Frank

I snuck up behind my boyfriend, and slipped my arms around him. "I don't feel like school today. Let's skip,"I seductively whispered into his ear. " Fine with me," he responded. We walked in an unawkward silence to his house. I don't like his house too much. There are a lot of....reminders. We never go into his room though. Gerard and I walked into his house. His parents weren't home, as usual.
"Hey babe, since we're alone, you wanna-," "No,"Gerard cut me off mid-sentence. "I do not want to go through Mikey's stuff." "I was going to say have sex but whatever then. And where did you get that idea? Why would I want to go through his stuff," I interrogated. "Oh. I'm sorry Frank!" Gerard apologized, beyond embarrassed . " I was just thinking about him a lot today. It's almost as if ...his spirit is still around. I'm unsure why though," he confided me. I felt a moment of guilt, but it disappeared quickly. "I'm sure you just miss him. And to answer my question...?" "Of course Frank! Let's go to my room. "And as we passed Mikey's room, I couldn't help but feel eyes on my back.

Notes

Sorry I haven't updated lately, I had writers block. Next chapter should be up today. And this story won't have any smut. Maybe next story? And I'm proud of everybody who has kept on using this site! Killjoys never die! Keep running!