But little did I know...

"Okay, Frank", I said to myself. "Just do it. Just do it. Just go fucking do it."

I approached that wooden door, with an acoustic guitar and tickets to the Dioramic show. I knocked. It was dark inside the house, as usual. Nobody was there, though. I waited for half an hour sitting on the sidewalk, but it started raining.

I arrived to my house, running. I entered, closed the door quickly, put my guitar and the tickets on the center table. "Dammit", I said. "Every time I try, every time I make up my mind... something happens..."

But little did I know...

Three hours later, I heard a knock on the door. I made sure it wasn't that guy trying to sell me stuff. No, it's not. It's Gerard.

"Hey, what's u...", I started saying but Gerard interrupted me.
"Guess what!", he said, really loudly.
"What?", I asked.
"Dioramic is finally having a show in New Jersey!"
"Er... really? I mean...", I started saying.

No. I cannot go like this forever. I have to say I knew that and not only that, I've got tickets. Come on, Frank!

"Oh, by the way, there's something you should...", I started saying, but he interrupted me. He started saying some stuff I didn't understand.

"Hope you don't hate me because of this, but...", he suddenly said. Because of wh...?

And then I knew.

Notes

If you don't understand either, just wait. Trust me, haha.
Hope you like this chapter. Thank you for reading so far <3