I'm Okay. Trust Me

Frank's POV

Four days dragged by. It was now Thursday. I had tried my best to avoid Gerard. Of course I stole glances at him when he wasn't looking, but that was it.
I felt like I couldn't face him after how I acted on Sunday. I felt absolutely awful for yelling at him, and then leaving. The scared, confused look he had made me feel as if someone was squeezing my heart every time I thought about it.
I never talked about my dreams to anyone. They stayed inside my head. I felt as if I told anyone about them, it would just make it all worse and then people would be worried about me and I hated that. But I knew Gerard was worried about me. I couldn't do that to him. I knew that if I didn't try and fix this, we'd probably never talk again, like with the shower incident.

After school, I got on my bus and found a seat in the very back. Then I pulled out my phone after Gerard got on.

Hey.. I need to talk to you. Can we hang out today?

I clicked send and looked up to watch Gerard. He replied two minutes later.

Yeah... But Mikey and my parents are home so can we go to your place?

I bit my lip. My mom was working today so we should be good for a few hours hopefully.

Yeah, that's fine. Thanks Gee

I watched him closely, holding my breath. When he got my text a small smile spread across his face. I felt as if a wave of relief had crashed through me.

You're welcome Frankie

I couldn't help but smile too.


Gerard's POV

I got off the bus and waited for Frankie. The amount of relief I was feeling was overwhelming. Though when Frank approached me, I tensed, suddenly nervous.
He looked up at me and smiled slightly. “Hi”
I scratched the back of my neck nervously. “Hi Frankie”

He lead the way to his house. We walked in silence. He unlocked the door and switched on a light. He gestured for me to sit on the couch. Then he disappeared into the kitchen.
“Do you want anything to drink?” he asked politely.
“I'm alright, thanks” I replied.
He returned to the living room with a soda.
“If you change your mind, you can have some of mine.. I mean, only if you want”
I smiled. I had missed his awkward nervous antics.
He plopped down next to me on the couch. There was an awkward silence that seemed to last forever. Then Frankie spoke up.

“Gerard” he said firmly.
“Yes?”
“I need to apologize for the way I acted on Sunday. It was wrong” he paused. “It was really wrong...”
I was silent for a moment.
“Will you forgive me?” he asked quietly, looking up at me innocently with his fierce cat eyes.
Something took over me. I don't know what. I lost all control. And I did what I had been dying to do since I first met Frankie.
I leaned in and kissed him.

I didn't pull away right after my lips touched his. I kept them there. Against his soft, innocent mouth. He didn't pull away either. Instead he slowly slid his hand up to the collar of my shirt, and gripped at it. I grabbed the sides of his face gently, deepening the kiss.
When I pulled away, we were both breathless. I gasped quietly for air and Frankie did the same. We avoided eye contact for a moment, and then out of nowhere, Frank pushed his lips back onto mine. I couldn't help it, I soft moan escaped me. He ran his hand through my tousled hair and then gripped it firmly, pulling my lips harder against his. He pulled back, this time staring straight into my eyes.
“Gerard” he said, breathless. “I think... I think I'm gay”
A smile crept across my face. “I think I am too Frankie”
His small body crashed against my chest, still trying to steady his breathing.
“Frankie?” I stated, gently.
“Mhm?” he murmured into my chest.
“I forgive you, by the way”

Notes

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