The Bet (Frerard)

Frank's POV

I keep walking down the sidewalk, expecting Gerard to follow me.

But no one came out of the house. I clench my fist and continue down the path.

"Frank!" I hear someone yell and I turn around. Mikey is looking at me from his window and he pulls over next to me.

"What the hell are you doing out here? Where's Gerard?" He questions.

"We got in an argument. He's just.... He's so immature." I huff.

"Come on Frank. Yeah, he's being like a child but you have to understand he's going through a real difficult time right now. He's really stupid at times, but," he takes in a deep breath.

"What do you mean difficult time?' I spit, still pissed with Gee.

"It's just so complicated," he breathes annoyed. "I think you should just come back, and just, you know... Ignore him."

With a body and an attitude like that? Not happening.

I really hate to admit it, but I'll probably in bed with Gerard in less than an hour.

"Fine," I sigh and I climb into the car. I close the door and I place my bag on my lap. "Where's Zacky?"

"I dropped him off at his job. He wanted to explain to his manager why he was an hour late. At least he has the x-rays to prove it." Mikey laughs and begins driving to the house.

Once we get there, I look at the basement window. I really hope he didn't do anything stupid. I walk to the front door with Mikey and once we walk into the house, I hear Gerard's heavy footsteps.

"Frank?!" He questions, and once he sees me, he runs to me and hugs me tight. I just stand there though; he doesn't deserve to be hugged right now. But then again, he did drink a while bottle of NyQuil.

"Are you okay? I'm real sorry. I'm an ass and sometimes I just say stupid things. I really try not to, but sometimes it-"

"Gerard, be quiet. I'm not mad at you." I say and Gerard pulls away and looks at me with a confused expression.

"How could you not be mad?"

"Everyone makes a mistake. It just happens, and this was a mistake. I shouldn't have left anyway." I reply and sniffle.

I watch Mikey walk away as Gee pulls me in for another hug, but we stand there for a while.

At least five minutes had to pass with us just standing there.

"If you want, I'll apologize to Zacky. Damn, I'll even pay his medical bills. If it makes you happy, I'll do it. I'd do anything for you." He says, and I can't help but smile.

"It would make me really happy if you apologized." I reply, and Gerard holds me tighter.

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The rest of the day was spent watching zombie movies, eating, and about two little kisses. I still needed Gerard to learn his lesson, and he won't be getting much affection from me for a few days.

Don and Donna also came back today. We were making popcorn and they came through the door, and I really wish that I had Gerard button up his shirt. I'm pretty sure Don questioned him about it. It's about eleven now, and I'm really tired. I had already brushed my teeth and I was ready to fall asleep, but when I turn over in the bed, I feel Gerard's hand dangerously close to my crotch.

"Gee, it's not happening." I say and close my eyes, resting my head on Gerard's pillow; the one closest to the wall to be exact.

"Why? I've been a good boy!" He whines.

"I told you. You need to get used to your right hand." I smile and snuggle closer to the pillow.

"Ugh! Fuck. Remind me to never get you mad." He says and I just laugh.

"Well this is good, besides we had sex like five times in less than 24 hours. You'll be fine."

"Can we at least cuddle or some shit?"

"Sure."

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We started Christmas Break with a bang, and we ended it with a bang.

Literally.

Gerard was good and he actually apologized to Zacky. So that night I decided that we could have sex again, and he was really happy. Plus, sex is a lot easier and pleasurable with lube. Especially cherry flavored lube!

But my mom is on a flight right now, and I'll have to go home today.

"Frankie?" I hear Gee call me from the kitchen.

"Yeah?" I yell back.

"Do you want fruit in your cereal?" I laugh and come upstairs.

"I don't think fruit goes very well with Krave. It's chocolate and fruit in milk." I laugh standing in the doorway.

"That's true."

We eat our cereal until my phone starts ringing. I quickly run downstairs to get it.

