Hours later, a bright flash woke Frank from his light slumber.
“I told you, you should’ve turned the flash off,” said a voice. Frank’s eyes flew open and he was met with the sight of his mother, standing over him with a cellphone in hand.
“Frank? What did I tell you about bringing boys home with you tonight?”
Shit.
“Mom!?” Frank asked sleepily.
“Yep, now who’s this?” she questioned, gesturing to the still asleep boy curled up on top of Frank. His red hair contrasting deeply with the both of them wearing dark clothing.
“He’s just a friend…we must’ve passed out. What time is it?” Frank inquired, trying to shake Gerard awake. He succeeded and Gerard sat up allowing Frank to also get up.
“Wha?” Gerard questioned sleepily looking around at the group of women surrounding the couch.
“Gerard?” Frank’s mother asked, confused. She didn’t recognize him at first. The last time she saw him he had inky black hair and now suddenly it was bright red.
“Oh, hi Mrs. Iero,” He replied noticing her for the first time, “Sorry, we must’ve fallen asleep.
“Oh no, there’s nothing to be sorry about just didn’t expect you to be here,” She replied smirking at her son, who turned a shade similar to Gerard’s hair as the boy laid his head on Frank’s shoulder.
“Mom, I told you it wasn’t like that…did you take a picture of us?” He questioned.
“Yes,” his mother said simply, the other two women giggled slightly at the way the two boys were acting together. They say they aren’t dating…but they act so much like a couple already. They thought.
“Delete it please,”
“No!”
“Mom!”
“No, I’m sure Gerard’s mother would like to see this as well…so no,” At that Gerard’s eyes went wide as well as Frank’s. “Now, it’s late and you should walk Gerard home,” she added after a few seconds of silence.
“Alright, come on,” he said pushing Gerard off of him and pulling him up with him.
“But you’re so warm!” Gerard complained trying to hug Frank as he pulled him away from the women in the living room. They giggled as the two of them left.
“Come on,” Frank said again.
“You can stop pulling me now,” Gerard laughed as they were a few yards away from the house.
“Sorry,” Frank apologized and stopped pulling Gerard, letting the boy walk next to him. However, he didn’t let go of his wrist, instead, slid his hand down to Gerard’s and didn’t let go. Gerard didn’t try to pull away so Frank didn’t either.
They reached Gerard’s house after a few minutes of silence. Gerard attempted to open the door but found the door was locked. Swearing loudly at Mikey, who probably couldn’t hear him, he rang the doorbell.
“Well, ah…tonight was fun,” Frank said after Gerard had turned to him.
“Yeah…now stop making sound like it was a date…unless of course, you wanted it to be,” Gerard replied winking as the door opened and he turned to face it. Completely missing Frank’s blush.
“Oh, it’s you…why’d you ring the doorbell,” Mikey asked sleepily. His hair was screwed up and he was dressed in lose fitting clothes so Frank assumed he had been sleeping. Mikey looked at the two boys in front of him. Noticing their screwed up hair and disheveled clothes. “Looks like you two had fun,” he added in smirking.
“I rang the doorbell because someone keeps stealing my keys and never returning them and it’s not like that,” Frank nodded in agreement.
“Whatever,” Mikey said looking between the two of them, “Now get inside, I’m tired.”
“Yeah, good night, Frankie, and thank you.” Gerard said as Mikey disappeared in the house. He leaned in close and planted a small kiss on Frank’s cheek before disappearing along with Mikey into the house.
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“You’re going to have to tell me how you ended up with Gerard,” Frank’s mother said as he walked back in the house. Her friends left while he was gone and the two of them were alone again.
“I ran into Mikey after a while and Gerard followed soon after, Mikey kind of ditched us and after walking around for a while and coming back here, we passed out on the couch at some point,” Frank explained simply.
“Hmmm, and you’re sure you two aren’t…you know,”
“No, I told you…just close friends,”
“Really close. I don’t think I’ve ever seen ‘just friends’ fall asleep in each other’s arms or look at each other the way you two do,” She replied smiling at her son’s confused look.
You know…she’s got a point. I don’t act that way around Ray or Bob and I’ve known them practically my whole life. Maybe I should talk to him about it tomorrow or something. He thought. “Whatever,” was his reply to his mom, however. He didn’t want her to know that she was right…she would never let it go. She’s so immature sometimes…no more like most of the time. “Can you at least get rid of the picture?” he tried asking again.
“Nope, already posted it on Facebook.” She said laughing at Frank’s horrified expression.
“How is it that you need help turning on the TV but can post a picture online in a matter of seconds?”
“I’m not that bad,” she rolled her eyes at the look her son gave her. “Fine, but seriously there’s no getting rid of the picture…you’re just going to have to deal with it. You two are seriously cute together though,”
“Thanks?” He said it more like a question rather than a statement.
“No really, don’t let him get away!”
“I’m leaving now,”
“Serious!”
“Bye!” And with that Frank left to his room and collapsed on his bed. Thinking of how exactly he was going to confront Gerard about the two of them.
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It was around one in the afternoon that Frank finally found the courage to call Gerard. Finally using the number he had given him days ago. Taking a deep breath he dialed the number and waited for the phone to connect. It took a few rings and Frank was about to hang up when Gerard picked up.
