did the same.
"Your face is... something." I said, trying to hold in my laugh.
"Gerard, your eyes make me blush." he said nicely. I tried not to thank him.
"Your smile is cute, the best one in the world." I said louder than usual.
"Oh. Well I think you have soft hair, which is a thing not a lot of cute guys liike you have." he said. I paused, and smiled. Looking into his eyes was just fascinating. If I could, I would stare at him forever.
"You too Frank, I'm not theonly one." I said, I don't know how it happened, but I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Gerard, you sweetheart." said Frank. He was still laying next to me.
"Frank you animal." I said back, smiling. He didn't think it was weird, for a cool ooking kid, he eemed pretty chill.
"Gerard, I don't know much about you, but I know that your really hot." he said, and I kissed him again. But not on the lip, on THE CHEEK. I won't kiss his lips, not yet. :)
'Your really nice Gerard. I ike that about you." said Frank, he smirked at me, when I heard a knock at the door.
"Gerard, breakfast." said my mom. She always made delicious food.
"Okay." I yelled, and Frank got up.
"Guess I better tell your mom & dad that I'm here."said Frank. I followed him, and we went to the kitchen.
"Goodmorning Mrs.Way, I'm Frank. I slept over last night." he smiled, and shook my mom's hand.
"Call me Donna. Mr.s Way makes me feel old." she said. I smiled, because she tells this to everybody appearently. As you could see in the other stories.
"Okay." said Franikie. Mom handed him a plate, and he went over to the stove. There was hashbrown patties, and sausages. He only grabbed a hashbrown pattie, not a sausage.
"Not that hungry?" said Mikey, as he came behind us.
"No. I'm vegetarian." said Frank. He blushed a little because he knew that Mom was listening. Image how bad she felt. :)
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Frank. I should've asked first.I feel really bad now." Mom said. Well, now we know.
"It's fine Donna. Don't worry about it.." Frank said. I took a plate of food, and brought it to the living room, and ate.
"Ger-rard. How long is Franklin going to stay here, we have to go see Billie. Well,visit." Mikey whispered, Frank was still in the kitchen, so he didn'thear.
"I don't know. Ask." I said, finishing my food. Mikey finished hit food too. Frank walked in here, and sat next to me.
"So, what are we doing today?" said Frank. Didn't think that he would say something like that.
"Well, me & Gerard are going to meet our friend so he can visit, then after, he'll go back home. And I'll just go stay at Ray's to help him feel better." said Mikey.
"Well, what about Gerard?" said Frank, looking directly at me. I can feel his eyes looking at me, they sure felt warm.
"After, I'll just stay home." I said cheerfully. Mom was eating food with dad in the kitchen, so they didn't hear us in here.
"Come to my house." Frank said with happiness. I honestly didn't know what to say at this point. I know Frank likes me, and I think that I like him back. But I want to get to know him first.
"No thanks." I said, with a smile. I looked up at him, and he suddenly got serious.
"Gerard, that is a demand, not a request. That is a statement, not a question." he said with attitude, he leaned over me, and I pushed him off.
"My parents are in the other room." I said, pushing him away.
"Whoa Gerard, this happened fast." said Mikey.
"What? No. We are not-"
"We are."Frank interrupted my sentence.
"Mom! Did you hear that? Frank's dating-" I ran to the couch Mikey was on, and covered his mouth.
"Frank! We are not dating." I said.
"Well, you denied me, when I told you to come to my house, and this is just a small price." he laughed a little.
"Okay, okay. I'll go to your house. Goddamn, Frank." I said, laughing at the same time. Frank's good.
Real good.
I seen Mikey come out of English class,and waited for him by this shaded tree. The usual.
"Hey. Are you mad at me?"I heard. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned to see who it was. It's just Franklin Iero. He's been bugging (mainly,) me all day. Asking me questions, calling me a retard, and occasionally hitting me. I nodded my head no, and faced back toward's Mikey, but he pushed my shoulder against the shoulder, a little hard.
"Are you telling me the truth 'Way'?" he looked at me with his red eyeliner being the only thing I noticed.
"Yes." I said.
"Hey. So you met Gerard." said Mikey, whiping his glasses, giving a light smile.
"Yeah, this morning. Second period art." said Granklin.
"Hey Franklin-" said Mikey.
"NO! Don't call meFranklin. It's Frank." he said, interrupting Mikey.
"Well Frank, how would you like to come toour house as a replacement for Ray Toro. He's got a stomach bug, and left home early." he said.
"Sure. What are we going to do? Watch horror movies?" said Frank. He smiled big on that idea.Which didn't sound too bad to me, I like horror movies.
"Sure. We can watch it in my room." I offered. Mikey nodded his head and started walking home, side by side with Frank. They were talking about unicorns, Skittles, movies... all guy things.
