Gerard's Point of View
I sat in the same place at The Hideout as I usually did, and ordered my usual drink, a rum and coke with a little more rum than coke. I ended up flirting with the bartender. He was a man who looked to be about thirty, with short, dirty blonde hair, and bright green eyes. He wasn’t bad looking. Ha, he did my work for me. He turned to me, as he was mixing my drink, “Say, are you doing anything later?” I snorted, and shrugged, “I might be.” I told him, “Depends on what you had in mind.” I added. He grinned in a flirtatious manner as he placed the drink in front of me, “Well, you’ll just have to find out.” He winked at me, and then went to help out another, rather angry looking customer. I payed no more attention to him.
I was deep in thought, when my haze was shattered by a fit of coughing to my left. I looked over and saw the angry customer holding a napkin over his mouth, coughing violently. He was a short looking man with pale, tattooed skin, and black hair that was shaved on the sides to form this kind of mohawk thing. The shaved sides were dyed white. I couldn’t see his eyes from where I was seated.When he drew the napkin away from his mouth, I saw that it was stained red with blood. My eyes widened with alarm, and I shot out of my seat, taking the seat next to him.
Hazel… That was the color of his eyes. They looked lifeless and dull. “Are you okay?” I asked him as he looked over at me. He scowled at me angrily. “I’m fine.” He snapped, turning away from me again. He grabbed the drink that the bartender had put in front of him, and took a deep swallow from it.“Bullshit.”He looked at me incredulously. “Excuse me?”“Your napkin.” I continued, “It’s covered in blood. You’re not okay.”
He stared at me for a moment before continuing to speak, “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His words were dripping with venom that made me flinch. “I… er sorry, no.” I said awkwardly, shaking my head. Then I extended my hand towards him, “My name is… uh… It’s Gerard.” It felt weird telling somebody my name. He stared at my hand before scoffing. “That’s nice.” He said bitterly. I snorted, “Fine. I was just trying to be nice.” And with that, I stood up, knocking his drink onto his lap, “Whoops!” I sneered at him then walked back to my seat.
I could hear him getting up to follow me.We reached for my drink at the same time, and I jerked my hand back at the sensation of his cold skin brushing against mine. He picked up my drink, and put his cigarette out in it before dumping it on my head. “Whoops.” He said with a smirk before walking out of the bar.
The bartender was staring at me, his eyes full of laughter. I scowled at him, “When is your shift over?” He checked his watch, “Now.” He replied.“I’ve decided that I’m not doing anything.” I told him. He grinned like an idiot. “Great, let me go get my jacket, and we can get the hell out of here.”
Back at his apartment, we were already kissing each other hungrily before we even got inside the door. As soon as we were inside, our jackets came off, and he was tugging at the hem of my shirt, practically begging for it to be taken off. I broke the kiss for a moment to strip both his and my shirt off, before pushing him towards the couch I had seen on our way in.
We tore at each others clothes for a few minutes until we were naked and on his bed. Our moans and groans echoed through the house, and soon enough I had him begging for me to fuck him. “Please.” He whispered, pulling my hair, but I found myself thinking about the man from the bar, then I moved away.
“Are you okay?” He asked, rubbing my arm. I nodded, and before I could think about what I was saying, I blurted out, “What was that man’s name?” He stared at me incredulously. “Please, just tell me or I’ll be thinking about it all night.” I told him. He grunted, but said "Which one?"
"The one who was coughing. He was short, and kind of angry." I described.
He thought for a moment, "Oh! Frank!" He said, smiling, then frowning, "Why?" He asked. I shrugged a little.
"It doesn't matter. Lets get this show on the road." I crashed my lips into his, and we returned to our heated making out, and grinding, and the night leaked away.

I pulled on my boxers, and then my pants, slowly making my way out into the living room. I grabbed my shirt off the floor, and pulled it on over my head. I grabbed my jacket, and slumped it over my shoulders before toeing into my shoes, and silently opening to door that we had so carelessly left unlocked.
As I made my way down the stairs, I saw a familiar face. 'Frank? Oh perfect.' I thought, keeping my head down. I accidentally bumped into him, and he growled, "Watch it!" He spat, then recognition lit up in his eyes. "Oh my god, it's you." He groaned. I spun away from him and quickly walked down the stairs. I felt that his hand just narrowly missed my shoulder, but I ignored it, darting down the stairs as quickly as possible.
Why was he coming home at... I checked me watch, it was noon!? Fucking hell! I ran home as fast as I could, and slipped in through my front door.
My brother Mikey was sitting on the couch, glaring at me. "Where were you?" He said, crossly. "Away." I answered, but my brother knew about my string of flings. "Cut the shit." He said with a shake of his head, "Let's go get some lunch." He said as my stomach growled. "Fine." I said with a bit of a pout.
He and I walked down the stairs of the apartment building, hand in hand (don't judge us, we're still little at heart) as we talked about my night. He grimaced as I got into detail, and I laughed at him. He punched me gently, and we entered the diner, greeted by familiar faces. "Come along." Said our waitress, Ashley.
We sat down, and ordered our drinks, talking quietly about my art, and how I was paying for college. We joked around, and laughed, then he said, "Oooh. A real hottie just walked in." Mikey giggled. I turned around, expecting to see a woman, but who do I see? Frank! I groaned and pulled my hood up, really wishing I hadn't dumped that drink on his lap. "What's wrong?" Mikey asked, but my attention was drawn to a fit of coughing.
Everyone looked over at him, including Mikey and I.

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