Sing Me To Sleep

So, I have thought a lot about what happened between Gerard and i. And I don't think I liked it. Don't get me wrong, in more than happy that my cock was almost in his mouth, it was fucking awesome. But I thought a lot while I was laying in bed and not sleeping while gerard and Lynz are going at it. And i kind if feel like a toy. I feel kind of like he came into the guest room with the intention of just getting off. Not actually wanting any sort of relationship. Maybe he just wanted to take away my virginity..? Because I'm the loser who is 19 and never actually had sex with anything except my right hand.
Im unsure. But honestly, I don't think he likes me. I'm just the hobo teen that he picked up off the street.
A couple days went by and we didn't talk about what happened in his bed while lynz was shopping. I assumed he didn't want to pursue a relationship with me so i decided i would ask patrick out on a date.. Mind you, this had involved weeks of taking all my money and saving it for our date. I was saving to pay rent but fuck it. Gerard was a dick and doesn't get my money Now. My date is in a couple of hours and I have no idea what I'm supposed to wear. (I know I'm being a total girl. Don't remind me) gerard seemed liek the kind of guy that could dress himself properly, so I figured i could ask him. Lynz was out with bandit for the day so we were the only ones home.. That made me even more nervous. "hey gerard.." I said quietly when I saw him sitting on the couch.
He looked up at me from where he was sitting, drawing of course. "Uh, yeah Frankie?" I loved the way he called me Frankie and not just Frank.
"I.. I, uh.." C'mon Frankie spit it out. You look stupid "i have a date tonight.. And i don't really know what to wear.." as the words spilled out if my mouth he looked kind of confused. Probably because I was actually going out. On a date. I've never done that before. Maybe Patrick was only going because he felt bad for me.. Maybe it was out of pity because I'm such a loser..
Gerards voice broke me out of my thoughts "oh. Yeah I can help.. Who are you going out with?" He sounded kind of.. Protective.. Or maybe he was just trying to seem like he cared.
"Patrick.. From the coffee place.."
"Oh." Was all he had to say before looking at my hair. "You need to take a shower" i walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, I tried not to take to long because i only had a few hours and I don't know how long all this shit takes. I hopped out and wrapped a towel around my waist and shook my hair out. I walked back out and saw him coming from his room. "Oh, uh. Come with me." He grabbed the hand that wasn't holding my towel up and dragged me to his room. "First of all where are you going?" Did it matter?
"uh.. That fancy place that makes really really good cheesecake."
"The Cheesecake Factory? Wow Frankie. You're really going all out.. That place is nice" was it too nice? What if it was like.. Too much for a first date?
"Yeah. That place." I saw him pick out a black dress shirt and red tie. He also got a pair of black skinny jeans with rips in the knees. Hell, I was gunna look nice.
"come with me" he pulled me into the bathroom connected to his bedroom and got out scissors, hair bleach, and a buzzy shavey thing. What. "Can I give you a haircut?"
I couldnt say no to this man if I tried. "Yes." after about an hour i looked in the mirror and I had short hair. The sides were bleached and it looked fucking awesome. "Holy shit thanks gee!" I hugged him tight.
"No problem Frankie." We walked back into his room and I pulled off the clothes I had been wearing and put on the dressy clothes Gerard picked for me. I looked in the mirror and then back at gerard. He was holding his car keys. "You can take the Cadilac. But dknt ducking crash it." I smile and hugged him before I walked outside and got in the car.
Well, here goes nothing.

Notes

For anyone who doesn't already know, The Cheesecake Factory is actually a nice restaurant. Not just a Cheesecake Factory.
I might update again tonight. Idk I'm really tired.

ARxoxo