-Frank's POV-
Finally, I get to leave and hang out with Gerard.. Just him and me. I wonder if Gerard fixed his Netflix. I've been dying to show him the movie Rubber. I smirk at the thought of Gerard watching a movie about a tire that can blow up people's heads with its mind. When I first heard about the movie, I thought that maybe the tire stood as a metaphor or something, but as it turns out, it really is about a tire that comes to life in the middle of the desert.
I sigh with relief, grabbing the comics I left on the counter earlier and the empty paper cup from the coffee I had, then heading to the back of the store to stuff my comics in my cubby and exchanging them for my bag and jacket. I take the paper cup and throw it into the trashcan and see it fall in gracefully. "She shoots she scores!" I whisper adding the shouts and screams of the adoring crowd. "Luna Knight has won the championship!"
"How come you don't play basketball anymore?" A voice says behind me.
I jump and turn around to see Gerard, "Maybe because I suck and I tend to trip over my feet a lot."
He shrugs and looks at the ground, "Maybe, you can start up again now that were going to high school." He knows how much I don't want to go to high school; it's a different and bigger school and besides that there are older kids. Stupider kids.
I force a smile, "I don't know maybe. I'll think about it. Who knows maybe we'll even make friends." I lean again the cubby trays only to make one tumble to the ground, all of it's items spilling and clattering against the ground. I jump again for the second time in less than ten minutes.
Gerard wore his usual smirk, his hazel eyes bright and alert, and his black spikes all over but they seem to know where they belong. He was beautiful. I never had any attraction towards Gerard in that way but he just radiated beauty wherever he went. "When are you going to stop being so damn skittish?" His eyes dance and gleamed with new found amusement. The corners of him mouth quirking up.
I stuck my tongue out at him, "Never."
"So are you ready to go or what, Luuuuuuuuna?" He fluttered his eyelashes innocently.
"Yeah, I am, Geeeeeeeeerard." I smirked slightly when he scowled. I pulled on my hoodie and headed towards the door.
"Luna?" I heard Gerard call behind me.
"Hmm?" I turned to face him.
He made small circle figures with the tip of his shoe on the ground, "I kinda, may have, invited a dude to come with us.” He looked up and me and gave me a crooked grin.
“Which dude did you invite exactly?” I cross my arms over my chest and pop my hip out.
“So sassy,” he mutters under his breath expecting me not to hear, “He’s new to town and he doesn’t know anyone. He seems really cool and he likes The Smiths. Come on, Luna.” He gives me a pleading look.
“Gerard, usually when I meet people they don’t tend to like me nor I them. It’s just something that always happens. And giving the example of him liking The Smiths doesn’t automatically make him a good person. For all we know he could be a mad man loose from a mental asylum. Or he could have a machete in his back pocket and he is just waiting for the right moment to chop us into tiny itty bitty pieces. People are crazy!”
He chuckles, comes up to me, and pulls me into him, “Okay first of all: There’s no mental asylums near by. Second, no one and I mean no one can fit a machete in their back pockets.” He rests his chin on the top of my head. “You are being over imaginative, dork.”
I pull away and look up at him, “Am not. I am being reasonable and you are the one who the one who is being unimaginative.”
“So is that a yes?” He gives me another crooked grin.
I sigh and end up nodding. “Okay then let’s go call and pick up Frank.” He grabbed my arm and started pulling me towards the door.
“Okay okay okay okay.” I giggle as he drags me along.

-15 minutes later in Gerard’s car-

I sit silently and wait for Gerard to make the call. “Do you think he is going to answer? What if he doesn’t answer? I want him to answer.” Gerard say really fast. “You’ll love him, Luna, I promise.”
I smirk and look at him, “Is he now?” I end up grinning when I see him dip his head down slightly trying to hide his blush.
“Yeah, he is.. Should I call?” He looks down at his phone doubtfully.
“Yes already!” I giggled.
“Okay,” He sighed. His dialed in the numbers that were on a piece of paper after a few seconds there was a muffled ‘Hello?’ Gerard jumped at the voice, “Um, yeah, hey, it’s Gerard from the music store and I got out of my shift and I was still wondering if you wanted to come hang out with me and Luna?’ I heard more muffles from the other side of the call, “Yeah sure! Coolio, I’ll see you in a few minutes then.” He hung up the phone and breathed out.
“Well?” I nudged him in the side.
“He said that he still is up for it.” Gerard’s blushed deepened.
“Well let’s go get him then!”


As it turns out this guys house was two blocks from mine and four blocks from Gerard’s which made him giggle slightly. Once we were outside Gerard honked the horn. The house seemed to be completely empty except for one lone light on the second floor of the house but after a few seconds that light shut off as well. Another handful of seconds passed by until finally the guy came through the door. I couldn’t really see his face but I could tell he was wearing Converse and skinny jeans. Soon enough the figure gets into the car.
“Hey! Frank, this is Luna. Luna, this is Frank.” Gerard turns to look at him and I do the same thing.. As I look at him I notice extremely familiar. He has black hair, it seems like it but it’s hard to tell since it’s dark out, he seemed to have brownish hazel eyes. He also has a lip piercing, the ring gleaming in the small light of the streetlights. Then I realized where I knew him, “Hey! You’re the Cirque Du Freak and the Watchmen guy from earlier!”
He looked at me for a brief second until he realized that he knew me too, “Hey, you’re the scary girl from the book store.”
“I’m not scary. I’m just weird.” I stuck my tongue out at him then turned back around.
“You made me sign a contract saying that I wouldn’t harm your comics…” He cocked an eyebrow.
“Well, it is Watchmen.” Gerard chimes in.
“What no! Don’t take her side.” Frank sticks his tongue out at Gee.
“Well, now that we all seem to know each other. Who’s up for Netflix?”
Frank and I yell out an agreement and we head to our first hang out.

Notes

Hey guys! I know it's been a couple of days since I've updated but here is the new chapter I hope you guys like it.. Welp, thanks for reading <3
-JustaSadNobody :3