How the misery begins

I stormed back home as quickly as possible and slammed the door behind me. Kicking off my shoes, I realised that I was crying once again, so I slid my back down the wall and pulled my legs to my chest, resting my head on my knees. Neither Don nor Donna had come home yet, it was too early and my walk had been cut short thanks to their asshole of a son. About ten minutes later mikey walked downstairs and saw me on the floor, then persuaded me to go up to his room.
"well you're about as emotional as a teenage girl on her period, so how about I get us some ice cream and pizza then we can watch a movie. Sound good?" Mikey asked once I'd calmed down.
I nodded "thank you"
He went to go get the food so I decided to look for a movie. He was incredibly organised and had all of his movies sorted into specific categories, so I started looking through all of the horrors. Horror movies usually took my mind off of things, probably because I was more worried about someone stabbing me in the shower or an evil spirit trying to posses me. I picked up 'dead silence', it always scared the crap out of me but it was just what I needed. I put the movie in the t.v and sat waiting for mikey to return. He was taking ages, so I sorted out the pillows and sprawled myself across the bed, waiting patiently for mikey to return with food.
I heard a door slam downstairs and footsteps on the staircase, so I assumed it was mikey. The bedroom door swung open and a red faced gerard stormed in.
"mikey, I give up. I don't want to hurt him anymore, i gotta tell him!" I noticed the tears streaking down his cheeks, his eyeliner was running down his face.
"tell me what" I asked, assuming that it was me he was talking about.
"oh...uh, where's uh...where's mikey, I need to talk to him"
"tell me what?" I repeated, sitting up and crossing my legs.
"oh for gods sake frank, where is mikey!?"
I cowered away, he was shouting way to loud for my liking.
"he's downstairs" I snapped.
"I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout at you"
"it's fine, I'm used to a lot worse" I sneered back, wishing he would leave already, but he just stood there staring at me.
"what do you want, I told you where he is?" It seemed shouting was becoming more of a habit nowadays.
"oh, o-okay. Bye"
He left, shutting the door quietly behind him. I dried my eyes and made sure I looked okay, I didn't want mukey to see me being a pathetic little bitch for the fourth time today. As I sat bavk on the bed, mikey came bursting through the door.
"hey, we didn't have any ice cream so I went and got some from the store" he puffed out of breath.
""you didn't have to do that you know" I laughed.
"Yeah I know, but I wanted to" he smiled.
"Well thank you, that was very sweet"
"no problemo" he beamed as he sat down next to me.
we watched the movie, to engrosed in billie the dolls adventures to exchange more than five words with each other.
we both fell asleep by the time the credits rolled onto the screen, I was exhausted from the emotional roller coaster the day had brought.

My eyes fluttered slightly, attempting to get used to the darkness before me. I lifted my head, and somehow I was back in my own room, sprawled out on top of the bed sheets. My gze wondered to the side, near the window, and I nearly jumped out of my skin. i could see the outline of someone standing over me, although I couldn't make out who it was at first. I rubbed my eyes harshly, only to receive a bunch of colourful swirls contaminating my vision. I shook my head and they soon left, then I returned my sight to the figure next to me. I managed to make out the shining hazel orbs, strong cheekbones and messy black hair. For someone with a considerably small mouth, he was grinning as wide as a Cheshire cat. I propped myself up on my elbows.
"uh gerard, what are you doing in my room? "
"wrll you fell asleep on mikeys floor and it didn't look that comfortable, so I picked you up and carried you to your room. You looked so cute and I just couldnt bring myself to leave, so I stayed"
I was so confused, earlier he was being a complete asshole, and now he thought I looked 'cute'.
"I-I don't...what. ..why?" I stuttered.
"I thought you looked cute so I stayed here" he stated.
He crouched beside me and took my had in both of his, then held it up to his lips. He didnt kiss it ir anything, he just held it there, and I could feel his hot breath on the back of my hand. I felt myself lean closer to him, stopping as my nose was almost touching his. After a couple of seconds if staring into each others eyes, he closed the gap between us. It took me a minute to respond, but I had my lips moving with his in no time. I received the faint taste of coffee and cigarettes, not a bad combination, although it did taste better in your own mouth. Honestly I shouldn't really be complaining, I was making out with gerard for fuck sake!
He broke the his, and I felt a pang of disappointment as he stood up.
"where are you going?" I whined, not caring how desperate I sounded.
"trust me, I'm not going anywhere" god his voice was sexy.
He climbed onto the bed and straddled my waist, then leaned forward and began to kiss me again, this time with more force. He swiped his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for entrace. I let him in gladly, and soon our mouths were a mess of clashing teeth and tongues. He pushed me down so I was laying flat on my back, then moved his mouth to my neck. I let out a moan as his tongue ran over a certain spot, and he looked up at me with a devilish grin. After gaining several more embarrassing moans from me, he leaned up and whispered in my ear.
"how about we have some fun" I looked down at him, his eyebrow cocked and a giant smirk plastered on his gorgeous face.
"w-what do you mean?" I squirmed underneath him, , feelingmy pants tighted slightly around the crotch area.
"I'll show you" He moved down to my zipper and undid it with his teeth, lets just say my hips got very excited when he did that. Then he pulled my trousers down, for some reason I had no underwear on and I suddenly felt very exposed.
"wow, look at you" he smitked once more, then his expression turned serious.
"wake up frank" he said monotonously.
"what?" I asked.
"Frank, wake up "
"Gerard what are you talking about?"
"Frank, get your ass up, were gonna be late " he demanded.

suddenly I shot upwards, sweating and breathing heavily. I was in mikeys room, with him prodding me in the shoulder.
"what...happened?" I panted.
"you kept on saying Gerards name over and over, what the hell were you dreaming about dude?' He laughed.
"I...I'm not sure" I lied.

Notes

I'm so sorry it took this long to update, you can blame my asshole teachers for giving me a shitton of coursewor, but yeah i guess it was partly my fault for being so lazy.
anyway, I felt bad for depriving you of frerard for like the whole story so far, so here, have some dream frerard instead.
hope you