Gerards POV

I lunged forward and kissed him. Even though we had only ever kissed two or three times before, I still remembered what his lips felt like. Soft, smooth and oh so warm. He was stunned for about two seconds before he started kissing me back. Fuck that felt good. I dont know why I had ever become reclusive again. It fucking sucked.

He put his hands on my face and started pushing be backwards which wasnt a very good idea because he walked me into a person.
"Shit! I'm so sorry!"I yelled as the person dropped their coffee, it exploded when it hit the ground, covering everyones pants in milky brown foam. Shit it was hot.

"You fucking idiot!"The person screamed at me,"Sorry, I'll call you back, I just have to deal with some bozo."He said into his phone and hung up.
"Sir I'm so sorry its my fault I was- pushing him backwards."Frank stepped around me, blushing furiously.

"Well be fucking careful! Jesus christ this is a fucking Calvin Klein suit you fucking dumb ass!"He yelled as he grabbed some tissues out of his jacket pocket and started wiping his front legs.
"Do you want us to replace your drink?"I asked him as I stared at the mess that was now running into the gutter and against a car tyre.

"No its okay just- watch where you're fucking going next time."He sighed and walked away, pulling his phone out as he went.

"Jesus."Frank giggled. I smiled at him and grabbed his hand, lacing our fingers together. We walked through the doors of the courthouse to find that the session we were supposed to be at had finished.

Franks POV (a/n idk why there is that little bit in gerards pov but whateverrr)

"You want a ride home?"Gerard asked me.
"Uh Stevens going to get me though."I said, looking around for him.
"No I already told him not to so you have to go with me."Gerard grinned cheekily.

"Alright then let's go."I smiled as we started walking towards the car.
"Oh hey I forgot to tell you. Bob sold his car to me."Gerard grinned at me as he unlocked it.
"Really? That's so cool!"I exclaimed as we got in.

"It took a lot of persuading my god. But I got it in the end."Gerard said happily as he started the car.
"Well done."I smiled across at him.

We started driving back but after a while I noticed we weren't going the same way Steven would usually take Claire, Lily and I.
"Where are we going?"I asked, looking around at the unfamiliar roads.

"You'll see."Gerard said simply, not looking at me. We drove the rest of the way in silence. When we came to a stop I looked outside to where we were. Outside a small one-story house.
"Where are we?"I asked, confused as we got out of the car.

"I just needed to make a quick stop."Gerard said, still not answering my question.
"Yeah but where?"I asked. We started walking up the path to the house. I expected Gerard to knock but instead he went right in and walked down the hallway.

I stayed at the front door, uncertain if I should go in or not.
"Are you coming bozo?"Gerard stopped halfway down the long hallway and looked at me, one eyebrow raised.
"Uh yeah."I blushed as I stepped in and shut the door.

It was an alright place. It was definitely owned by younger people though and not adults.
"Gerard is that you?!"Somone called from a doorway to the left.
"Yeah, I just need to grab something before going back out."Gerard called as he disappeared through a door at the end of the hall.

"Frank come on!"Gerard popped his head back through and motioned with his hand to follow. I started walking but was stopped by someone tackling me.
"Fuck!"I yelped as the person detached themselves from me and grinned at me. Pete.

"Dude this is your house?"I asked, looking around in wonder.
"Well sort of. My parents are renting it but they are away on holiday right now so I'm holding down the fort."Pete grinned at me even more.

"Frank get here now I wanna show you something."Gerard growled from down the hall.
"Uh yeah gimme a sec."I called before placing my attention back on Pete.

"Where have you been then? I havent seen you in music for a while. Whats been happening?"He said, grabbing my arm and pulling me into what must have been the lounge.

There were two couches, an end table with a lamp on it and a TV. In front of the TV was a playstation and controllers. I really wanted to live here.
"I uh um. This is difficult um-"I started to mutter.
"You and Gerard had a spiff?"Pete raised an eyebrow at me as he fell onto one of the couches and picked up one of the game controllers.

"What? No its just been... Odd since everything that happened..."I mumbled as I started backing out of the lounge.
"Oh right. Yeah... Sorry about that."Pete said as he unpaused a game and started killing zombies.

"Its okay... I should probably get back to Gerard."I said as Pete lost all his focus on me and seemed to forget about me completely. I turned around and went back into the hallway. I walked down it slowly, taking in the open door to the kitchen filled with dirty dishes.

"Jesus you took your time."Gerard grinned as I went into the room he was in. It was a bedroom. And it had all of Gerards things in it. This was where he had been sleeping for the past month. Fuck me.
"Sorry uh Pete wanted to talk."I said as Gerard shut the door behind me and flopped down on his bed.

"Why? You guys see each other in music you have plenty of time to talk."Gerard said as he pulled out a smoke.
"Uh no. I havent been to music in a while."I mumbled as I looked around.

His bed was unmade like back at the house. His drawers were strewn with pieces of paper with what looked like lyrics on them. There was an ashtray on a bedside table along with a batman lamp and a packet of condoms. Wow.

"Sit down dick."Gerard gestured to the spot next to where he had fallen on his bed. I went over and sat down next to him, feeling as awkward as I probably looked and was. Gerard was silent for a moment as he lit his cigarette.

"So tell me, why havent you been to music in a while?"Gerard said, closing his eyes as he took a drag on what looked like a much needed cigarette.
"Uhm... Because of you not being there."I muttered as I looked out a window leading onto an untidy back yard.

"Sorry? Did you just say because of me?"Gerard opened his eyes and stared at my face. I didnt look away from the window, becoming very interested on some bird shit in the corner.
"Frank look at me."Gerard ordered. I slowly turned to face him. He was looking at me sadly.

"Eh em. Yeah. I felt awkward being there without you. And at art."I told him slowly, focusing on his face, trying to gauge his reaction. His face didnt change at all.
"You are so stupid, you know that?"Gerard rolled his eyes at me suddenly.

"Um excuse me?"I stood up off his bed and looked down at him.
"You shouldnt fucking need me there to feel comfortable you know. They are your fucking friends too."He stared up at me, half lying down and looking like he owned the fucking joint. Which I spose in a way, it was his bedroom so technically he did.

"Do you know how difficult it was to turn up at art and to have to sit there, having people whisper about how I fucking held Dean down while you fucking shot him? How hard it was to have Mr Stump try and pressure me into telling him what happened cause he is a fucking nosy bastard? How fucking hard it was going to music and seeing all your friends there, being close and having fucking fun while I sit there and try and learn to play a fucking guitar that doesnt feel right? No. You fucking dont."I glared down at him, fighting the tears.

I didnt want to be here. I wanted to go back and see Lily and Claire. To talk to Lily about it all, about how fucking stupid I am to think Gerard and I would work. I turned around and stumbled over the clothes on the floor to get to the door.

"Frank wait!"Gerard said. I could hear him struggling to get up off the bed. I had my hand on the door handle when he grabbed my arm from behind me. He spun me around and shoved me up against the door, staring into my eyes.

"I'm sorry."He mumbled, looking down at the floor but not letting go of me, staying oh so close to my face.
"I- its-"
"Dont say its okay. I'm a clueless fucking bastard."He looked up at me, hair falling across his face making me want to kiss him. So I did.