“Hello?” he asked sounding sleepy. Did I wake him up? He felt momentarily guilty for waking his friend up but then remember that it was almost two o’clock in the afternoon and the boy really shouldn’t be sleeping still anyway. But then again it was a Sunday…Oh well. “Frank? You there? Is everything alright?” Gerard asked sounding more awake than before and Frank realized he had been silent for a least a minute.
“Yeah…Hey…I need to talk with you,” Frank said letting go of whatever nervousness he had moments before. Hearing the other’s voice calmed him down enough.
“Sure…Uhh,” he paused a moment, “There’s this coffee shop near my house…we could meet there in like two hours, there’s a few thingd I have to do since I didn’t do them last night,” he laughed and Frank couldn’t help but smile.
“Okay, and don’t let Mikey run away this time,” Frank teased.
“That was your fault,” Gerard teased back, “He would’ve stayed there if you hadn’t shown up,”
“I see how it is…blame all your problems on me,”
“Never,” Gerard laughed but sounded completely serious. Well as serious as one can sound when laughing. “Alright, I’ll see you then.”
“Bye,” and he hung up the phone.
“You smile a lot when you talk to him,” his mother said standing in the doorway of his room.
“Ahh!” Frank shouted jumping at least a foot in the air and right off the edge of his bed. “Don’t do that!”
“Jeeze you’re jumpy aren’t you?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,”
“Sure…”
“What did you come here for in the first place,” he questioned after getting up off the floor and sitting back down on his bed.
“To tell you to do the laundry,” Frank groaned. “Just do it,” his mother replied and Frank got up off the bed.
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Two hours (and a battle with the washing machine) later, Frank walked into the coffee shop Gerard had described to him in their phone call earlier. Looking around it only took him five seconds to find Gerard. His flaming red hair sticking out immensely with all the normal hair colors. Frank smiled at the thought and walked over to his friend, who already has a cup of coffee sitting next to him. How long’s he been here? Frank wondered sitting down.
“Hey, how long have you been here?” he voiced his question
“Hi, a while.” Gerard replied.
“Why here?” Frank questioned further.
“Oh, my mom works here,” He said waving up to the woman working the front register. Frank recognized her as Gerard’s mother as she smiled and waved back to Gerard. “Plus I get free coffee,”
Frank laughed, “I see,”
“Anyway, what’s up?” he questioned putting his cellphone away that he was messing around with before Frank had gotten here.
“Oh…yeah.” Frank paused thinking of how to explain. He just went with the things his mom had told him last night. Gerard listened the whole time and smiled slightly at the boy sitting across from him. You really don’t get it do you? He thought to himself. Oh well, he’s getting there.
“Are you saying that you don’t want to be friends?” Gerard interrupted after another few minutes, he was messing with Frank now but Frank took it completely seriously.
“No! That’s not what I’m saying at all!” Frank replied a little too fast
“You know, I don’t think it really matters what other people do. I thought we established this from the beginning that we were different from the rest,”
“Yeah, I just wanted to clear things up,” Frank replied
“Besides, I’m more of a touchy feely kind of person…especially when it comes to cute guys,” Gerard laughed as Frank’s already flushed cheeks turned a deeper shade of red. He paused for a moment, however, remembering the conversation that they just finished and added, “You’re right, Frankie,”
Frank opened his mouth to reply when he was cut off by a person who just refused to leave the two of them alone.
“I knew you two were gay for each other just never actually thought I would have to see the disgusting act of it in public,” Asshole number one (As Frank had named him,) said walking over to the table the two occupied. That was followed by a slur of insults that Frank tuned out not really caring what he had to say.
“And why would you be concerned if we were? It has absolutely nothing to do with you sooo,” Gerard started, getting up from his seat and pulled Frank up and towards him. “Just play along,” Gerard mumbled to Frank as the other guy replied to Gerard’s statement in the rudest possible way. Frank didn’t expect what was coming next though. Gerard turned him around to face him, bent down to his level, leaned in and kissed his nose. Frank froze, realizing just exactly what Gerard planned. From the point of view of asshole number one it looked as if Gerard had just kissed Frank full on the lips. He pulled away after he left shouting another few insults at the two of them. Gerard smiled at the smaller boy.
“Come on we should go,” Gerard said grabbing his Styrofoam cup of coffee and throwing it away.
“Right,” When Frank didn’t move Gerard laughed and grabbed his hand and pulled him along.
“Well that was fun,” Gerard said breaking the silence after a while.
“You know that’s just another thing that normal friends don’t do,” Frank added in, mumbling it to himself more than to Gerard but the other boy still heard him. “Nor do they hold hands when walking down the street,”
“Fine, Frankie. If you’re so intent on pointing everything out…then how about we go on a date to try it out?”
“Right now?” Frank questioned not sure if the other was serious or not.
“Sure why not,” replied Gerard, completely serious.
“But what about…”
“Oh, quit complaining Iero, I want to do this and you’re coming with me.”
“O-okay,”

Notes

Soooo...I want to say how sorry I am that this is really late. I just didn't have time. One, AP history is a bitch that gives you summer homework. Two, honors English is a bitch that gives you summer homework, three, I went to a concert on Sunday and didn't have time then, and four, my friends like to to plan last minute parties....soooo my week has been kind of busy. But thank you for reading!...and waiting! and I will post the next chapter tomorrow probably.