The Boy Next Door...

I just look at my phone and think have I really been looking through his stuff for 4 hours. Yup the phone confirms it 12:00 am. I guess he took my note literal though so I begin to text him back.

Me: a little eager are we?
Frank: you could say that I’m actually craving a smoke right now.
Me: well then go smoke.
Frank: here’s the thing I don’t have any. Lend me one?
Me: what makes you think I smoke?
Frank: I smelt it on you this morning.

Oh shit did I ever spray myself down with body spray before I went to bed? I guess not if he smelled it. Good thing I didn’t see mom this morning. That would have been some talk.

Me: damn you have some nose on you.
Frank: so are you going to share yes no?
Me: yeah come on over ill meet you outside.

I grab my pack, shut my laptop, put on my ballet flats, and my jacket. I then head downstairs. As I approached the door I open it as quietly as I could and stepped out. I was backing up while closing the door to make sure I didn’t see any movement in the house I was completely oblivious to Frank when he walked up.

“Hey.” I about jumped out of my skin when I heard his voice. I quickly turned around and jabbed him in the shoulder “SHHHH” I finish closing the door and turned around to see him in his pajama pants, a jacket with the hood up, and slide on checkered vans.

“Lets go around to the side of the house.” I say to him he just nodded and waved his hand at me to lead the way. As I walked he was close behind. We reached the side of the house and I plopped down on the soft grass he sat in front of me crisscrossed. I hand him a cigarette and we both light up. It takes us both a minute before we are comfortable to talk.

“So yesterday that was something.” He says with a chuckle “Yeah quite something.” I say as I exhale and laugh as well. “So you never finished telling me about yourself.” He continued. “You tell me about yourself Mr. Iero.” “What about we do a bit of back and forth.” He says as a compromise “I can do that but you start.” He reluctantly starts

“Well my name as you already know is Frank. I’m a musician and I play guitar, music is my passion it’s what keeps me alive, my birthday is on Halloween, I love to read like the Harry Potter series, and my favorite movies are the Tim Burton ones especially The Nightmare Before Christmas oh and horror movies I love that shit.” Wow we are a lot alike I think to myself. “Your turn.” He says as he exhales.

“Well you already know my name and as you just explained for yourself I feel kind of the same way. Music has such an influence on me it’s just this thing that I can relate to and feel as though I’m not just another person I can really say music is what makes me unique. I do not play any instruments I just lack the hand eye coordination to do so. My favorite movie so happens to be The Nightmare Before Christmas as well its actually on in my room right now, and well that’s really about it.”

“Wait you mean to tell me you came down here while that movie was on how dare you.” He says this half joking. I just laugh shake my head and lie “well it ended not to long before you text I was just getting ready to go to bed.” “Oh I see well I haven’t watched that movie in like a week it’s been packed away and I still can’t find it.” I kind of think about if I want to invite him over to watch it or not.

I don’t think it’s too bad of an idea we could get to know each other a bit better. “Want to come over and watch it with me?” he looks at me as though a child would when you tell them you’re going to Disney World. “I would fucking love that! Just let me go get some stuff real quick and I’ll be right back.” He says this and takes off!

Wait what did he just say? Did he think I meant now? Oh my goodness I should better elaborate next time. As I wait for him to return I think of how this might pan out. Mom never bothers me in the morning before she heads out so maybe ill just lock the door just in case. Also it’s a good thing I have an on suite so there’s no risk of him running into her either. I think I’ll make him lay in the floor too so it’s not weird. My brain feels as though it’s running a marathon right now I’ve never had anyone in my room let alone a boy.

My brain thinks of a million more things before he returns and when he does come back he’s holding a very big bag. Oh my, what does he have? He walks up and says “you ready?” I just look at him, then the bag, and back at him “It’s some clothes, a blanket, a pillow, and some random shit.” My mind is slightly eased “Well just be quite when you come in and while you tote that up the stairs.”

He just looks at me and laughs. “Nah I’m going to bump into some shit and just make a lot of noise.” I just give him a stern look as to I was not playing. “Okay, okay I’ll be very quite.” He chuckles some more. My brain the whole way through the living room and up the stairs is yelling at me saying what are you doing? I just ignore it and continue on.

Once we are in my room I ask him if he wants anything to drink or snack on and he just tells me no and points to his bag. I knew there was other stuff in there I just knew it. I am sure to lock my door and when I turn around Frank is crawling into my bed. I just look at him and ask “What are you doing?” he says nonchalantly “Getting comfortable for the movie.” “In my bed?” I say incredulously “I’ve got my own blanket and pillow we don’t even have to share calm down.”

I just sigh to myself and think why not I’ve done all the rest of this. I get into bed beside him and hit the play button with the remote. As we lay there he was so into the movie it was almost unreal. Being so close to him I could catch the smell of coffee and nicotine it wasn’t overwhelming, but it was oddly soothing. He interrupted my thoughts by asking me if I wanted a twizzler. I just nod and take one appreciatively.

Some time passes and throughout the rest of the movie I could feel my eyes getting heavier and heavier but I just ignored it because I thought I’m not tired its only like 1 am then boom I was out. I swear it was the smell of Frank that lulled me to sleep. There was just something so soothing about it that made my mind fall at ease, and it basically slowed it down from high pace go, go, go to what I assume to be a normal rate.

I could have sworn I just felt my body move, but I guess it doesn’t bother me that much because I’m still asleep. I like this sleep it’s very different it feels as though I’ve been sleeping wrong for the past 16 years.

**Frank’s POV**

I fucking love this movie I think to myself. I wonder if she’s going to let me sleep up here maybe I should ask her. I look over to see that Natalie has fallen asleep. Well I guess she doesn’t have a choice now I chuckle to myself. I lift her up and put her at the head of the bed and cover her up. The movie is just about over I think I’m going to use the bathroom.

I get up go use the bathroom and head back over to the bed, but some pictures on her desk catch my eye. Its pictures of her and her mom, but wait this one looks like a picture of her and a man. Maybe it’s her dad she hasn’t spoken about him but neither have I about my father. I’m actually quite glad my mom didn’t say anything to her today I really don’t like to think of it much.

As I look through her pictures I notice her laptop slightly opened so I opened it the rest of the way. I smile to myself when the internet page popped up and it was on my profile I think she was going through my pictures. She was currently on one that was a picture of my old dog before she passed away. Hmm she is in here quite a ways I wonder how long she had been looking through it.

I haven’t even got a chance to look at her profile yet. I sent that request this afternoon after she left, but I got distracted with the unpacking I hadn’t noticed she added me. I take this opportunity to look through her stuff, but I don’t think she would mind. Then again we really don’t know each other hmm maybe I shouldn’t. I say wanting to click off, but there was an odd photo on here of her hugging some guy. The tag says “Gerard Way.” Maybe this is her boyfriend? I look at her relationship status and it clearly states single. I guess not, but I don’t know. I guess we will see.

I continue to look through her stuff and goodness was she cute, but I don’t think I have a chance. Yeah we have been semi flirting today, but I think she could do way better. I think I’ll just keep it casual with her especially until I figure out who this Gerard is. I don’t want to be stepping on toes. I yawn a bit and take that as my sign to go to bed.

I crawl in bed next to Natalie and she just sighs and kind of smiles in her sleep. She is one very trusting girl to let almost a complete stranger come over, but I just promise to myself that I won’t ever take advantage of that quality or take it for granted. I think we are going to be good friends. Nah I think great friends. I smile big at what I think the future ahead of us will bring, and I drift off to sleep.

Notes

sooooo????? what do you think?? to boring? to predictable? do i need to change anything? what do you think?