"Hello?" I question, slightly out of breath.

"Hey Frank!" I hear Zacky cheer into the phone.

"Hi, how are you?" I smile and begin to talk quieter, just in case of Gerard coming down the stairs.

"Good. Have you opened my present?"

"Oh, well... I haven't, but I'll-"

"Can you look at it now?"

"Sure." I reply and I walk over to my bag and pull out the box.

"Do you see the tickets?" He asks.

"Yeah," I say as I pull out an envelope. I open it and pull out a slip of card stock-like paper. "Holy Shit! This is Green Day! H-how did you get these?"

"My uncle is tight with the owner of the plaza it's at. I got them for ten bucks each. I was wondering if you'd go with me?"

"I- yeah, definetly!" I cheer.

"Really? That's awesome! I legit thought you were going to say no. I figured you would have plans with Gerard."

"N-no," I swallow when Gerard's name is mentioned. "I'll just tell him that I'm hanging out with my dad."

"That's cool, but I don't want you or Gerard keeping too many secrets from each other. Maybe just this one time."

"Yeah..."

"So.... What are you doing now?"

"I'm waiting for my mom to come back from Italy."

"Italy?" Zacky questions. "What was she doing there?"

"She had work. So that's why I've been at Gerard's house."

"Oh, I get it now. Alright, do you think maybe, you know... We could hang out one day? I mean, if you don't want to it's perfectly fine. I didn't want to be a burden. I'm also really sorry about that one day I tried to kiss you, I came there after I had drank a shitload of beer. I may have been a little drunk. I just, you're really cool, and I like hanging out with you and I was horny that day and-" I blush at what he is saying. I bite my lip, and cut him off.

"Zacky, we can hang out anytime you want."

"Oh, cool... I should go though..."

"Oh, bye then."

"Bye Frankie," And then I hang up.

I put my phone away and walk back upstairs. I hear Gerard singing softly in the kitchen, so I smile and walk in.

"You have a really pretty voice." I say an Gerard immediaetly stops singing.

"W-what do you mean?" He asks nervous. I giggle and walk up to him. I slide my hands around his waist and link my fingers together.

"You were singing and it was really nice." I snuggle into his back and I hear the water of the sink turn off and Gerard turns around. I look up at him and smile at the slight blush on his cheeks.

"Whatever...." He whispers, and I squeal and jump when I feel his wet, cold hands on my back.

"Gee!! That's cold!" I squirm an try to get away from him, but holds me closer.

"That's what you get for listening to me sing." He laughs and picks me up.

"Just get your hands off me! They're freezing!"

Another laugh erupts from Gerard before I get dumped on the couch. Gee climbs over me and he begins to tickle me with his hands that are still freezing!

"Gee!!" I laugh loudly and squirm, kicking my legs. "S-stop! Haha! I'm gonna-" I stop talking once I hear a knock on the door. Gerard stands up and I straighten out my pajamas.

"It might be my mom," I say as Gerard walks towards the door. Gee looks through the peep hole and he curses.

"Mikey! Get down here now!" Gerard yells and Mikey is down the stairs in a matter of seconds.

"Are they here?" Mikey asks, and I cock my head to the side, absolutely confused.

"Yeah..." Gerard speaks.

"I saw their car from my window. Is she here?"

"I don't know, I can't see."

"What's going on?" I ask and stand up, staying next to Mikey.

"Nothing... Gerard just knows a few people and he needs to sort something out." Mikey tells me before Gerard slips outside into the cold outdoors of New Jersey in only black sweats and a shirt. I think he slipped on his boots.

"Fuck Off!" I hear Gerard yell from outside and I fear more blood may end up on the snow.

Notes

SOOOO
I have come to a conclusion....

Since I tend to have a crap load of writers block on the story, when ever I have that I will attempt to work on another story. I decided that I am going to try and finish the bet by Christmas so...... You may possibly be crying then.....

~Frerardified