We Don't Fight Fair

I slipped into my car and drove to Frank's house. I walked up to his door and knocked it to the chorus of"Another Once Bites the Dust". I rocked on my heels, waiting for him. He opened the door and...wow. His outfit was identical to mine, but he wore dress shoes, and I wore my converse. "You look stunning." I gushed. He turned pink, and turned a deeper shade when I presented him the freshly-picked daffodils. He muttered a quiet "thank you." I walked him to my car, arm in arm.

I reached out one arm to open the car door for him. I straightened my jacket walking across the front of the car and slipping in. It was 7:30, so we could be gone a little while. I turned on the radio to the Misfits. I drove with one hand on the wheel and the other on Frank's knee. I then started thinking about what happened. What I had said to him was the worst thing I had ever done. I was worrying about Mikey, but he was a trooper and I knew he was going to be okay, but Frank seemed so fragile. Like he was made of porcelain. And what I had done was like dropping him and taking a bat and smashing the remains.

I soon began to tear up, and I had to subtly blink back tear. Frank noticed this and gripped my forearm, looking at me with questioning eyes. He didn't say much after the incident, and I had to tell him something. "I can't believe what I did to you," I admitted. " It was so cruel and awful, and I can't believe you ever even agreed to go on this date in the first place. You know what?" I pulled over and stopped. "if you want, I will take you home and you can forget about me?" I asked, completely serious.

"No. No Gerard I love you, and I want to give you another chance. I believe in you." He said said the last part quietly. I nodded contently and told him, "If you want to go at any time, tell me."

After that, the car ride was loud and... fun. We laughed and joked and I honked the horn along to the chorus of "Pain" by Three Days Grace. We arrived at the restaurant, and i could tell that it wasn't a place for us to be in our giggly moods.

Wlaughed and made fun of people and goofing off. We both ordered spaghetti. It was quite and experience.

Long story short, we were kicked out covered in pie.

Uncontrollably laughing, we got into the car. Neither of us felt like going home, so I drove us to my favorite park. We sat down on the dock and put our feet in the water. We listened to "Dance woth the Devil" by Breaking Benjamin. I stood up abruptly, and I took out my cell phone and car keys. I pulled Frank to his feet, and asked "Do you have anything valuable on you?" And took out his cell phone without waiting for a response.

I took his hand and he smiled at me, confused. I grabbed his hand and ran. We kept running and jumped off the dock. With our nice clothes.

When we came up for air, we met in a kiss. Climbing baxk on the dock, it was almost 11. We were dozing off. It had been a big day. Suddenly I heard my phone go off. "Hello?" I asked
tiredly. "Um, yes hi I'm calling to inform you about the condition of your brother Micheal?"

It was about to get a hell of a lot bigger.

Notes

Hey guys! I felt like this story has been pretty tragic, so I decided to do some fluff for all you frerard lovers. This part was actually part of the previous chapter, but it cut off. So I had to rewrite it. Anyway, as always, thanks for reading, and feedback is always welcome!

Love you guys!

-Erinosaur <3