Taking Chances

I yawned and stretched; my mind still fuzzy from sleep. I rolled over and came into contact with a small, warm body. I smiled and opened my eyes to see my mom fast asleep, her long black hair fanned out on her pillow and her beautiful brown eyes closed. She looked so peaceful when she slept, like nothing in our lives had ever gone wrong. I snuck out of her room and back into mine to get dressed. I chose my red skinnies and my Asking Alexandria shirt and some black high-tops. I pulled on a few wristbands and my fingerless gloves, quickly brushed my messy black hair and then my teeth before I bounded downstairs to put on the kettle.

I heard Mom’s footsteps on the stairs a little while later; I had our coffee ready on the island and the cereal out so we could eat and leave. She stretched and yawned as she walked into the kitchen, her hair still all messy from being in bed. She accepted her mug with a grateful smile. I kissed her on the cheek and sat down to finish my breakfast while she got her own.

“How are you feeling, Frankie? It’s been a while since you had nightmares.” Mom sat next to me as I swallowed a mouthful before answering.

“I’m okay Mom,” I smiled at her and she smiled back.

“All your homework ready?” I nodded and took a gulp of my coffee. “That’s good.” She smiled and kissed me on the top of my head as she stood up to take our dishes and put them in the sink. “I have to get ready for work; I’ll be home late tonight, Mary needs me to cover Pediatrics for her.” I smiled back.

“Okay. Hey mom, can Gerard come over tonight for dinner then? If he wants to of course.” She hummed her accent and wandered back upstairs. I grinned; today was going to be awesome.

***

Gerard finished brushing his teeth and looked into the mirror. He couldn’t remember the last time he had cared about what someone would think about his clothes. He had chosen grey skinnies, a white tee with black stripes, black combat boots, and his favorite leather jacket; god he hoped Frank liked it. Gerard blushed a pretty red; he still felt shy, even though he had spent most of the night thinking about that dynamite boy. He managed to smile at Mikey as they walked out together; Mikey had refused Gerard’s offer of a lift. He said he needed to talk to Frank before school. Gerard dumped his stuff on the passenger seat, started the car, and pulled out of the driveway. He waved at Mikey before heading to the school, his heart full of hope and his stomach full of butterflies.

***

I met up with Mikey at the bus stop like usual. I smiled at him, a little unsure of how he would react to me. When he smiled and hugged me I felt a huge wave of relief; he didn’t hate me! I hugged my best friend back tightly, grinning like a fool.

“How are you this morning, Franks?” Mikey ruffled my hair and I punched his arm lightly. We just looked at each other, and burst out laughing.

“I’m all good man. How ‘bout you?” Mikey shrugged; he looked like he wanted to share something.

“I’m good.” His eyes had that mischievous twinkle and I knew I had to ask.

“So Mikez, why were you at school so late yesterday?” Mikey grinned like the cat that ate the canary; he was definitely very proud of whatever it was.

“Just wait ‘til Ray gets here.” I pretended to be all miffed and he played along; the two of us just goofing around until the Ray man finally pitched up; looking like he was still asleep.

“Hey! Finally! Where were you, dude? We thought you’d died.” Mikey yelled to his friend as he got closer. Ray just laughed and flipped him off; Mikey acted all shocked and hurt, but Ray just hugged him and gave me our geeky little fist-bump.

“You two look overly perky this morning. What drug binge did I miss?” Mikey scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“We don’t need drugs man, ‘coz we get laid.” Ray raised an eyebrow and looked at me curiously. I blushed bright red and looked away. Ray grinned and patted my shoulder like he was proud. Then he and I frowned and turned our curious looks on Mikey.

“Who the fuck did you fuck yesterday? We know it wasn’t one of the cheers, they were all at practice.” I blushed slightly at Ray’s blatant and obvious choice of words, but my curiosity won out in the end.

“C’mon Mikez, you said you’d tell once Ray was here, well he’s here.” Mikey grinned. He looked so smug.

“Ms. Matthews walked into me in the corridor. I helped her up, we got talking,” He shrugged,” one thing led to another and we ended up in the closest bathroom for over an hour.”

