Born To Lose

*Frank's POV*
We were hand in hand, casually walking out to the park. The halls were bully free and so was the walk there so we actually got to the park just holding hands in a comfortable silence the whole way. It was really nice. Once we got there, I lead him over to the actual play set and we sat down in the middle of it, just holding each other's hands, still in silence, but it was nice.
"How old were you?" Gerard asked, completely out of the blue.
"What?"
"When your dad left. How old were you?"
"Uh... almost 11."
"Oh." Gerard said, looking down sadly.
"What's wrong?"
"You were really young. I mean look, you made it alright, but that's tough for not even 11."
"Yeah, but this isn't all about me."
"I know." Gerard scooted closer. "I just wish it was."
"Why? What about you?" I asked.
"I'd rather have gone through that than you. I mean sure, I didn't know you before a couple days ago, but still. Families shouldn't be like that. They should be supportive, and kind, and forgiving."
"I know that, okay? Don't you know how many times I've thought about this?" I said back a little louder than intended, but I was starting to get annoyed at his pity.
"Hey Frank calm down, let's just drop it."
"Okay."
There was a small silence.
"I don't know when your birthday is." He stated matter of fact ly.
"Halloween, how about you?"
"April 9th, but Halloween is really cool for a birthday."
"I want to get HALLOWEEN tattooed on my fingers. I want to get a lot of tattoos actually."
"That's cool. I would get tattoos too."
"Would?"
"I'm absolutely terrified of needles. Won't go near them."
"Oh, that's too bad."
"I just use Sharpie though, and write words a phrases or words on my neck and arm though sometimes. When I'm feeling it, you know?"
"Yeah."
There was another silence, with us just holding hands, and Gerard was rubbing small circles on my knuckles, and it felt really good. Until he let go of my hand. I was confused, until he lent in really close, and started to stare into my eyes.
"You know that person I was drawing?"
"Uh, no."
"I know you were watching me draw the whole time there's no need to lie."
"Yes."
"That's you, I just can't seem to get your eyes right. So lets make it easier for me." He reached up and closed my eyes for me.
"Gerard now I can't see."
"You don't need to see though. In a little bit, you'll be doing something you normally do with your eyes closed anyway. And I know you're good at it too, so you could do it with your eyes closed even if it wasn't meant to be."
I didn't quite understand him, until, that is, I felt a warm pair of lips against my own. He was right, I don't need my eyes here. Here I use my hands.
I reached up and laced my fingers in his hair pulling him closer until I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, and I was being pulled closer to him. I left one hand in his hair and led the other one grasp the back of his neck as I desperately tried to pull him even closer than before. I don't think we could get any closer, but I could still try. We were moving our lips now, and they locked perfectly together. Eventually, I felt something against my bottom lip. I soon realized that it was Gerard's teeth, as if he was asking to bite my lip. I let out a small pant like thing, and I think he got the hint, because soon my lip ring was being pulled on, causing me to let out a small moan. He also took that opportunity to slide his tongue in, not shoving it down my throat, but still being the dominant one here. I let Gerard push me down until I was completely under him, as he was straddling my waist.
Then Gee did something heavenly. He rubbed up against me crotch, and when I threw my head back, he latched right onto where he knew my sweet spot on my neck was, causing so much pleasure to roll through me, I think my eyes rolled all the way back in my head. I knew that Gerard probably had left a huge hickey on my neck for everyone to see, but still, it felt too good for me to tell him to stop. He rubbed up against me again, but then I thought I actually heard something go off. I was brought back to my senses as I realized yes, in fact, something had gone off.
Gerard climbed off of me and pulled him phone out of his back pocket hitting something to stop that horrible noise from coming out of his phone.
"Time to head back to the school." He said matter of fact ly, yet again seeming unfazed about my current condition and how I definitely could not go back to the school like this.
Either way, he helped me up, and we started to head back to the school be willing my hard on to stop being a hard on.

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