I just listened, not saying a word, to either of them. Until we reached my doorstep. Mom & Dad's car was gone, which ment that Mom probably getting her hair done, or shopping with Dad tagging along.
We went in, and I went straight to my room, which was the basement, I closed the door, and threw my stuff in a neat pile by the dresser. My room is fairly clean. Dark floors & walls, filled with posters. Flat screen. Not the biggest, or the newest, but it was good enough for me. I layed in my bed for about 30 minutes, and my door opened, and Frank & Mikey rushed through the door, closed it, and sat down. Mikey was sitting on the couch by the television, and Franksat on the other side of my bed. He didn't lay down. Just sat.
We started watching old classics. Frankenstein, Dracula, 6th sense, and to newer movies. Hilld have eyes, and Twilight. Which I had no idea we owned. It midnight now, Mikey fell asleep, and Frank was next to me. I would'ce slept too, if Frank wasn't on my bed.
"I'll sleep over. It's Friday anyways." said Frank.
"What about your parents?" I asked him quietly. He pulled out his phone, and started texting.
"Just texted them, telling them I'm staying. 69 Salter Place right?" he asked me, I nodded my head, and closed my eyes. Almost sleeping.
"Hey, don't sleep. It's only 1:08 a.m., the night's still young." He whispered. I opened my eyes, he was laying next to me. I was against the wall, and he was more to the edge. Keeping a safe comfortable distance.
"I'm tired, bored, nothing to do." I said, I looked over to the couch and seen Mikey was gone.
"Where's Mikey?" I said a little louder than normally.
"He walked to his room 15 minutes ago to sleep more." he said. Frank looked wide awake still.
"Oh. Hey, I got extra shirts, and pajama's in that top drawer in my dresser drawer there. Help yourself. Grag me something too." I said, I sat up, and he went to my dresser, going through it, he handed me my Captain America shorts, and old black shirt. He took his shirt off. Oh god.
"What the hel you doing? There's a bathroom you know." I said, sheilding my eyes with my hands. I felt a hand on each of my wrists. He pulled my hands down, and I opened my eyes.
"Why you doing that? Am I too scary for you? Look 'Way;, I have nothing to hide from you." he said. He winked at me, and he let go, and put a shirt on. It was my other old one, with Red Splatters all over, in other words; white with red splatter paints. He took his pantd off, gross. He let me look the other way, and he had black shorts on.
"This outfit, I like Gerard." He said, looking in the mirror smiling at himself.
"Thanks." I said normally. I took off my shirt quickly, and put the black shirt on, then my shorts quickly before he noticed. He was one weird kid. But it's not that I cared. I don't judge. After all, he was a bit attractive. The first guy I've ever actually noticed.
I shut off the television with the remote, and I laid back down. I could really go for some coffee, but I'm too tired to get up.
Frank leyed where he was earlier, next to me. Stillkeeping that distance I liked.
"Gerard, you didn't answer my question earlier. Why don't you ever get noticed?" he said, he looked at me, and didn't make a move.
I shut the lights off, so all that was on was the small night light in the other side of the room, I could still see though.
"I just don't like attention. Thats all." I said, and he scooted closer.
"Why not, your voice is nice, and your bodysperfect & ready for anything, and your face is cute." he said. His eyes glistened in the dark, still visible too.
"Thank you?" I said awkwardly. He leaned in closer to me, and was kind of ruining the distance thingy. He was now really close.
"Don't thank me. Thank you. Now I have something hot to look at everyday." he said. I tried rolling so I could face the wall, but failed miserably. I felt his small warm hand touch my shoulder, and pulled me so I was laying on my back. He leaned over me,and kissed me.
"Good night Gerard. I'm sleeping next to you tonight." he said. He rolled to his sidde of the bed, & pulled a blanket over uds.
"Why did you kiss me, Frank?" I asked. I wanted an answer.
"Good night kiss, duh." we were now side to side.
"Frank, I barely know you." I turned my head to look at him, he looked back, smiling.
"You have a breif description that describes everything you need to know about me. It's all on that paper." he said, he layed toface me now, as I did the same.
"Tribekka Expelled, bad kid, low grades, needs to be obedient and respectful. I'm not good at obeying any rules, or anything like that. 16 1/2 years old, and I think your cute." said Frank.
"Oh. Well, I'm Gerard. Artist, fan of rock music, D&D, Audrey Hepburn, Fan-"
"Yeah. Whatever." he said, we both laughed a bit.
"So, I guess, I don't like attention, which is why I'm never noticed." I said.
"Well, your going to hate me then, because I'm going to be giving you lots of my attention." he said, he stroked me cheek. I let him because i was tired.
I'm turning off the light over there, good night Gerard Way." he said, he got out of bed, and I closed my eyes. It was dark in here, I barely heard anything, but I felt the bed move again, right before I was almost sleeping.