“No fucking way!” Ray laughed and high-fived his best friend. I wasn’t at all surprised. The last time we had a hot young teacher like Ms. Matthews, Mikey had gone after her immediately. She ended up quitting when she realized it had only been a one night stand; Mikey had that effect on girls.

The bus arrived then and we all climbed the steps and went to our usual seats. We were all laughing loudly and Ray playfully shoved Mikey who went tumbling into the lap of a fawning girl who didn’t really look like she minded.

By the time we got to school, we were grinning like idiots and Mr. Ryann was instantly annoyed with us. Mikey decided to piss him off further and started throwing balled up papers around the classroom; when people looked around to see who did it he acted all innocent and the looks of utter confusion on their faces was priceless. By the time Mr. Ryann was finished, we were trying our hardest not to laugh aloud, and none of us had paid any attention to what he had been saying.

We grabbed all the crap we needed for our first lesson and ditched to that classroom as soon as the bell rang. When we got there, we sat on our desks and chatted animatedly until the teacher arrived. I actually listened, because it was English and I liked that we were learning about poetry. I had won my first ever poetry competition last year and since then this teacher had come to expect good grades from me. I took notes that I knew Mikey would ask to copy later, and accepted my homework with a genuine interest; we had to write a poem of at least four verses and read it to the whole class tomorrow.
After English we had lunch, which I had been looking forward to all day. I told the guys I’d meet them at the bleachers and went in search of the one and only Mr. Way.

I found him bending over some of his students’ work, a small frown marring his stunning features. He hadn’t noticed me yet so I took the opportunity to close the door softly and silently. I walked quietly up behind Gerard and wrapped my arms around his slim, yet muscular waist, and rested my chin on his shoulder. He jumped like a skittish horse and I couldn’t help but laugh. He looked over his shoulder, his eyes wide in shock. He gave a heavy sigh of relief when he saw my grinning face. I closed the small distance between us and kissed him softly.

“Good morning beautiful.” He blushed an adorable pink and said ‘Hi’ like he was all shy. It was beyond cute! I kissed him again and stepped back so he could stand up. That’s when I noticed the outfit he had on. It was a deliciously tight pair of grey jeans, a snug striped tee that showed of his shape just right, and awesome leather combat boots. I tried not to groan, longing for him instantly; he looked seriously sexy. And the way he grinned at me said he clearly knew what he was doing to me. I grabbed Gee’s hand and started for the door.

“C’mon Gee, let’s get out of here before I do something we’ll both regret.” He just laughed.

“Aww,but Frankie..." He laughed softly as i gave him a 'please?' look over my shoulder. "Where are we going anyway?” I already knew all the back ways through the corridors, which guaranteed no one would see us.

“It’s a surprise.” He pouted prettily but I just grinned and kept quiet.

When we emerged out behind the bleachers, Gerard blushed lightly. He knew this was a typical spot that high school kids came to make out. And that we did. I pressed Gerard gently against the wall and sealed my lips against his, moaning softly at the way all my desires boiled to the surface at once; it was all I could do not to just rip his clothing off and have my wicked way with him. He kissed me back hard, like he too had been waiting too long. Gee wrapped his arms around my neck and clenched his fists in my hair; him tugging gently on the strands made it almost too hard to keep my hands on the wall and not pull him against me. Gerard slipped his one hand out of my hair and down between our bodies, slowly sliding it lower until it was pressed firmly over the obvious bulge in my pants. I groaned as he squeezed me; it was a delicious torture. I shoved myself off the wall and backed away from him; my breathing heavy and my eyes closed. I ran my shaking hands through my hair.

“Fuck.” I took a deep breath and opened my eyes to see the confused look on Gee’s face. I smiled and stepped back to his side, kissing his cheek softly in an attempt to reassure him. “This isn’t the time or the place, Gee. We need to be more careful.”

“Okay.” Gerard’s voice was all breathy again, and it so didn’t help my attempt to calm down. I took Gee’s hand again and walked around to the front the bleachers to join Mikey, Ray, and… Ms. Matthews???

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