Its Intoxicating

Traffic was light tonight. I looked at that dashboard and it read 12:38am. Thats probably why traffic was light. I looked in my rearview mirror to see that Gerard is stretched across the back seat, asleep. At least I have time to think for a second before going inside. Yeah, I think Im gonna call it for work tomorrow. Theres no way in hell that Im going to be able to wake up at 6am tomorrow.



I turned into the car park of my flat and turned the car off. Now where is my phone? I felt my pockets. Nope. I looked on the floor. Nope. I checked the cup holders. Nope, not there either. Where the hell is it? Thats when I realized I accidentally put it in the back seat...Where Gerard is. I turned around in my seat and looked. I spotted it on the floor. I reached and picked it up. I unlocked it and scrolled through the contacts for my bosses name. Now for an excuse. Um....Ill say I came down with a bad stomach virus and wont be able to come in tomorrow. Yeah, that sounds good. I clicked his contact and it started ringing.


Ring Ring Ring

Ring Ring Rin-

“Hello?” He sounded tired. Well it is like midnight. Now, I need to sound like Im really sick.

“Hello s-sir.” I pretended to cough into the phone.

“Frank? You sound terrible, whats wrong?” Now he sounded more alert.

“I-I...um..dont think * cough cough * ...Ill be able to come in tomorrow. I caught this bad virus * cough cough * thats been going...around campus.” Man am I good at this.

“Okay Frank. Well. I hope you get better. It sounds pretty bad....But to make sure your not faking what are your symptoms.” Damn, is he better.

Symptoms...symptoms. I got it, but its going to be embarrassing.

“Runny nose.. * sniffle * a really bad cough...sore throat * cough cough * and a-a very very bad case of diarrhea...” Oh Frank you couldn't do any better?

“Alright, Iero. Im letting you off since you dont really ask for days off. Goodnight Ill see you next weekend.” With that my boss hung up and I heard an eruption of laughs start.

It scared me, I jumped in my seat a bit. I looked in my rear view mirror to see Gerard laughing, still laying down on the seat. I sighed heavily, it was a bit embarrassing. I put my phone in my pocket and pulled the keys out of the ignition and unlocking the car.

“Dude, lets just go.” I say stepping out of the car to the stairs that lead to my door at the top. He hurriedly unbuckled himself and got out of the car.

“That was a nice show, Frank.” He said patting my shoulder.


I hate this. So much.


We climbed the stairs and I dug in my pocket for my keys. The door swung open and I walked in first and Gerard followed, closing the door behind him. I took my shoes off and he did the same. I walked him over to the bathroom, since I so kindly brought him here to fix him up. Flicking the light on as we walked in. He sat on the counter next to the sink and I was rummaging around in the cabinet for the first aid kit.


“Thanks.”

“For what?” Here it is, hiding behind the mouth wash. I pulled it out and opened it next to Gerard.

“...For cleaning me up and...letting me stay the night.” I can just feel him eyeing my every move.

“Yeah..no problem. It the least I can do..since I found you in the alley.” I grabbed a cloth and ran it under some warm water.


Now were back to the silence. I think it was a comfortable one for now. I carefully held his hand and dabbed the warm cloth on to the red flesh. He started to hiss a bit at the sting but I couldnt do much about that. I kept going until I was sure it was all cleaned out. Side note, his hand are nice and firm, I like those types of hands. I then wrapped some gauze around it and went on to the next one. As I was finishing up that hand, I went between his legs to get his busted lip better. Thats when the room went tense. It was weird for a second, like some sort of vibe he was playing off. His eyes wouldnt leave me as I was concentrated on his busted lip. Thats when our eyes met and it was hard to not look away. They were so captivating. They were a hazely color, his eyes seemed as if they held secrets of the world, full of life. I felt his hand run down my arm slowly and to my waist. We stayed in this silence for a while just looking at each others features. His face is so perfect, clean of piercings and tattoos. His little nose is very cute, I wish I could kiss it every morning and night.

His hand on my waist pulled me in closer to him and his other moved some hair from my face. Im getting nervous now, like I can feel my heart beating out of my chest. Gerard started moving his face closer to mine and was about to go in for the kill here. Me on the other hand am scared I might fuck shit up. Thats when my mind shut off, everything stopped and felt his soft blood flavored lips against mine. A side from the blood, his lips felt like -like heaven was real in this moment. Slowly moving against mine. I dropped the cloth on the counter and reached to cup his cheek in my hand and the other running through his hair.


This. Was. Magical.


Wait.


What the hell am I doing? I just met this guy.

I pulled off of him and my eyes immediately averted to the floor. I cant look at him. Even though he probably looks sexy as hell now since I messed up his hair. How could I do this? Why did I do that? I felt his hands still on me rubbing my sides. I could feel his eyes looking at me.


“Frank?....Are you okay?”

I shook my head still not looking at him. Gerard let out a sigh of defeat. I know Im being stubborn but hey I only wanted him here so I can clean him up. His hand soon reached my chin and raised my head up to meet his eyes.


“No, your not okay. Tell me.”


I walked away from him to the faucet to run some more water on the cloth. I looked in the mirror at my face and noticed I had blood on my lips. Great. I brought the cloth back up to Gerards lips to clean the blood off. Our eyes met a few times but I kept looking away everytime. I tried to keep concentrated on his bruises and not his lips again as he stared at me. I dapped the cloth around his eye and he hissed a bit. When I was finished I went back to the sink to wipe the blood from off my lips and rinced the cloth out. I heard Gerard jump down from the counter and looked in the mirror to find him standing behind me.

“Frank?”

I looked into the mirror at out reflections. He was already looking at me with his bloody shirt. I better get him some clothes for the night.

“Why are you acting like this?”

“Like what?”

I turned around to face him. How can he say Im acting a type of way if I literarly just met him. I walked out the bathroom to the living room and plopped down on the couch. Gerard soon followed. He sat on one end of the couch while I sat on the other. I grabbed the TV remote and turned it on. It was playing some stupid chick flick. I hate those. Whatever, I let it play on.

“Im getting tired. So um..Ill get you some clothes to sleep in and if your hungry help yourself to the fridge and if you wanna take a shower go ahead.”

I got up from my spot and walked to my bedroom to grab Gerard some clothes for the night. I went to my drawers and grabbed him some sleep wear and through it on the bed. I walked to lay on my bed for a bit and I saw Gerard walk in. He came and sat right next to me.


“Could I maybe sleep in here with you?”

What?!?!?!?!

I sat up and looked at him up and down. Hmm...why not.

“Sure. I dont mind the company.” After all we kind of did just kiss. And I kind of did enjoy it even though I panicked.

He gave me a smile and stood up and started stripping before me. Oh damn. This night just keeps getting better and better. He turned around so he was facing me and his back muscles are just. OH MY GOD!! I CANT EVEN! Damn.

“See something you like Frankie?” Shit he caught me staring. I shook my head yes.

Props to his parents for creating this sexy ass man.

Notes

Sorry this is such a really late post. Ive been really busy. Ill try to update at least once or twice a month no promises but yeah. Happy readings!