"You were serious about sleeping by me?" I asked Frank.
"Yeah. Relax,I locked the door." he said, and I nodded and went to sleep.
When I woke up, I felt extra comfortable. But, what I didn't notice, was that I was cuddling with Frank.
"Sweet dreams?" he askd, I opened my eyes, and rolled back to my side.
"It's fine with me, if it's fine by you." said Frank.
"What are you taking about?" I asked.
"Your cuddng.I did it all the time in New York. But none of those guys were as cute as you, Gerard." he said, putting his arm on my shoulder. I layed on my back so we were side by side again.
"Thanks." I whispered to him. The ceiling was clean, this would be an excellent place for a poster.
"Quit thanking me, It would be nice to get a compliment in return." he said seriously. I smiled, and looked at him.
"You have nice hair Frank." I said, and smiled.
"No, you're doing it wrong. I want a better one!" he laughed, he rolled over onto his side, (and again,) I did the same.
"Your face is... something." I said, trying to hold in my laugh.
"Gerard, your eyes make me blush." he said nicely. I tried not to thank him.
"Your smile is cute, the best one in the world." I said louder than usual.
"Oh. Well I think you have soft hair, which is a thing not a lot of cute guys liike you have." he said. I paused, and smiled. Looking into his eyes was just fascinating. If I could, I would stare at him forever.
"You too Frank, I'm not theonly one." I said, I don't know how it happened, but I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Gerard, you sweetheart." said Frank. He was still laying next to me.
"Frank you animal." I said back, smiling. He didn't think it was weird, for a cool ooking kid, he eemed pretty chill.
"Gerard, I don't know much about you, but I know that your really hot." he said, and I kissed him again. But not on the lip, on THE CHEEK. I won't kiss his lips, not yet. :)
'Your really nice Gerard. I ike that about you." said Frank, he smirked at me, when I heard a knock at the door.
"Gerard, breakfast." said my mom. She always made delicious food.
"Okay." I yelled, and Frank got up.
"Guess I better tell your mom & dad that I'm here."said Frank. I followed him, and we went to the kitchen.
"Goodmorning Mrs.Way, I'm Frank. I slept over last night." he smiled, and shook my mom's hand.
"Call me Donna. Mr.s Way makes me feel old." she said. I smiled, because she tells this to everybody appearently. As you could see in the other stories.
"Okay." said Franikie. Mom handed him a plate, and he went over to the stove. There was hashbrown patties, and sausages. He only grabbed a hashbrown pattie, not a sausage.
"Not that hungry?" said Mikey, as he came behind us.
"No. I'm vegetarian." said Frank. He blushed a little because he knew that Mom was listening. Image how bad she felt. :)
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Frank. I should've asked first.I feel really bad now." Mom said. Well, now we know.
"It's fine Donna. Don't worry about it.." Frank said. I took a plate of food, and brought it to the living room, and ate.
"Ger-rard. How long is Franklin going to stay here, we have to go see Billie. Well,visit." Mikey whispered, Frank was still in the kitchen, so he didn'thear.
"I don't know. Ask." I said, finishing my food. Mikey finished hit food too. Frank walked in here, and sat next to me.
"So, what are we doing today?" said Frank. Didn't think that he would say something like that.
"Well, me & Gerard are going to meet our friend so he can visit, then after, he'll go back home. And I'll just go stay at Ray's to help him feel better." said Mikey.
"Well, what about Gerard?" said Frank, looking directly at me. I can feel his eyes looking at me, they sure felt warm.
"After, I'll just stay home." I said cheerfully. Mom was eating food with dad in the kitchen, so they didn't hear us in here.
"Come to my house." Frank said with happiness. I honestly didn't know what to say at this point. I know Frank likes me, and I think that I like him back. But I want to get to know him first.
"No thanks." I said, with a smile. I looked up at him, and he suddenly got serious.
"Gerard, that is a demand, not a request. That is a statement, not a question." he said with attitude, he leaned over me, and I pushed him off.
"My parents are in the other room." I said, pushing him away.
"Whoa Gerard, this happened fast." said Mikey.
"What? No. We are not-"
"We are."Frank interrupted my sentence.
"Mom! Did you hear that? Frank's dating-" I ran to the couch Mikey was on, and covered his mouth.
"Frank! We are not dating." I said.
"Well, you denied me, when I told you to come to my house, and this is just a small price." he laughed a little.
"Okay, okay. I'll go to your house. Goddamn, Frank." I said, laughing at the same time. Frank's good.
Real good.
Notes
Finally updated. Finally. Finally. Finally.Sorry it took so long, I've been-
No.
I haven't. Just lazy. It's been years right? Right. Well, I hope you re-enjoy this.
This is my first fanfic and it is amazing!!
12/7/16